A Kiss not Forgotten (a special tribute)Like a frost spread across valleys silent and dreary,A Kiss not Forgotten (a special tribute) by *ArthurCrow
ever my longing lost in shimmers of shadow & wind
And days bled into years, the seas became deserts
But thoughts of thee would not perish
Thru memories untamed I staggered far and long;
upon solemn nights lit by the torch of your soul
O’ how deep I miss your fragrant cheer ..
Of warm evenings shared across Lake’s reverie,
watching horizons journey into Autumn’s dream
— wherest our hearts once bloomed a fabled sky
Those passions shared will forsake me not
Lest the Moon would bestow solace upon my ache:
I will lay marooned, haunted by thy seraphic-figure,
Or the ever fleeting caress of your gaze ...
So my soul shall yield to this mythic abyss; –
as I peer from my carriage to Nirvana
And thou away, from my arms, the Sun weeps
Unto eternity—my dear beloved, we are entwined
Forever our footprints cast in golden firmament
A kiss not forgotten in a ballet of light softly falling
I now bear the want
Clawing Out of the LowIt's when you plummet from the pinnacleClawing Out of the Low by ~Lyrically-Sadistic
Of whatever sent you soaring high
Life loses color, flavor, texture
Drowning in black, wishing to die.
Impact with shockwaves at rock bottom
Cracks scurry across the floor
The darkness grips like iron chains
And happiness shall be nevermore.
Tears burn behind the eyes with a vengeance;
No one loves this loveless soul!
The undertow cannot be fought
In the moment it gains control.
"Where is thy strength?" Black voices laugh
As the light proceeds to fade.
"You ugly, stupid piece of shit,
You will never, ever get laid!"
A self-made jail, a swallowed key,
And tunnel vision at play.
A shotgun guarding against the razor,
The past protects today.
The blackest clouds aren't lined at all
Much less with rainbows or silver;
But logic fights back against emotion
And inaction's the safety on the trigger.
How many times one wishes for death
And yet survives the bout!
Stay strong? When was I ever weak?
What gave you cause to doubt?
No pain cannot be overc
Eye of the StormI believed I could make the wind blow,Eye of the Storm by ~SolidMars
and force the moon to shine at night,
create rainbows just by thinking,
and hold tea parties for fairies in July,
I was the queen of my own graceful lands.
Yet, I grew old and realized,
I am the kind of girl who'd trip and fall,
often for stepping on her own feet.
My crown of diamond and gold
now a rusted piece of bronze,
I lost my throne to treason, my kingdom to hate,
I became the eye of a hurricane,
loaded with mishaps I need to atone.
I felt the soft touches of angels,
and lost my own wings to demons who could crush stone.
Felt the scorching tears run so often,
I knew I must have hit bottom low.
I had nothing holy, no one to call dear,
but here I am, the starting point of my own storm.
I felt fear, clung to shadows,
encased my heart within marble walls,
and threw the keys that can unlock my soul.
So many chances I've lost with no love to seek,
and so many people I turned my back to.
I let the darkness gnaw through my bones.
Trying to HuntThere was a tear sometime into winterTrying to Hunt by *Canis44
It was deep onyx and browbeaten
Bleeding murk that grayed the snow,
In an unknown portion of the cedars;
Cold filled the sandwich up with slime.
“Time” said Rex, “the seer of all things
has found you out.” (Trudging went the boots)
Winter looked soft but wetly it chaffed, it made
One’s feet miserable; the gun kept slipping
And the jacket decided to forgo its warmth.
There was no grand effulgence amongst the Ether,
There was no “I” in the clouds; what was one hunting?
Geese they flew in an echelon that burned in white
Every year feeling it out, knowing better; ‘they must feel
Love? They bond for life;’ no “I” was in the cloud.
Horrible is a truth that one can find, reflected in
A swath of nature, there is no help in the hollows
Or the brooks, no solace when blood is in one’s ears
Consciousness buzzed along, and breath labored;
One listened to the heartbeat atop the clinkin
The FacadeThe Facade by ~shadowsmokeandfire
My cousin had stolen my diary from me, probably for lack of a better diversion. I chased Joel Chetai around the house, attempting to wrangle my sacred book from his claws. He held it just out of my reach, making me beg for it. After ten minutes, I gave up hope of ever seeing my diary again. I began to walk away when Joel Chetai started reading my latest entry.
