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Kaiju Gods: the storm of war gathersThe battle had been brutal, but the combined efforts of Sasini and Sabi finally managed to down the unstoppable Trotus.
As the Hunter gathered the resolve to attack the Kaiju God secret weak spot to finish him once and for all, Sabi asked him to wait. From the many wounds of their fallen brother a pitch black ichor managed to pour. The moment it touched the ground, it evaporated in a noxious cloud.
When the stream stopped, they slowly got closer to Trotus to check. Not only he wasn’t dead, he began regenerating and regaining consciousness.
From what he told them, Sabi was able to piece together what had happened to him. Someone had tried to possess Trotus, and impossible as it seemed (with them believed to be extinct) the plan fitted the Leechers like a glove. The Keeper of the Coasts proved to have too strong of a willpower for them to take full control of his actions, but what other cards could they keep on their sleeve?
The three Kaiju Gods rushed (as fast as they could carry
Kaiju Gods: The SettingAfter the Xenobionta War ended and the Leechers were defeated, the future of Mahtel'ha, the Source of Life, was saved.
The sentient core of the planet asked the surviving Xenobionta to become its wardens. With all the energy of the Spirits at their disposal, they were able to push their powers over their limits, becoming walking avatars of nature.
The Wardens still interacted between them in their human forms, and as time passed they also mated, giving birth to more pure new generations of hybrid Xenobionta.
One hundred years later, only a handful of them remained. They had wide powers and forms across the animal realm, resulting in unique mixes. They towered above the native life forms with their colossal size, and their might could shape the very earth.
Each one of them had developed a role fitting their god-like abilities, acting like a sentient force of nature and keeping the balance of such a complex biosphere. They acted with the deep wisdom of the combined instincts inside them,
Xenobionta: final chapterTwo years latter. So many lost friends it was painful to count. Bravery and determination far beyond the calling of an army of voluntaries who had never seen war.
At last, they were in front of the last bump on their path. In Mahtel'ha, the remaining Leechers had gathered to make their last stand. In the same focus of their power source, they strength multiplied manyfold. Not just that, but the Leechers began taking the rebel Xenobionta bodies for themselves.
Realizing they had been used, Iron Jaw, the chondricthyan Xenobionta stepped from their ranks and run toward Wise Wind.
"I killed many. I became a daemon",he began shouting. "But only you could see any remains of good in me. If you can forgive me even one bit, don't let them take me. For as much of a monster I have been, I want to live as a human!"
Without saying a word, WW transformed and leapt just in front of him, fast as a lighting bolt. Placing a gentle paw on Iron Jaw shoulder, he leaned toward him.
"The Spirits had already
Xenobionta-chapter 4Xenobionta chapter 4
In a near galaxy to ours, four unique planets orbited were home for a sentient civilization, so alien to us it defied uderstanding.. Not a single one of them was like the others, each one with a different morphology shaped by their only and all-powerful technology: bioengineering. They had a complete, instinctive understanting of living beings biology to the mollecular level, and their experiments were powered by a bizarre source.
The core of all their four planets had a certain cristaline configuration that made them emit pulses which allowed the physics defying conversion of energy into matter. Some low intensity, long wave length pulses happened once in an eon, making it easier for life to originate in the far places they reached.
The most frequent emissions were exploited by the Inceptors to fuel their biological creations, but for that they had to build extensive industrial facilities on the planets' surface. As it involved clearing the rich, flo
Xenobionta-Chapter 3Xenobionta chapter 3
The Xenobionta Council
More than one thousand people from all over the world had gathered in the meeting point when the Council began.
A big camp had been assembled, with enough facilities for the attending crowd, and everyone settled on small cottages.
Most Xenobionta had just discovered their condition, and had little or no control over their transformations and the corresponding powers. Some of them had travelled to the Council in groups, following an experienced, notorious Xenobionta user.
Wise Wind arrived with a small entourage of students, who stablished contact with him after he published his letter. Meanwhile, circles formed around Guerrero Emplumado as he crossed the camp, with people in awe of his deeds. The opposite could be said about Sean "Iron Jaw", as enough people had seen on TV his terrific accident, or heard rumours about a shark-like monster misteriously attacking people across the United States. They lowered their heads and subtly go
Xenobionta-Chapter 2The Other Path ( letter)
I'm writing for everyone who has felt the calling from the Other Path. My name is Wise Wind, and I have always sensed foreign forces trying to manifest through me. In order to understand them I followed the teachings from the shamans. They couldn't answer my questions, for those spirits were tangible, unlike the ones they knew. But I managed to get in peace with them and welcomed them inside myself.
