Fan Fiction
The Inquisitor's Sister
The lamp was beginning to burn low in Keeper Istimaethoriel's aravel. The dancing flame cast shadows on the walls of the large wagon. The walls were covered in bookcases filled with thick tomes. Some of the leather bound books had gold gilded elvhen script on the spines. There was a large table in the center of the wagon with even more books strewn across it. Some lay open within easy reach of the lone occupant, others were stacked in various piles.
By Shauna Holmes4 years ago in Fiction
Under Construction
As Saeon rung the doorbell to Sherry's apartment, he thought about how they would get out of New City without being found. He knew that by now, H.I.M. had his scouts combing the city, trying to find the transportation that he and Nessa had came in on. Now, as he heard Sherry asked him to identify, he gave the fake code that he used whenever he went out of his house secretly. As soon as the door opened, he entered the room looking for his Nessa and upon spotting her, he rushed to her and gathered her up into his arms and breathed a sigh of relief asking her if she was okay. After she assured him that she was okay, he then saw and acknowledged the others in the room. Ines made the introductions. "My beautiful daughter, Sherri, my eldest son, Mark, James, my third child and Kevin, my youngest." Saeon nodded to each one of them after the introduction and said, "I am very much in love with your mother, and I hope that you all are able to accept me as her husband. The boys rushed over to him and gave him a group hug and thanked him for saving her from Wizard, (Ines had told them everything). Sherri chimed in, "Our mother is very happy and we are grateful that you brought her to us. Without you we don't know if we would ever have seen her again, especially since our Uncle James passed away. Saeon was happy upon hearing this and quickly told them that they had to leave because the president's scouts were after him and he had to get back to his home so that it would not be discovered that he was not there. He asked the boys if they would take their mother to the building that the helicopter was on and watch her as she went inside. The boys agreed and after another all inclusive group hug Saeon left quickly and went back to his house as the boys took their mother and left with her in Mark's car to the address Saeon had given them.
By Nelly Black4 years ago in Fiction
Superhero
I grew up just like every other kid. I watched on T.V. as the Protectors saved the world countless times. Glacier, Superstrike, Starbeam and his wife Moonglow and of course the Almighty Alpha! I wanted to be one of them. I wanted to fight Ivan the Erector, Killbot, Masterman, Blaster, Dr. Sorrow. That's what I wanted to be when I grew up. That's what I told my parents and teachers.
By Tyrone Livingston4 years ago in Fiction
Smurf’s Zingaloo
Looking out of the glass door, my dog Smurf ponders, upon life or the smell beneath his feet. “What is out there waiting for me?” “Do we truly know what is beyond this invisible door?” “Why do my feet smell like rabbit pee?” I’m just a dog so they say, but is it wrong for me to believe I’m so much more than that. Hi sorry let me introduce myself. My name is Smurf Meeks and I believe everything stinks, but sometimes the unexpected thing can taste very good. You know like the poop squirrels leave behind that taste just like peanut butter, but it smells like your back side. Sorry to put it so harshly, but you humans make my nose turn up with the odors you have exploding out of your rear end. It’s okay sometimes I stink too.
By Tamyrria Meeks4 years ago in Fiction
The Fisher
My favorite memories of my childhood would without a doubt be the camping and fishing trips my family and I often went on. But one of those trips I will never forget. On this particular trip, it was just my Dad and I that would be going. It was on my tenth birthday. I remember how excited I was as my Dad and I packed the old jeep with all our camping and fishing gear. This was the first time that my Mom and sister would not be going. I probably reminded my Dad a hundred times before we left for this trip how this would be, "Just for us two guys trip".
By Christi Brannon4 years ago in Fiction
Mentally It Exists Visually Not
I half slept and half awake, hearing the sound of rain falling on the window of my room asking me to get up, my body all drenched in sweat and my mind refusing to get up. Sometimes we all land up into some different world in our dreams from where we don't want to get up or, even if we want to, somehow time stops.
By Rumzz Bajwa 4 years ago in Fiction
HE-MAN & THE MOTU CHAPTER #2 12/15/2021
HE-MAN: & THE MOTU CHAP. II - 12/14/2021 THE HALL OF WISDOM A view of The Hall of Wisdom - A grand, glorious, luminescent structure; before it are a pair of massive doors to the imposing eddifice.There is a humming sound heard from the other side.
By GARY MAZIN4 years ago in Fiction
