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Demonic Protector: A Comforting GestureShiona bolted awake, panting and drenched in a cold sweat. She looked around frantically, frightened she might still be in Baron's dungeon. A sigh of relief passed her lips when she spotted ShadowWing curled up near her head, trails of green smoke trailing from his nostrils as he slept.
Being as careful as to not awaken him, she got up from the couch and made her way to the bathroom. As she passed Beelzebub's room, she realized the door was ajar. Curiosity overcame her instinct to stay away and she peeked inside.
The room was unsettling dark but she was able to make out Beelzebub's silhouette lying on the bed.
A voice thick from sleep startled her. "Shiona?"
She stifled a shriek when Beelzebub sat up, his partially closed eyes gave off an eery white glow in the darkness.
Despite her wish to leave, she stepped inside. She had to use his eyes as a guiding light to ensure she did not trip on the bed.
Beelzebub patted an empty section of the bed next to him. "Sit."
She sat dow
Demonic Protector: Battle with BaronKatrina's home was a quaint little cottage in the middle of the nearby forest. She was an elderly demoness who had decided she liked being out in midst of trees than in the underground caverns with the rest of the Daekons, a neutral Clan consisting of a mixture of human-type and animal-type demons. They did not house any dragonoids or dragonettes as the Zhugoth Clan did.
Katrina was a kindly humanoid demoness with speckled grey skin, a mat of snow-white hair, dark grey eyes, and short claws. She normally wore long dresses with a black croqueted shawl.
"So, my dears, what is it that brings you here?" she inquired as she set down a tray with cups of tea on them.
"Just to visit." Beelzebub replied as he picked up a cup.
"I just had an itching for your tea, Auntie Katrina." ShadowWing said as he used his tail to lift the cup to his mouth.
Katrina smiled. "And to show me this pretty human friend of yours?"
Shiona blushed and looked down at her hands.
"Ah she's just my Charge," Beelzebub sai
Demonic Protector: A VisitorThe demon and his dragonette companion were conversing in his bedroom while Shiona busily cleaned up the kitchen.
"Why do you even care that you get more than fear from her?"
"I don't know. I just...a part of me hates to see someone in that state. I'm not completely heartless, you know."
ShadowWing shook his head. "I've never seen you this intent about anything before."
"Me either. I guess where I was so accustomed to Natalie's bubbly behavior..."
Her fear was quite delicious.
Her screams were just like little bells being shattered.
"Is Jukan bothering you again?" ShadowWing asked, noting the sudden snarl that had had creased Beelzebub's face.
"Feh. Just being a nuisance..."
It's just too fun to pick at your resolve.
"Since you're better, are we going out anytime soon?"
"Yeah, yeah. We can go out somewhere. Where did you have in mind?"
"Was thinking of a trip over to Auntie Katrina's...and perhaps to the mall for Shiona. She only has that one pair o
Demonic Protector: Learning HabitsBeelzebub slowly came awake, feeling stiff and sore. The numbing effect had worn off and his wounds screamed in agony as he moved. "Ugh." As his hand came up to be placed upon his head, he realized something was off. His skin felt more constricted in the areas of his wounds. "Eh...?"
Such a sweet little human. She babied you whilst you slept. Jukan sniggered.
"What?!" Beelzebub bolted upright, looking around wildly for Shiona. "Where in Hell are you, wretched little human?"
Shiona leapt up from her position. "I...h-here..."
"What in Hell you think you were doing?!"
She lowered her gaze, giving no verbal reply.
Beelzebub scraped his claws down his helmet in frustration. "Damned human."
"I told her to do so." ShadowWing piped up, having been awoken from his nap.
Shiona looked up at him in surprise, startled he would take the blame for her actions.
"You?! Why you little-!" He snatched up the little dragonette and started shaking him violently.
"Auck, let go!" He spat a glob of acid
Demonic Protector: IntroductionsBeelzebub stalked down the hallway, shoulders slumped and head low to show his disdain. Due to the numbing effects, he was oblivious to the trail of blood he was leaving behind in his wake.
Shiona followed at what she deemed to be a safe distance from the disgruntled and severely injured demon male. The vicious tail was flicking about lazily and she was concerned its blade would inflict damage upon her if she strayed too close.