“Don’t tell them any of your interesting facts, D.E.L.A. I know you’re not trying to, but it makes you seem like a show-off,” Dad instructed, keeping both hands firmly on the steering wheel in front of him.
It was Thanksgiving break, and we were headed somewhere for dinner with some family. Half an hour into the car ride, my dad decided that this was a good time to educate me on the proper decorum when visiting someone’s house. Because there are more unwritten social rules for a Knanaya than there are brown people on this planet, my parents needed to teach me Indian etiquette, for fear of me
The Gifts My Father Gave MeThe Gifts My Father Gave Me by ~shadowsmokeandfire
I cannot sleep if my room is not in pristine shape. Some may call me anal, some obsessive, but I need my room to be neat and organized, free of clutter and other paraphernalia.
I guess you could say my room represents my philosophy on life- cut out the extraneous. That’s easier said than done though. There are four gifts from my father just sitting in my room, and I cannot get rid of them. It feels wrong to throw them out, as if they were nothing more than old socks or rotten meat. They hold too many memories. It would be too painful to let them go.
My Stuffed Dog
A brown and white creature creatively named Puppy 1, this stuffed dog had been Dad’s present for my third birthday. It was wide-eyed and soft, a child for a child.
My parents were arguing. Again. So far on our three day trip, they had argued at least twice a day. Well, I suppose arguing is not really the right word. It was mostly just Dad yelling at my mom for the most trivial things. Currently, he was bera
WordsHow hard is it to put words on paper? Not very.Words by ~Hidden-Behind-A-Book
Now to write words that
bring tears to people's eyes,
or start a rebellion.
A bit harder.
Trapped In My BodyTrapped In My Body by ~shadowsmokeandfire
I trudged through the rain-slick grass and mud puddles in my cousin’s backyard, the edges of my bubblegum puke party dress carefully lifted up to prevent stains. I had just escaped from a boring birthday party, filled with drunken uncles and gossiping aunts, and I was looking for something to occupy my five year-old mind.
I wandered around for a bit before I spotted them. They were a gang of boys playing a game of pick-up soccer. They yelled curses at each other and fouled every twenty seconds, getting grass stains all over their fancy party clothes. They looked as if they were having fun.
“Can I join you guys?” I asked them confidently. They all stopped the game to stare at me, unsure what to do. A reedy boy stepped through them, the crowd making way for their representative.
“Sorry kid, but it’s guys only. Why don’t you go play with some Barbies?” He taunted me, smirking.
“But I am one,” I said innocently.
“I don’t k
Hottie 3: The Best Fan Fic in the World, Ch. 98Hottie 3: The Best Fan Fic in the World, Ch. 98 by ~Alaxr274
The Dream Team (AKA the 1992 United States men's Olympic basketball team) have joined the Department of Hotness. That's right ladies and gentleman, the Trope Namers themselves have joined the Department of Hotness, which is also a Dream Team. Gru, Margo, Dr. Nefario, Edith, Agnes, the Minions, Lucy and Kyle (from Despicable Me) have also joined the Department of Hotness as well. With an even bigger roster, the Department of Hotness fight Dr. Insano in his new giant robot "Dark Neutro", which resembles Neutro but is black colored. Dr. Insano also led an army of Grand Trashtors. Also, as usuall during the Christmas season, this battle takes place within London, England in the Love Actually-verse. Linkara asks Uni-Man to wish up Magic Coins for not just Charles Barkley, but for the rest of the Dream Team. Uni-Man does just that and the Dream Team uses their Magic Coins to grow to gigantic size. Grapearl Lagann (co-piloted by Hottie and Chuck Norris), Gurren Lagann, Linkara (in his giganti
Distant Void ~ Chapter 3: Cruel, Cruel WorldDistant Void ~ Chapter 3: Cruel, Cruel World by ~0-xcheekymonkeyx-0
Chapter 3: Cruel, Cruel World
Julia paced back and forth impatiently with her eyes darting from me to the floor.
“I just don’t understand you. How come you aren’t happy about this? I would be.”
I looked at her; shocked. “That’s the thing Julia, you don’t understand! I’ve never even met this man. I shouldn’t marry him because my Father tells me to.”
“What do you expect?” She barked back. “You’re a duchess.”
“I was born a duchess. I never chose to be one.”
“You are so selfish!”
I was taken aback by her words. “What?”
