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Demonic Protector: ConsequencesThe next morning Shiona was startled awake by a knock at the door. She went to the door, then shied away.
ShadowWing rustled his wings. "Wait a moment. I'll get Beelzebub." He flitted from the room.
Shiona patted on Seth's head when the Hound whined, having been awoken from his slumber.
Beelzebub walked in to the room a few moments later without a shirt, grumbling darkly under his breath.
Shiona blushed at seeing the demon and averted her eyes towards the Hound.
"Ohhh, shit!" Beelzebub gasped when he checked through the peephole.
"Who is it?"
"Matriarch Lasandra is here?!"
Beelzebub quickly threw open the door to reveal a woman in her late forties with flowing caramel colored hair and emerald green eyes. She was dressed in a long light peach dress and sandals.
"May I come in?"
"Of course..." He backed away to allow her inside.
The moment she stepped through, her form reverted to her demon one. The sandals were a well-thought out addition and d
Demonic Protector: Few Answers GivenBeelzebub awoke abruptly, a piercing howl echoing in his mind. He looked around to find that he was alone on the couch, even the living room was deserted.
Another howl brought him to his feet and down the hallway to investigate the source of the noise.
The Hellhound lay on the bathroom floor with Shiona sitting beside it. ShadowWing was perched on her shoulder as he instructed her on the use of the medicine she was applying to its burn wounds.
The injured Hound whined and howled each time the human female applied pressure with the washcloth.
"What in Hell are you doin' to it?" Beelzebub inquired, his hands clasped firmly over his ears to drive away the cries.
"We're just applying medicine, its being such a baby." ShadowWing replied, shaking his head.
"Can't Shiona just numb it enough to do this or what?"
Shiona shook her head.
"She doesn't have the strength to do so."
"Great..." He swiveled his head when a knocking sound cut in through the Hound's howling. "Oh, even better!" he grumble
Demonic Protector: Jukan's AppearanceBeelzebub lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. He had been having an internal conflict with Jukan. The past few days the barrier that locked the Ghoul away within a corner of the demon's mind had been weakening.
Not much longer...
You better freakin' stay in there!
Oh-ho! But we both know you can't keep me in forever. It will be just like last time...
No it won't. I can keep you in there, I will!
Your precious little Shiona shall be mine.
She isn't mine.
Might as well be. We both know your heart has already decided.
Bastard, leave me be.
Never ever. You're stuck with me till death do we part. he snickered. Well, your death more than mine, of course.
And just what do you suppose you'll do if I die? I have no heirs for you to run to.
Hrm. Oh, I'll find another host, of course.
Jukan remained silent.
Beelzebub laughed aloud. He knew for certain with his death, the Ghoul would also cease to exist.
He turned his head at the wavering voice. "Yes, S
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
Essence of Hyde - Addendum 1Samples of Hyde
'Bomber' Hyde - Mindset: Predator - Though she appears as a young teen, this spunky troublemaker was once a military explosive specialist with an uncomfortable fascination with fire. Unburdened by restraints, she gladly use her talents to help insurance scams and property seizure through a massive helping of explosions. She uses the money to fuel her other indulgences and is prone to play with lighters to alleviate her desire to burn and explode stuff.'Driver' Hyde - Mindset: Predator - A Hyde that is an adrenaline junkie, he finds the greatest satisfaction when he feels the thrill of intense speed in vehicles. Participating in illegal street races have been a welcome outlet to fulfill this desire and taste other sweet indulgences. He also finds it particularly thrilling to do transportation jobs too if only for the fun it brings even if that fun might not be what his employee d
Volcanion ReportVolcanion (the Steam Pokemon) is a legendary Fire/Water-type Pokemon found in the high mountains of the Kalos region. Defying the laws of nature itself in both life and abilities, Volcanion are powerful beasts that can more than bring the powers of fire and water to a crashing crescendo in any fight. They might not be the fastest beasts on four legs, but you would be better off leaving them alone, lest you end up with a scalding stream of water being blasted full force into your face!
Volcanion are walking biological contradictions and are duly noted as the only Pokemon that can possess the natural attributes of both the Fire and Water-types as a result of their extremely bizarre and complex anatomy. From what can be told from the few encounters that have been made with these animals, it seems that they are most likely mammals with a thick armored hide that protects well against physical attacks, which is a good thing because the inside of them could almost be conside
Furvus Wolf: Tackling the IssuesFurs gathered around the roof of the police department as Furvus rolled his massive shoulders a few times and grunted, pepping himself up wearing a dark blue tank top with POLICE written across its front in bold white letters and grey shorts. He also placed on black lifting gloves to his paws. Among the furs in the crowd were Michelle, Paul Henry, DJ and some of Paul Henry’s friends.