The hall was surprisingly devoid of other signs of life. Matriarch Lasandra had ensured that no one would stray in to the passage while Beelzebub was still present in Zhugoth territory. Mostly to prevent any questioning of him and to not frighten Shiona. Humans were not an every-day sight for any of the Zhugoth demons and their curiosity would get the better of them.
It only took a short time for the pair to reach the room that held the Zhugoth Clan’s Portal. A large swirling oval of crackling reddish-blue energy flanked by tall pillars with olden runic wo
Demonic Protector: The MissionDemons have always been thought of as myth, a tale told to young children to frighten them into behaving. But sometimes, myths turn out to be reality.
Two such creatures were fighting in a room carved from the very rock of the earth.
One was a female humanoid with skin the color of an amethyst, garbed in a flowing and elaborately designed dress of blue and gold that hid most of her body, including her feet. Her deeply riveted ashen horns curled gracefully from her temples to form an arch, from which hung a large crystal by chains of gold only inches from her swirling mass of violet hair. Her lavender eyes, filled with disdain, surveyed the male bent double before her. Crimson blood dripped from her talons to pool upon the stone floor.
The male was also a humanoid, but his skin was a dusty purple rather than amethyst. Garbed in a white muscle shirt, a black bomber jacket and black pants; they were less than, regal tattered and speckled in blood and scorch marks. A tail the length of his
Komodo Part 8Komodo's eyes flickered open as muffled sounds seeped in to her ears. As she came awake, she realized that there was a heavy sensation on her legs. She lifted her head slightly to find Beelzebumon sitting at the other end of the couch.
Rather than moving her legs up so he could sit down, he had placed them across his own and was using them to rest his arms on as he played his video game.
She furrowed her brows slightly. Explains the strange sensations on my legs...but why?
The Digimon cast her a sideways glance. "'Ey there, sleepyhead. Ya sleep all right? Sorry 'bout yer legs, but they were in the way."
"You could have just pushed them over. I wouldn't have minded."
"Nah, wouldn't been nice of me to do that."
Komodo smiled slightly. "If you say so. Could I um...have my legs back?"
"Eh? Oh, sure." He raised his arms up off her legs.
Komodo slowly and gingerly removed her legs, pulling them up to her body. She sighed softly in relief as feeling came flooding back in to them. "Than
Komodo Part 7Komodo stood in front of a large brick building with glass windows that took up a large portion of the side facing her. A sign above the door read in embedded platinum silver letters: Silver Fox, with a silhouette of a fox wrapping around the letters.
She looked up at Beelzebumon with a puzzled expression. "A bar?"
"Er. Sorta. Ya don't mind do ya? Don't have'ta go in."
"Oh, that's all right. Just...you'll protect me from any weird guys, right?"
"'Course I will! So much as give ya a wrong look and I'll have 'em strung up by their shoelaces. And if they ain't got them, anythin' else that'll work." He gave her a reassuring grin.
She smiled. "Okay."
Beelzebumon opened the doorway to allow her inside first, then shut it behind him.
Inside the lights were dimmed to half of the lights' power for a reason that was foreign to Komodo. The air was humid and filled with smoke and the smell of alcohol.
Komodo made her way towards the long bar opposite the door, Beelzebumon following close behind he
Komodo Part 6Komodo went out the next morning after she woke herself up completely, got dressed, and checked to see if Beelzebumon was still asleep.
The streets were nearly empty with how early it was, making it easier for the young woman to make her way to one of the nearby clothing stores. She had to duck into an alleyway when she spotted Kaden and his small gang across the street. He seemed to be out searching for her. The thought made her blood chill in her veins and her heart nearly stop. She hurried to the store once he and his gang were out of sight.
It took over an hour with the help of one of the employees to finally decide on an outfit that was not overly dressy but not too casual: the first was a shirt with a green gradient, starting with a pastel green at the collar and shoulders, a deeper and slightly brighter green from the top of the bust to the top of the hips and the remaining a deep, emerald shade. The accordion-plated sleeves followed the same gradient. The next was a pair of nav
Notes on Cornelius as a ShapeshifterA reminder. Cornelius was originally human. He ran afoul of a form-destroying virus which malfunctioned, mutating his body into a genetic hodgepodge of all former hosts of the virus, including himself. Although he's now apparently a monster thing, the virus left his original code intact. Each of his cells contain double DNA strands, one human and one glatni. He's able to express either set at will. But there are lots of catches.