“You heard me Delilah. By the ancestors, anyone would love to be you. You have a family, you have all the riches in Blackdell and you have the opportunity to be married to not just a man but a prince! How can you be so vindictive?”
“Seriously? I’m trapped in a damned palace with no way of escape. My Fat
Distant Void ~ Chapter 2: Courts and TyrantsDistant Void ~ Chapter 2: Courts and Tyrants by ~0-xcheekymonkeyx-0
Chapter 2: Courts and Tyrants
“My lady, your father wishes to see you.” Byron said as entered the room.
I sighed and placed the book back on the bookshelf. “I’m coming.”
“He is in his study. I will escort you to him.”
My eyebrows rose and I crossed my arms. “You know you don’t have to. I’ve lived here long enough to know where Father stays.”
“Yes, well, you know I cannot leave you without a bodyguard.”
“You’re my bodyguard!”
“Precisely, now come, we do not want to keep him waiting.”
I rolled my eyes and walked out of the library. The servants kept out of my way and the guests that stayed in the palace used over exaggerated greetings such as “good day to you” and “duchess, how marvelous it is to see you”. I knew they were only being pleasant because I was the daughter of the emperor. If I wasn’t, they wouldn
Hottie 3: The Best Fan Fic in the World, Ch. 97Hottie 3: The Best Fan Fic in the World, Ch. 97 by ~Alaxr274
Once again a battle rages in London, England in the Love Actually-verse between the Department of Hotness and the Guild of Super Evil. Queen Elsa uses a Fire Flower to transform into "Fire Elsa". With both power of fire and ice, Fire Elsa takes down a horde of Motobugs, destroying them and freeing the little animals inside. Chuck Norris uses a roundhouse kick on a Trashtor, making it explode... twice, he does the same on a few more. Axe Cop fights with both his perfect fireman axe and a golden axe, he later sucks on both a lemon and lime, transforming him into "Axe Cop With Lemon Lime", who is way more powerful then Axe Cop With Lemon, he had the power to generate and throw both lemon and lime grenades, he also had a lemon wedge in his fireman axe and a lime wedge in his golden axe. Axe Cop With Lemon Lime then chopped off a bunch of Trashtors' head off while at the same time blows them up with lemon and lime grenades, "I will chop your heads off... and blow you up too!" said Axe Cop W
He's Back, And I'm Melting. [Remember Me?](Pt. 1)He's Back, And I'm Melting. [Remember Me?](Pt. 1) by ~Ariia-Naya
Remember Me? (Part 1)
Every part of my body was oozing with an overwhelming sense of lust. Just the feeling caused an amatory sensation that made my heart pound with every unrelenting touch, and my nerves tingle in excitement. I felt so alive, and yet I was hungry for so much more. My ragged breathing escalated while my muscles tensed and my hands clenched the surface from beneath. My mind was racing from the adrenaline of a passion that was practically seeping out of my pores. Just as I'm on the verge of melting from the spine tingling pleasure, I could suddenly hear a foreign voice continually plea my name over and over and over again.
"Victor. Victorrrrr. VICTOR, WAKE UP!" My subconscious subsided wi
Two Sides of The Same Coin Chapter 10Two Sides of The Same Coin Chapter 10 by ~XxLordxXda
Two Sides of The Same Coin Chapter 10 – The Happy Days Ended Pt. I
"All I ever wanted was a little piece of life
In a world where I decide things on my own
All I ever needed was a little piece of hope
And then things are going to turn the other way."
World of Fantasy – Helloween
Kagami's House – Night
After the talk with Tadao, Miki tried to comfort Kagami, who was still shocked with her father act, he didn't do anything, his negative answer was his silence, which alone meant a thousand words, or maybe only one. Nothing more was important, except by his silent "no". Konata didn't know what to do, what if I can't visit Kagamin again? What if her can't visit me any other day? I can't imagine myself without her embrace, her caring, her deep eyes, everything... Nothing matters to me.
"Konata..." - The purple haired girl called.
"Yes, my dear..." - Konata answered while sobbing.
"I'll prove to dad that
Stockholme Syndrome Chapter 1 (RusPru APH)Prussia walked slowly across the room. He didn't recognize the room but it didn't seem important enough to stop. The only light in the room came from outside, where the night glowed. A fierce snowstorm raged outside of the windows and obscured any view of the scenery beyond.Stockholme Syndrome Chapter 1 (RusPru APH) by *sailorgreywolf
Prussia only spared a moment to look out the window before continuing to walk across the room. He wasn't sure why he was walking; all he knew was that he must. His destination came into sight, or at least it seemed so. On the opposite wall, the one he was walking towards, there was a full length mirror. He walked straight up to the mirror and stared at his reflections.