Three years ago answers about the Other Path reached me, coming from science. I saw what had entered into my body from a different light. I also understood it could also happen to more human beings, and they could be in danger if they didn't learn to coexist with it.
So I started a long journey all around the world, looking for my new kind, the Lonely Walkers of the Path. I found more of them than I had thought, and not every one of them was willing to hear me.
Some of them tried to hide their condition for fear or shame. Others, as I had done before, searched for a
Experiments ~ Chapter 17“Kylie!” That shrill, desperate voice was all but welcoming for once in Kylie’s life. One minute, she had been in the back of an armed vehicle, bouncing down an eerily empty avenue, and the next, everything had been black. Lastly she was in an all-too-bright room, squinting at bold fluorescent rectangles that complemented the tiled ceiling high above. But the ceiling was closer now – no, it went up again – oh, dizziness. The room was about the size of their old apartment, but with less furniture that was all black. There were two twin beds with black metal headboards in the right corner with pale curtains much like those in hospital rooms to surround them, and one nightstand between the two. A door nearby the foot of one bed indicated that shielded a fully functioning bathroom. On the wall opposite the beds, there was a dresser, and adjacent to the dresser was where Kylie was. The left side of the room had a small kitchen complete with shiny applian
The Magic ShowKristen Sanderson was a 16-year-old sophomore soccer girl. She had wavy brown hair that descended to her shoulders and two soft brown eyes. Kristen had always been skeptical towards things such as the Loch Ness Monster, Bigfoot, and magic. However, her opinion of the latter was about to be changed forever along with her life...
Kristen took a seat at the Soccer Banquet with her friends Emma, who had blond hair tied into a braid and light blue eyes, Peyton, who had straight blond hair that fell to a little past her shoulders, Claire, who had long red hair and soft hazel eyes, and her date, Jordan, who had neat, combed over blond hair.
The entertainment at the Soccer Banquet would be provided in a magic show.
"Magic is so fake it's not even cool." Kristen remarked as she unlocked her phone to check her Twitter.
"Just because its fake doesn't mean it can't be cool." Jordan said
"Yeah" added Claire "I can figure out how most of this crap is done but I still like appreciat
A New Mermaid's New Found Freedom“What am I supposed to do dad? Live in some kind of sewer?” spat Christina Smith to her father James as she stormed out of the front door, turning towards her dad who stood at the door. Christina stood at a modest 5’ 2”, yet she was a stunning young 22 year old woman. Her small but athletic build, coupled with a C-cup bust size, curvaceous hips, long strawberry red hair that reached down to her hips, and deep ice blue eyes would have caused any guy to drool over her as if she was his next Aphrodite incarnate goddess.
Her dad, a tall 6’ 4”, slightly overweight red headed man was more concerned with what people in his church thought of him over his daughter’s happiness and feelings. “How dare you Christina! I’m supposed to look after until you can get a husband so he can look after you instead of me. “
“That is such a sexist statement dad. Don’t you get it; I don’t want to b
(Bucky x reader) NightmareSummary: set after the events of The Winter Soldier (so there may be spoilers) Bucky has remembered his past and is living in your (an ex S.H.I.E.L.D agent) house (he has yet to find or tell Steve). A rouge Hydra agent breaks into your house. Bucky comforts you afterwards and he gets a haircut. Warning: may include fluff.
You hear the door open and close. So you call out.
“Bucky is that you?” you wait for an answer. No one answers and you hear footsteps along the corridor. You grab the gun Bucky made you have on your person at all times –you silently thank him for that even if you did protest at the idea- you creep along to the door silently. You crouch and lean round the door frame pointing the gun in front of you. You look up to the face of the intruder and find it is some man who you have never seen before. You stand and face him keeping the gun trained on him.
“Who are y
FireClan Assignment: The Plague"Kindlestar? Kindlestar wake up."
An echoing, almost ethereal voice kept ringing inside Kindlestar's head as she lay on the ground on her side, not quite sure how she had gotten there. The last thing the ginger she cat remembered was struggling to keep up with Redsun, the wound the fox had given her when it had bit her neck piercing a vein, making blood gush out until she felt feint and blacked out. Was it Redsun who was now trying to wake her up? No... that wasn't right, the voice that was now trying to wake her up was not Redsun's. Gingerly opening one eye, the first thing that caught her attention was that she was no longer in FireClan's rocky terrain, but instead what could only be described as a starry sky, mist surrounding her, fogging up her view.