Just keep in mind that 'unshifted', 'normal', 'actual' Cornelius is glatni, 'shapeshifted' Cornelius is human.
By definition, anything 'magical' that happens in the Network works in conjunction with the nearby dimension, which has different physics. In Cornelius' case, this foots the bill for his change in mass. When he transforms, his shifting field (an area around him pushed drastically nearer the other dimension, temporarily allowing crazy things like all your cells changing at once without killing you) yanks/pushes a whole load of extra matter into/out o
Reader x KnB: Holiday job Chapter 15
Author's note: I'm finally back from my school trip. Oh man, I have such a big jet lag. You can't imagine.
f/n = first name
l/n = last name
e/c = eye color
h/c = hair color
f/c = favourite color
The next day
After Kise’s statement about the picture I couldn’t sleep at all. Probably because I threw my pillow at the door right after he left and I wasn’t able to get it back.
Taking my crutches I make my way over to the bathroom to fulfil my morning duties. It’s kind of fascinating how inventive I am when I’m handicapped.
I want to take a shower, but I can’t stand on my own and I don’t want to take my crutches into the shower. That’s why I place myself in the shower, so I sit with the most part of my body in it and only my injured leg is looking out.
After the complicated shower I dress into an oversized (_f/c_) pullover, which is going till down to my knees. So it’s like a dress.
Not wasting time to look for shoes, because I can only w
Mindy Marvel Data File - Steel City
Name: Mindy Marvel
Alter-Ego: Melinda Bridget Crane
Marital Status: Married (2nd Lt. John Crane, United States Army)
Dr. Richard Doherty (father)
Karen Doherty (mother)
Michael Doherty (younger brother)
Dr. Sabrina (Brie) Doherty (aunt)
Current Occupation: Paralegal, Poole & Schmidt LLC; Student, Steel City Law School
Eyes: Green (as Melinda Crane) Electric Blue (as Mindy Marvel)
Hometown: Hill Valley
Base of Operations: Steel City
Alignment: Lawful Good
Mindy is able to tap into the Earth's natural electrical field and is the source of her powers which include:
Enhanced Physical Abilities
Superhuman Strength: Mindy is able to lift up to 5 tons
Superhuman Speed: 25 mph jogging, 50 mph running, 100 mph sprinting
Superhuman Stamina: Mindy's musculature produces less fatigue toxins during physical activity than the musculature of an ordinary human. She can physically exert herself at peak capacity for se
Death Battle Arena: Godzilla
DEATH BATTLE ARENA
Age: Over 65 million years
Race: Mutated Godzillasaurus
Title: The King of Monsters
Bio: Deep in the depths of the ocean, an ancient beast lay dormant. Then its peace was disrupted by the testing of atomic weapons and it burst from the shorelines of Japan. It was known to them as “Gojira”, and to Americans as “Godzilla”. Wherever the beast goes, destruction is sure to follow. Many a man made machine, ancient beast, alien creature, and advanced cyborg have joined the buildings and corpses that Godzilla has left in his path of destruction. Yet at the same time, he is simultaneously a destroyer and a protector of Earth.
How to reach…
Godzilla is a boss character that can only be reached by defeating Arcade Mode on the “HARD” difficulty setting. The conditions are that the player must not use a Continue and perform at least th
I Cared More Than You Thought (Dan's Backstory)Dan followed Katharine through the dense forest, following the path they took everyday to the mines. He looked around at the scenery surrounding them which included a variety of tall trees, bushy plants, and tall grass. His nine-year-old mind was captivated with nature and creatures.
However, he was not very fond of deer or bunnies or dogs. He rather found happiness from the opposite.
Dan kneeled down as a small, green snake slithered out from a patch of rocks. Swiftly, he picked it up and held the serpent near the head so it could not turn and bite him.
"Hi there..." he said as he stood up. "I'm Daniel." he smiled.
The snake squirmed a bit, and Dan watched it.
He was very fond of the cold-blooded. Reptiles were his favorite animals. He was teased for it back at the camp, but he didn't mind. He captured lizards and snakes whenever he wanted, and he hid them from their leader.