He could still see himself in the shape of the face and the confusion in the eyes. But, this could not be him. The man in the mirror had violet eyes and his hair was light beige. He put his hand up and ran it through his hair, which he knew was white. The man in the mirror did the same. It wasn't possible that he was seeing his reflection, because he
Artist Blue - You Are Not AloneArtist Blue - You Are Not Alone by ~Mugeenman
The woods are deep and dark, night has descended upon this planet. “Woods,” exclaims Catherine. “We’re always in woodlands, I swear, first it was Gameworld Gamma, then Shallana, and it just keeps going.”
“Oh hush, I thought you’d feel better after I got us behind stage to meet David Bowie.”
“I still can’t believe it.”
“What? That we met him?” asks Artist as leaves crumple underfoot.
“No, that he had an alien inside his stomach.”
“Hitchhiker, that’s what they’re called. It’s not like it hurt him.”
“You cut it out of him with a broken drumstick!”
Artist holds in a laugh. “I’m no Doctor, but he lived.” He pauses as he sees a green light in the distance, smothered by plant life. They carefully step forward to find a small village made entirely of wood. The beings there are a strange kind of humanoid, with thin fleshy skin, but with green glow
Junctioner: Hylianis - Penance, Chapter IXJunctioner: Hylianis - Penance, Chapter IX by ~nulambda
DISCLAIMER: The Legend of Zelda, and all related characters, places, concepts, ect., mentioned within are property of Nintendo and Shigeru Miyamoto. All other original concepts presented within are property of me, myself, and I.
Author's Note: There is some French in this chapter, but it is decidedly simple, and therefore will not have any translations. If you would like to know what is said, hit up Google Translate. Also, I apologize for taking so long with this chapter. Fall term of college was/is crazy, but I'm now at the tail end of it (as in finals are next week, hurrah!). I will have more time to work on this once the term is over. I hope to make progress on this before the beginning of the winter term. So if I vanish again... you all know why.
Lightning flashed in the skies above. Brent cried out in pain as he limped near a tree, fatigued and out of breath. The events of the night had taken a heavy toll on him. He no longer knew what to believe. His ow
To Live, To Die (2)Well, I guess they were right. This was a good spot to set up. We have plenty of food, plenty of space, and with the river nearby, a good water supply. It helps that Russel, being the genius he is, came up with the awesome idea of a water purifier. It makes it seem like this is just child's play to our group. "Hey, Mikey. You okay?" I heard somebody say from behind me. I slightly looked behind me to see who it was. Of course, it was Eric. "Hm? Yeah, I was just thinking." I smiled at him. "Cool. So, you ready for our shift?" He asked me, grabbing his hunting rifle from his tent. "Sure. Who's taking care of Samantha today?" I asked him, standing up. "I got Elizabeth to take care of her again." He said. Wow, he really trusts the new girl doesn't he? I can't blame him, she's been taking care of her little brother alone even before this whole zombie apocalypse thing happened, so she doesn't seem to mind much. "Alright, then. Let's go." I said, walking towards the nearby forest. EricTo Live, To Die (2) by ~PandaGirlRead
To Live, To Die"They got Julio!!" I yelled, running towards the other survivors. I just couldn't believe it.. He was our strongest person.. Plus he was our best hunter! Crap, how are we going to get through this?! "Wait, what? Calm down, Mike!" Steven said, giving me a hard slap to the face. Yeah, that helped a lot.. "S-sorry.." I stuttered. "B-but the zombies! They got Julio.." I said, still succeeding at not screaming and giving away our position. Steven sighed. "We've lost so many people this week.." He commented. He was right.. We've lost so may people.. including Julis-.. Julissa.. Including her, we've lost 5 people.. "I'm thinking that we should move camp. And soon." I heard someone say from behind me. It was our second-in-command, Roxanne. After Julio, she was our strongest. Well, I guess she IS our strongest now.. "I guess I have to agree. We've scavenged all we can around this city." I commented. We've been here for about a month and a half now. We've done all we can toTo Live, To Die by ~PandaGirlRead
Metamorphosis (Chapter 14)Metamorphosis (Chapter 14) by *MikaAndKuri
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, naked and looking at my body. It had been two days since dad had told me everything he’d been keeping from me, and yet it felt more like it had only been an hour ago. I gazed at myself, trying to come to terms with the fact that this body was permanent. The devils or witches, or whatever they had been that provided dad with the means to do this, had told him that they could do nothing to fix me. Despite this, in the deepest parts of my mind, I prayed for a miracle…something that could make me a boy again. However, those hopes could do nothing against the fear I felt.
