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(Part 79 of Twilight’s Edge) (Book 4 of the Fantasian Series)“I… I killed you.” Sterling protested. Subtle shivers wracked his body as memory and dread alike etched themselves across his flesh, his will, and his resolve, coalescing into a swirling mire of nauseating revulsion.“With some help.” The mage reminded him. “But I’m afraid traitorous help has been hard to find of late.“You look… different, by the way.” He mused sardonically, a skeletal hand rising to thoughtfully tug at his partially singed beard. “Are you doing something with your hair? It is rather fitting.”For the first time, Sterling was happy he had claws. Each of the ten cha...

"Elation?" Maya knocks on her older sister's door a few times. "Are you up?"  It's only after she'd said that that she remembers that she's supposed to still be speaking Japanese and not english.   She shrugs to herself then tries the door knob.  "Onee-chan?"She peeks in, her eyes scan the room but her sister's nowhere to be found. "I guess she left earlier...?"   She ponders this to herself for a few moments longer then heads downstairs. "Barako-baachan! She's gone already!""Very well." Barako says with a sigh. She knew good and well that the teenager had had a fight with her father the other night. It's no wonder she left before anyone w...

riiiing. riiiing. riiiing. riii-ck."Greetings, caller. This is an automated service: Please be patient while we process your personal details, and place your call on hold,"-- Hold on to a final call for the faithless, as fingers twitch a tuneless tattoo upon graffiti casings; stacatto codecs broadcast in desperation to anyone, anywhere... "Your continued custom is our conscious concern. One of our representatives shall take the time to speak-"-- Speak in riddles, subtle stranglehold puzzles that tie in tangled, intricate knots around this line against my throat. I'm strung-out and up, ready to hang"-with you."And then: then they strike ou...

Disclaimer : Dragon Ball/Z/etc. characters and related materials are merely borrowed and belong to Akira Toriyama and respective owners. This fan fiction is mine; no monetary profit is made from it whatsoever. Any likenesses to other characters or materials is purely coincidental or someone has stolen from me.  ROMANCE/ADVENTURE/ANGST.  “Chapter 5: Fumbling in Love, War and… Pieces? Part 2” Goten and Trunks watched on in awe—the way young children who idolised their personal heroes do—as Piccolo, Gohan, Goku and Vegeta commenced in a free-for-all training battle. Sparks flew as three mighty Saiyajin and one awesome Namek went at each other...

I flopped down on the couch with a sigh. Rick had his knowing grin on, which set my ears twitching. He poured me a cup of Japanese tea."How goes the world of microbes?" He asked, sitting back in his chair. I shrugged, sipping my tea."The day's over, that's all that matters to me. I've got to pick up Nick at the airport in two hours.""What? He didn't drive in?""Not this time. Said he found a really good deal on tickets. I don't mind having him for the extra day.""When are you going to put that poor boy out of his misery and say 'Yes'?""Never, since he hasn't asked me." I tossed back my tea and glared at Rick. Rick's smaller then I am, a mer...

'Testing, testing, 1,2,3? Dear, can you hear me?'Diamond blinked looking around. Silver was currently sleeping while she kept watch, they had plans, but they needed to rest like anyone. "Hello?"'Good! You can here me!'"Who are you?"'It is I, the one and only Spirit of Chaos and Supreme giant hat, Discord! Long story short, Diamond, we have a bit of a link, and even while in this statue, I can speak with you.' "Hey! Since when can he do that?! You were saying 'no new powers'!""It's not NEW, Discord has a link to Diamond because she's descended from his mortal mother Shady, he's just never had REASON to use it...until I implied he could...""...

I Wouldn't Ever Change A Thing, A Short RalphxMelissa One-OffWARNING: The following one-off story is extremely cute and very sappy in nature. If you have an aversion to cuteness or anything of that sort, either hit the back button or grab your barf bag! :DIt's a warm July night in the Evergreen Forest. It's very muggy outside, and as such, most of the Forest denizens have turned on their fans or air conditioners in order to help keep things cool while they slumber. Overall, though, it's a very peaceful evening. All is quiet except for the sounds of crickets chirping.It's especially quiet and serene at the Raccoondominium, the home of Ralph...

Soulcatcher part 5“Hey, Leo,” Mikey whispered, rousing his brother from his meditative state. The lair was quiet. Though it was daytime in the outside world, the lights inside the turtle’s home were dimmed. Casey had left for his apartment a couple of hours earlier, once assured that there was nothing further he could do. Raphael had still been unconscious, with Donatello and Master Splinter standing watch over him. Opening his eyes, Leo looked up at his younger brother, noting how tired he seemed. Taking a deep breath and then exhaling, Leo asked, “Raph?” Squatting just outside of the ring of candles surrounding Leo, Mikey replied, “Th...

The Russian made a habit of visiting the museum often once she discovered it just a few months back. Despite living in Norwood for about a year she was still finding new things to do in the city, of course not much could top the museum for Sofiya and she made it her top place to visit when she had the time. She often went alone and today was no different; she came by herself as she hadn’t made any close enough friends in school to take along with her. She had hopes of becoming close with her roommate this year only to learn the girl requested a room change once she saw Sofiya’s beloved pet python in the glass case. It was a little discoura...

At the epicenter of the destruction tons of concrete, steel, and debris had fallen into the maw swallowing Angel Falls. The neo-Nazi vault, hidden deep in the bowels of the subway lines, fell down through the gate the cultists had opened into the great unknown. The mysteries of Beyond swirled and coalesced in the complete darkness inside the former sanctum, swarming around a presence that had entered the destroyed hall. A snap of a finger sounded and the candles thrown about the space relit where they were revealing the corpse of a man who had slit his own throat as a sacrifice to the great Old Ones. The presence approached the former zeal...