"Daniel!" Katharine screamed and stormed over to him. "Do you want us to get another penalty!?" she snapp
Fur alle Ewigkeit, Motherfucker Emerson returned to the location in zone one that he had been at the night before, standing in the corridor with his gaze focused on the door he knew Snow had been frozen to.
“Massacre Madness! Tristan Marshall Day! I have come to finish what I started three days ago and will reclaim the one you have stolen from me!” His eye began to twitch slightly as he scowled, “COME OUT HERE SO I CAN EVEN UP THE PRETTY FACE OF YOURS!”
There was complete silence, which was soon broken by the faint sounds of familiar cracking. Frost and ice crawled slowly across the walls towards Emerson from each sides of the corridor; icicles slowly jutted down from the ceiling, followed by the sounds of metal clanking.
“I do not think that is wise,” Snow said softly, stepping out from the darkness opposite to the door he was in the previous night. His cold, dead eye
Dan helped Aleks take his steps towards Luna's child, Gary. She was helping him as well, for both toddlers had just started to take their first few steps. Aleks hiccuped as he reached Gary, and Gary fluttered his wings before leaning forward in the lost of balance. Gary flailed his arms and hit Aleks, causing both of them to fall back.
Aleks was the first to start crying.
Dan stared at him and sighed. "What a drama queen..." he chuckled. Icee came to his side and smiled.
Gary stared at Aleks before staring at the ground and plucking a daisy. He held it out to the wailing toddler.
Aleks continued crying before looking at the flower. He sniffled and took it before nibbling on it, quieting down. Gary smiled and clapped his hands before fluttering his wings.
HoD Sky smiled at them. "At least they're getting along..." he said.
Luna nodded. "They're so cute together." she agreed.
Aleks continued chewing on the flower before putting his hand on Gary's face. Gary flai
Vukar Sub-Species: Montana steppe
This sub-species is available for anyone to make after completing the application process.
Scientific name: Homo luveceranisus veloxpedes
Average Weight: 5,500-6,200 lb.
Average Height: 5-6.5 ft.
Coat Colors: Most commonly come in colors seen in popular dog breeds (especially border collies) but may come in other colors and patterns as well.
Litter Size: 1-5 pups
Place of Origin: Montana
Vocalizations: They are more prone to canine vocalizations and may howl more often than other sub-species. They will still whoop in place of howling, however.
Montana steppe vukar were the first sub-species created after the colossi. Highly versatile and extremely work oriented, the steppes were the most popular sub-species of all the vukar. In captivity, steppes were the most
A thousand years of Sonic 32A thousand years of Sonic 32
To remember a dream
Alice was on her throne she looked around she seances someone coming. Then she heard the front doors of the castle slam open, she quickly got up and made a big thin wall of ice. She waited for a moment and saw a few figures on the other side then she notice the ice was turning red and it exploded. Alice took a few steps back, "Alice it has been a long time" said Mephiles, Alice created a hard ice ball and threw it at them, Nightclaw grabbed the ice ball and melted it in his hands. "Enough games Alice we know the reason you made winter early" said Mephiles, "Hmph!" Alice showed them no fear. "Listen carefully we know it's because of Persephone so drop the act" said Mephiles, Alice stayed silent. Mephiles started to laugh, "Well I must say that was a cunning move but it won't work, your only going to give us more time and chances on getting the chaos emeralds" said
Valenthia BioName: Valenthia
Position: Elite Soldier
Hair Type/Color: to shoulders, wavy, midnight blue
Eye Type/Color: slitted frosty blue with dark blue around pupils
Skin Type/Color: Clouded leopard scheme, main body midnight blue with light blue-grey spots, scales so there is no other hair than on her head
Disposition/Personality: usually calm, self-controlled, hard-core fighter
Normal Clothing: Black pants with bluish-white sleeveless shirt, black high heeled boots that lace up on the sides, and a black coat that ends at her ankles
Wings: Retractable, bat-like that are length of body
Horns: frilled behind ears
Tail: slender with spikes running up to base, tip is webbed
Type: Human Dragon
Soul Flame: small dark blue dragon
Weapon(s): claws, ice breath, tail, Ice Bow, Sword
Power(s): Can create freezing fog, Ice Bow and Swords
Weakness(es): Any type of heat, intense fire causing frost on scales to melt and h
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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