I calmly put on a bra and panties, grumbling about how I would never be rid of these undergarments. I stepped out of the bathroom and put on a pair of tight jeans that hugged my legs. I slepped on a cardigan and grabbed my newsboy cap. I glanced back at myself in the mirror and sighed, knowing that the clothes I wore did nothing to hide the truth I had seen when I was n
Heart of Fire"Come on! You know I'm scared of ghosts!" I whimpered, diving behind my beautiful girlfriend, Julissa, in fear. "Oh, you're such a wimp Mike!" she said, pulling me away from her. No! Who will protect me now? "Well, it's not my fault i've been able to see spirits since I was born!" I exclaimed, standing up straight and dusting off my jacket. Well, it wasn't entirely false. I have been able to see ghosts since I was little. She knows this, too! I just don't see why she has to rub it in my face all the time.. That would explain why I'm such a coward.. "Right, I forgot about that.. Sorry.." she said, giving me a small peck on the check. Okay, now I remember why we started dating.Heart of Fire by ~PandaGirlRead
"Oh my god we're gonna die!!!" I screamed, wrapping my arms around Julissa. Oh great. When I said that it sounded like I was going through puberty all over again.. "No we're not!.. I think.. I think we're okay." she said, peeking around the corner of the wall. I
9. DeliriumOh yes, drink an apple and write a shoe, tonight let’s count the chickens before the duck has learned to coo – no reason to hurry as long as we hurry up, after all the rain in Spain falls mostly on the plains and even snails prefer moist ground! But let’s make our bed and sell the sheets so we can buy a trampoline. Why? Well one who never ventures, never gains and you know, since I always fall far from the money tree. The black cat ran beneath a ladder and put a cracked mirror on the dinner table, and I tried to pour salt from a horseshoe over my head, though the soup-nail got burned in the process; I guess that’s what you get for not looking a gift horse in the mouth. The eggs hatched and shot the bear anyway, so even though time had to walk, because the pigs stole its wings, it was never too late. Oh, great minds often bark up the wrong tree, you see. I do always say you shouldn’t judge the grass by the fence, because beauty is better in the eyes of the9. Delirium by ~YayDei
Suck my CucumberUh huh yeah yeah uh huhSuck my Cucumber by *BloodyMess-VaoT
Uh huh yeah yeah uh huh
Uh huh yeah yeah uh huh
Uh huh yeah yeah uh huh
MC Naginta is in da house yeah
Uh huh yeah
Here I come yeah
Here I come yeah
Here I come yeah
Here I come yeah
Uh uh uh uh
I drive a super big car yo
Ya hear my music from far yo
I drive a super big car yo
Ya hear my music from far yo
I'm so much hotter than your boyfriend
I do it better than your boyfriend
My cucumber's bigger than your boyfriend's
I'm not just talk! Sometimes I even pay rent
Suck my cucumber baby
My cucumber baby
Yeah oh yeah
Just peel the tip
Then use you're tongue
Come on it will be fun
Then you swallow the whole thing
And drink cucumber juice
Suck my cucumber baby
My cucumber baby
Yeah oh yeah
I talk about drugs, I am a gangsta
I'm getting my weed fresh from the lawn ya
Did I tell ya how many chicks I had yo
I've started believing it myself yo
I'm not gay I'm super cool yeah
I'm so manly I tell everyone yeah
My mottoes are "YOLO" and "No Homo"
I have a thing f
Legacy Ch 11 [APH Mexico fic]"Ouch, poor Enrique. I don't even really like the guy, and I feel sorry for him" America intoned. Mexico nodded "I was really bad with letting him down easy; I got better at that as time went on. I shouldn't have pulled that 'want to be normal' bullshit. What the fuck could I possibly know about normal?" America laughed "You have never been normal, but the one thing you have always been is good at breaking hearts. What happened next?"Legacy Ch 11 [APH Mexico fic] by *sailorgreywolf
Mexico responded "Well, he did what any logical person would do in that situation". America glanced at his half-empty glass of tequila thoughtfully "He found out who your fiancé was?" Mexico nodded "First he bullied Cuba into telling him who my fiancé was, then he confronted me again:
New Spain was walking around his bedroom packing the last of his stuff. It was hard to believe that such a big life could be com