"Ah... you're awake now. I'm glad," the voice said again.
Ears perking up, Kindlestar turned towards the source of the voice, and her jaw dropped in surprise at the sight. A tom only slightl
Blue Exorcist FF: Two Breath's Walking - Chapter 4
You woke up the next morning ti a shinning sun. You squirmed slightly, your body feeling restrained as you tried to turn and move around the sheets. You opened your eyes slowly, rubbing them until your vision came too. You noticed Rin's arm across your waist and his face close to yours. He looked so peaceful when he wasn't awake and yelling at everything that was within his view.
You didn't notice yourself staring at him as he continued catching a few Z's. His jet black hair had been tattered up from the reoccurring bed rolls of the night. While you were sleeping, you could hardly tell he was with you in that same bed. You unconsciously lifted up a hand to run your fingers through his hair. THen you stopped just inches away.
The fuck am I even doing!? Snap out of it, __________!
You sat up, Rin's arm moving as you motioned upward. You looked around the room before trying ti figure out how to get out of bed. You were closest to the wall, so trying to find a way out seemed impossi
Kim's Big HitWith a flash of light she arrived. Kim Paler opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. It did no take long in the janitorial closet she had appeared in.
"Not my most impressive entrance, but necessary." She said with a smirk.
She examined the wall to her right, finding the precise spot she wanted. One of her cybernetic legs reached forth and cut through the wall, exposing a junction box. Once it was pried open it was a simple matter to attach a device that would filter some of the security sensors, making her nearly invisible.
Years of planning went into this operation. Stranger Industries was one of the top tech developers in the world, which made its labs one of the biggest prizes to raid. It also made it one of the hardest of targets to hit, with it having the best of security systems. A lot of research went into learning what kind of systems it had in place. Researching building schematics, where access points could be found,
11th/Reader Regeneration"Its okay, I'm going to let you die here anyway."The voice boomed, your back arched and your lungs collasped.
"And do you know what you've done, you've taken my girl from her home, and she is very angry, all this time your Master, and you didn't think of her, because she isn't just a human, she is a time lady."The Doctor hissed, taking the Master by the collar and pulling him forward.
You felt a relief as you gained strength on your feet, your eyes illuminating with yellow and gold and orange.
Suddenly, you saw the man who had taken you away and butchered you, and red alert was flashing.
"Finish him girl."He spoke, seeing you stretch out your arms and blast the man out of sight.
"Puny timelord."You groaned, falling to the floor.
"I got to regenerate now eh?"You sighed, wobbling.
He nodded and felt a tear fall onto his cheek, you wiped it and stood straight, and you saw stars.
"It all ends before you know it, like...the heat radiating off a bath before it going to tour natural body heat
The Sixth Clan Chapt.14 "You want this?" Hollypaw tossed a half-eaten mouse towards Oddpaw. "I'm stuffed".
Oddpaw sniffed the mouse. She didn't feel like eating, but took a bite anyway. She was exhausted after spending the majority of the day hunting her paws off with Ivypool, but she managed to catch her first proper prey: a small squirrel. The catch was difficult, hence the surrounding of trees in the clearing, but she managed to claw the squirrel before it could reach the safety of an oak tree. Now it was getting late, she only had a short amount of time to eat and chill before the first stars would appear.
The thorn barrier rustled as Squirrelflight emerged with Rosepetal, Bumblestripe and Dewpaw behind her tail. Hollypaw flicked her tail with amusement. "That's quite a lot of prey they caught!" She nodded at a rabbit dangling from Squirrelflight's jaws. Then she frowned. "Squirrelflight doesn't look very happy", she commented as the dark ginger padded towar
Xenobionta- The rulesThe following names can be used interchangeably: Xenobionta, Xenobionta user, Lonely Walker
1- Each Lonely Walker carry genes from all the animals in a group, ranging from a family( f.e. Felidae, the cats) to a phylum (f.e Mollusca, the moluscs).
2- Those animals can't be extinct (because the virus can only collect DNA from living animals). However, if an extant animal is a direct relative to an extinct group, the Xenobionta bearer can try to replicate their characters.
3- The animals can be from other imaginary populated planets, but the host must be a native intelligent species.
4- The maximum size allowed in a transformation is the one of the biggest species included. If the animals are smaller than a human the maximum is his base size.
5- The matter excess in transformation comes from a reverse energy-matter conversion powered by unknown cosmic radiations.
6- The Xenobionta with more simple development types have more plasticity than the most complex. For example, invertebrate-base
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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