Another day.  Another cold morning.  Another cup of three-dollar-a-cup, badly-ground store-bought coffee.  Another dead girl.  Swimming in a pool of her own blood in the middle of another painted pentacle.  Occult?  Kids playing a sick joke?  Some nutjob getting his jollies?   Who cares? The man standing in the center of the room, over the corpse, was the compelling issue.  Staring down at her blankly, no expression in the dulled blue eyes.Moving over the corpse of the girl and through the room, he headed outside, dropping his coffee cup onto the sidewalk as he went. The dark liquid slowly curled into the slush at his feet, not much diffe...

Chapter V : A Lovely Day To Flank The Maginot Line Time Is never time at all – You can never, ever leave Without, leaving a piece of youth… ______________ The Smashing Pumpkins, "Tonight, Tonight"Phillipe dismounted the stairs, coming into what his grandfather called the "foyer." From here, all the important areas of the downstairs could be reached – the kitchen, the living room, the front door – and of course, his grandfather Pierre's office, accessible by two massive French doors made of solid oak.Hung against the walls here and there were matching cherrywood Chippendale desks, below paintings of other members – most of them dead – of t...

Chapter 1The sun was high in the clear blue sky, shining down its abundantly brutal heat waves upon the barren landscape of sandy hills. A road ran over the hills like a thick, black belt of asphalt strewn on the ground as if it were thrown by someone's hand. Above the nearest hill, two dark, black plumes of exhaust smoke lazily rose into the air as if the hill was erupting like a volcano. A low rumble accompanied by high whistles filled the air with the potent power of the diesel engine that was generating it, along with a haphazard chorus of other engines, from small four cylinder engines to titanic V-8s stuffed into the cars they pulled...

D&D Stories Chapter 5: Something More Half-elf Rogue 10 years earlier, in the Elf City Naeris-Vall deep in the forest “Good morning young master, I trust you slept well, you have quite the day ahead of you.” The man-servant said smiling. With a sigh Deloran nodded, “yes, thank you Quarion.” Deloran shrugged into his coat, “maybe we have some time for fun, come on, we could get some drinks, maybe a few serving maids.” Quarion sighed, “no, we don't have time for such frivolous things, and your father wouldn't approve, he wants you to learn the business and build relationships with his associates.” Deloran shook his head, day in and day ...

PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT! Minnie's sleep was slowly disturbed, as she felt the continuous nuzzle of a small beak to her tiny ear. The weakness of her body tried to keep her to stay, but her energetic mind resisted, forcing her eyes open. A small yawn escaped her, and as she began to sit up in bed, the bird that had awoken her flew from her bedside, now taking up space on the window sill. She rubbed the last of sleep out of her eyes, before looking at her little pet of a friend. "Oh… you remembered!"The raven nodded, with a small coo rumbling in his throat. His red eyes kept a steady gaze upon her, waiting pa...

Code Lyoko: Mystery GirlPart 9: Just like my sisterBy Britney Reese (with A LOT OF HELP from Byron Hertz and Orelia Muldova)08:30 AM“I’m never going to get this!” Jeremie complained with a sigh. He stood before an unfinished canvas, paintbrush in hand, with a disappointed pout upon his face.Happily painting at her own easel, Mina shrugged at his disappointment and strode over. Clad in a paint spattered smock, she leaned over Jeremie and glanced at his portrait with amusement. She saw a pencil recreation of the dorm, with six stick-figure students in the foreground – herself, Odd, Aelita, Yumi, Ulrich and William. The image was cruelly divi...

The first season of "101 Dalmatian Street" has concluded. For many fans, it feels like very little time has passed since they watched the first episode. Now, here we are a year after the show's premiere and well over a year since the show was announced. As with anything, there are good episodes and bad episodes that have been made. The good episodes definitely please fans as they are representative of the awesome side of "101 Dalmatian Street". There are OTHER episodes, however, that showcase that this series is not perfect by any means. There are even episodes that absolutely suck, and aren't even worthy of being acknowledged. This is a l...

    Growling, you kick a can in one of the various alleyways you called home. Shit. I lost another pawn. Where the hell will I find another to take their place?! The other idiots available all have families, and wouldn’t follow me willingly. I need someone to be my underling. You huff, grumbling under your breath about the lack of anyone in the streets, which you thought was unusual. You quirk your eyebrows up when you hear some crowd yelling a few blocks over. Curious, you wander over and watch the spectacle before you; the three ex-World Nobles strung up on some building with a mob below them, screaming at them about ills done to them....

(While the other girls, Scootaloo, and Spike assist the locals in putting out the fire. Twilight stops using the stimulation spell causing SStB to vanish, she switches to telekinesis, lifting the outcold pony out of the water, before he can drift out to sea. And gently sets him down on the grassy ground.  Around his neck are burnt markings where the collar used to be… ) Pinkie: *dowses the last nearby flame with her water pistol* Thanks Root Pack! Fluttershy: *sets Scootaloo down and checks on the out cold pony* He’s still breathing.  Do you think he will be ok? Scootaloo: *gets behind Mugman* What was that heck horse anyway?  Twilight...

(AU Note: For maximum effect, listen to this ) I’ve been running my whole life. The light breeze rustles the trees lining the long straight path, shaking loose the colorful autumn leaves which fall to the ground. Underneath the sunny sky, a young woman jogs down the path, her feet making its mark as the bright leaves are trampled underneath it. Her breath comes out in steady huffs – proof that she’s still alive. Her cobalt blue eyes focuses on her goal far in the distance down the never-ending road, every step taking her closer to it… I ran from death. Yet no matter which way she fled, she could not escape it. Eleven years of running down...