Legacy Ch 10 [APH Mexico fic]America laughed "She was right about that, you are one hell of a lover". Mexico smirked "Of course I am, why else would I have so many issues with girls wanting to be with me". America took another drink of tequila "So, just to make sure, you were physically 16 and you had an affair with a boy, were engaged to a girl and fucking your teacher's colony". Mexico nodded "You know, when you say it like that, it makes me sound like a horny little slut. I have to point out that I am cutting out all the long boring parts to make it a better story". America brushed his cheek lightly "Or maybe you are a little bit of a whore".Legacy Ch 10 [APH Mexico fic] by *sailorgreywolf
Mexico playfully brushed off America's hand "If I were, it wouldn't have taken so long for me to sleep with you". America smiled back playfully "If I remember correctly, I tried to sleep with you several times and you pushed me away." Mexico looked despondently into his glass of tequila "I didn't want to fuck up any more lives. Because in case you are wondering, there were
Legacy Ch 8 [APH Mexico fic]He spotted Peru first in the swirl of people and made his way over to him. Peru looked at him with mild interest "I heard that Colombia was sent to the Americas. It must have been hard for you, as you two were very…close" he said it with a slight tone of sarcasm. New Spain turned on him "You told didn't you? You told Spain about that night when Enrique kissed me". Peru looked genuinely shocked "No, what would I gain from that?" New Spain scanned his face for any sign of a lie, and found none "Then who did? Someone who was there that night told Spain, I know it".Legacy Ch 8 [APH Mexico fic] by *sailorgreywolf
Peru gave him a skeptical look "How do you know that? Why was I the first one you suspected?" New Spain glanced around the rest of the hall, which was full of people talking "Spain knew about me and Enrique, I know he couldn't have found out on his own. That is why he sent Enrique away. You would do anything to make me unhappy". Peru gave him another skeptical glance "Why would Spain punish Enrique and not you? I know he
HopelessI don't know what to do anymore...Hopeless by *BloodyMess-VaoT
I told everyone how proud I am that my son is gay
But he committed suicide...
I found the perfect boyfriend for my daughter
But she ran away...
I always cooked the finest meals for my husband
But he left me...
I impressed my friends with every of my achievements
But they don't talk with me anymore...
I read the whole Bible and go to church every Sunday
But God never talked to me either...
I should have shown more support!
I should have taken a better pick!
I should have spent more time cooking!
I should have told them more!
I should have been more devoted!
I should have tried harder!
But I failed everyone...
HopeA silver key, glistening in the dark even though there was no light to make it glow. A simple key, an interloper among the shadows. I stumbled upon it on my way, lost along the road I had followed. The never ending path had long since disappeared, twisting and turning into a dense expanse of darkness.Hope by ~Hidden-Behind-A-Book
Yet...I had kept walking.
This was just a little key, such a petulant glimmer among the dark. I picked it up. The light it brought was odd, so foreign to me but why had I picked it up? What came over me to pause in my walk and take the key off the ground?
For the first time in so long, I looked around; taking in the shadows and darkness, the losses and sorrows,the pain and loneliness encasing me. How had I become so inadvertantly blind to everything around me? When had my path changed so much?
I looked at the key and felt a crystal tear roll down my cheek and onto my palm, covering the key in its salt and sorrow. When I looked up again, there was not darkness ahead but a door. A simple do
Death Diary (Entry 40)Death Diary (Entry 40) by ~GabrielRaven
The general Sun Tzu once said "All warfare is based on deception." Deceitful...that's a good way to describe War. He's unkind, unforgiving, and a very malicious animal...but he's also a clever bastard. I described Pestilence as a scientist, but War is more of an artist of some kind. I may despise him, but I certainly can't deny his efficiency. Of the other 3, I have interacted with him the most...and like the other 3, I can't stand him.