Sam elbowed Paul Henry in the mid section. “Do you think your dad can really pull this off?” Paul Henry nodded. “He’ll do so and more…go get it dad!” Furvus nodded and gave a thumbs up motion to Paul Henry as another officer with a mic called out. “Who’s ready for this lift for charity? The mighty Furvus Wolf will attempt to lift our police helicopter in a feat of unbelievable strength…wolf vs. machine…muscle to metal!” The crowd cheered as the news cameras rolled. Furvus stood in f
CreepyPasta: Ms. MidnightI was the type of person, who would ALWAYS take advice, no matter what it was. I always wanted to be the best that I could, make the right decisions, make as less mistakes as I could. Just because I didn't want to upset anyone.. When I was a young teenager, my mother always had conversations about me with boys.. And I strangely remember them all, I never actually thought about it at the time, but my mother would always nag and nag at me about it. 'Dont ever let a man control you Liza!! You are your own person, and no one else can make decisions for you!!' She always brought them up so randomly.. I honestly didn't ever pay any attention to her when she blabbered on, and on. But.. I remember. And when I think back to it, I really wish I would have...
I was about 18 years old, just started collage not too long ago. I was always extremely focused on getting good grades, so friends, and relationships came last. I was never really good at making friends anyway. There was a boy, wasn't anythi
R+V: A Confession and a Vampire: Reboot: Ch. 37
Rosario + Vampire "A Confession and a Vampire: Reboot"
Chapter 37 "Tamiko's Big Day Out"
Based upon characters created by Akihisa Ikeda.
Original idea and story written by Gamera68.
Pairing: the real Moka Akashiya and Tsukune Aono
Alternate Reality, set after the events of the now-finished manga series.
Drama / Comedy / Slice-of-life
Moka and Tsukune are 19 years old.
A/N: Please read!
I'd like to thank everyone who wrote reviews for the previous chapter (Little Girl Lost) and who also voted on which direction to go for this chapter, which will cover the shopping trip since Tamiko needs clothing and whatnot. Please read and review. Thank you!
My OC Tamiko (Akasha) Aono belongs exclusively to me and cannot be used or borrowed in any way, shape or form. The same goes for any plots or story lines. I have seen a few, other, writers 'borrow' ideas from me again recently, even though I have asked them not to.
I know coming up with original ideas is not easy. But if you're go
First impression - StVillians Academy
First Time of Home, I wasn't aloud to go outside my House because you see I'm not like the other kids.
My name is Rosa, I'm 10 years old and I'm a Haunted Doll, at lest that's what my parents said I was. I live with them and my sister Julie. I don't remenber what happend for me to be this "thing" the only things I know is that my parents found my like this.
Has I grew up they noticed that I had some sorth of powers or speciels abilities and they didn't know how to teach me to control them so they thought it was best for me to go and stay in the StVillians-Academy .
When I arrived I wasn't sure if they wanted me there, afther all I was a no-face hanted doll.
As I was walking toward the building I saw alot for diferente people.
I was amaze at the guards out side the building they look scary so I thought they wouldn't find me too scary.
Rosa: Mr.Big Guy Could you tell me where's the Principal of the Academy ?
Slayer: Hum ? *looks down* Aren't you too young to be here little girl ? *grin*
Creepypasta the Fighters: Pirate Percy
Bio: Pirate Percy, or "Prowler Percy" as he was called in the show's pilot episode, is a marionette from the 1970's "TV series" (that's in quotes since the show itself is just mad kids observing static for a half-hour) Candle Cove. He is the pirate courier and scout for the Laughingstock. He has the head of a porcelain baby doll with a cracked left eye, red hair, and many ragged and lost parts of old dolls. He is the most cowardly of the crew. Despite that, he's careful and analytical as well as holding a big contempt with the crew. Whenever there's something dark and/or scary with treasure he has to check out, the ship, Ms. Laughingstock, always said to him, "You have...to go...INSIDE!"
Powers/Weapons: Pirate Percy has a knife which he might stab his crewmates with in constant usual fear. He also has a little wooden flute which he's talented at unlike the piano, which somehow saved his crewmates of the Laughingstock in the episode "Percy Plays Piano". He even happens to have a dark si
star the bat oc profile
credit for the lay out for sonic oc profile
credit goes to RoxyTH :iconroxyth: & DatAwesomeKrys :icondatawesomekrys: for the art
:iconblazetheomegafan: for the art too
my oc star the bat dont steal
• Name: Star the bat
• Nickname(s): stary
• Age: 17
• Birthday: October 20th
• Species: bat
• Gender: female
• Orientation: straight
• Status: single
• Occupation: doesnt have one
• Theme Song: N/A
• Eye Color:red
• Fur Color(s):a dark type of purple mixed with some pink
• Body Type:normal
Powers, Weaknesses, etc.:
• Abilities:able to screec
Epic Blades: Exclusive Guest Fighters
TABLES OF CONTENT:
Link (Wii U)Kratos (PS4)Master Chief (Xbox One)
Link (Wii U)
from Legend of Zelda
Link is a title given to an ongoing legacy of Heroes of Time. With every Link, he will wield the Triforce of Courage in a battle against such evil forces as Ganondorf, Zant and Ghirahim. This Link is about to embark on a quest to defeat the demon prince Belial and save the balance of the universes.
Hero's Bow: Link shoots an arrow at his opponent.Gale Boomerang: He throws said boomerang at his opponent.Spin Attack: He twirls around with his sword extended, slashing his opponent.Bomb: He throws a bomb at his opponent.Hookshot: He grapples onto his opponent with the hook shot and reals him/her towards himself. Oh yeah, and he says, "Get over here!" as he does this.
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
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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