War goes by another name that few people think about. He is also known as Conflict. It's foolish to believe that the concept of war only applies to nations clashing. When you analyze the root of every great battle or war, you'll find Conflict at it's source. That conflict, is usually War working his magic. But if you asked him, he'd tell a totally different story. War prides himself on being a visionary. In his mind, humanity is violent...vicious...and feral. He knows that, given the right incentive, mankind will kill each other without hesi
Death Diary (Entry 39)Death Diary (Entry 39) by ~GabrielRaven
A couple of years ago, a heavy break out of swine flu struck a few towns in the United States. This outbreak was severe...so much so that it brought me along with it. I didn't think much of it as I walked into the emergency rooms to collect the souls within...until I saw who was inside. I should have realized who it was earlier of course...who else could it have been? Standing there in all of his despicable arrogance was none other than Pestilence.
I don't like Pestilence...of all the Horsemen, I detest him the most. True, Famine maybe disgusting and War maybe out of control and barbaric at times, but Pestilence is a twisted piece of filth. Oddly enough though, Pestilence hates me just as much. See, the other Horsemen see me as the end result of their games. When their fun is at an end, they know I'm going to show up. Pestilence doesn't see it that way. Rather, Pestilence views me as an obstacle to his experiments.
Pestilence likes to take the form of a middle aged ma
The Davidson's previewThe DavidsonsThe Davidson's preview by ~xmas45
By Jake Raines
In a nice suburb house outside of town there once was a family called the Davidsons and would you believe that they had one of the best jokes ever and always made and finds a way to make people laugh. The family was very pleasant and kind to the other neighbors even the ones that didn’t like them they live in a beautiful 4 bedroom 2 bathroom house and have an adorable cat name Mr. Jenkins who is a tuxedo cat
So here’s what their names and occupations are the man of the household Jerome Davidson the father of his three children and married to his beautiful wife he works as construction worker and works from anytime and on giving any day of the week to begin with and gets paid very handsomely. Dara Wendy Davidson is the mother of her three children and is married to her husband Jerome she works as a substitute teacher in one of her children’s school where she teaches mostly ever class as possible.
They both have three children of their own a
History Repeats ItselfA/N: Reading Alien Chapter 5 is necessary to see the connection.History Repeats Itself by .ShiyaHawk
Bullets jammed into and blew chunks out of the concrete column Emma was using as a shield. She spun around, popped two shots off, and rolled behind a car for cover.
"Damn it! Damn, damn, damn, damn it," Emma cursed. She was blinded by searing pain in her left shoulder. Five seconds of complete silence passed. She forcefully slowed her breathing and concentrated. The faster her heart pumped, the faster she would bleed out.
Something small clattered on the ground, resonating throughout the parking garage. She sprung up, no one there. Emma spun around and was sent flying by a punch to the face. The back of her head hit a side mirror hard. The man was already bounding for the pistol that was dropped on the floor.
Emma took this chance to tackle the man to the ground. An elbow smacked her in the nose. Once, twice, three times, and she loosened her grip enough to let the man escape. Tasting blood in he
RefinementRefinement, as Ravager named it, was not an easy process for Emma.Refinement by .ShiyaHawk
According to him, Emma was reckless, rough around the edges, took unnecessary risks, and was a disaster on two legs. She thought he was complimenting her until he began providing detailed reports after each job they completed, listing with exhausting accuracy the mistakes or risks she had taken. In her defense, every single job had been a success since she started.
"Powers and Cuvier's associates don't need the extra attention-"
"This isn't the Godfather, Grant. Everyone and their mother knows that Powers and Cuvier are in the splicing business together. Powers is funding Cuvier and in return Cuvier uses his creations to deal with the company heads that rival Powers' company. It also gives Powers some boosted security in his facilities. The various police departments generally stay out of the way if they want to keep getting their money. So there's nothing to worry about."
Grant Wilson deeply sighed as he pinch
Right Place, Right TimeIt's not always what you know, and as it turns out, it's not always who you know either. For Emma it was more like being at the right place at the right time on multiple occasions. It also meant having the stomach for the work.Right Place, Right Time by .ShiyaHawk
The first right place and time was growing up around the Justice League. For better or worse, witnessing all of the heroes and villains with varying ethical codes created a moral compass that left a lot of gray area in her own ethics, despite the various values her parents tried to instill within her. The only detriment she experienced to doing whatever she wanted was when she was caught. Even then, with anything from twenty to thirty heroes around at any one time, it was easy enough to stay under the radar while in the Metro or Watchtower. Dealing with the guilt became easier over time and she sought greater thrills the older she got.
Her life of crime had started at a young age, when she would sneak into the Watchtower's cafeteria and steal sweets and other ju
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