Short Story : A Short Chapter : Chapter 1

Lifty huffed, snuffing his cough back into his throat as he chucked Petunia into his bedroom.

“I see, so this is what you meant by engineered for a purpose?” asked Aella.

“I need to improve my skills in manipulating and forming reishi into objects other than a bow and arrow. Ise can throw kidō spells for me to deconstruct and you can fight me and push me to protect myself,” Naoko explained.

"I don't know, are you sure this is a good idea?" Raising an eyebrow, I was a little skeptical.

“It helps if you lick it. Now, give me your tongue. It won’t bite,” Min-jun said with playful innocence.

She stepped forward, but Byron wagged his finger. "Ah. Ah. Ah." He disciplined, and then CJ was stunned. A tiny flame rose from that finger, it was a ball of fire. Seeing this made her back up.

“That’s a secret for now, Mr. Anderson,” she happily explained, putting a slender finger over her mouth. “You’ll find out in the near future.” She followed up her

As he'd killed these men of the North, Darius had come to understand a bit about them. They were larger than his countrymen on average, their skin paler, and he had a grim respect for their metalwork. The quality of their steel was much higher than what he was used to, this resulted in superior armor and weapons. They wore heavy plate mail, and ingenious mail formed from rings that'd been formed together. The swords that they wielded were longer, and heavier, as were their shields. Even their fighting techniques were different from what he was used to. Still, as large as the majority of them were, he was bigger still, and certainly stronger. He'd taken a number of the weapons off the corpses he'd made, and had studied the intricacies of

Naruto held up his arm. "You just don't get it," He clamped down on his hand. "I won't stop. Even in death, I'll bring you utter hell."

Kylo had returned to his sanctum, his personal quarters. A great many thoughts and emotions were swirling around in the Commander's mind. Far more than he could voice in a single conversation. He was excited beyond words to have finally found a way to destroy the Rebellion, excited to see just how strong Zyra were and could be. But all of that excitement were overshadowed by other emotions, new emotions. Desire. Lust. Attraction. New emotions that had surfaced only hours previous, when he felt the warmth of another being finding it's way to his very core. Just being near his new apprentice sent shivers down his spine. It fueled him, fueled his power. He could feel himself more powerful now than yesterday just because of a few short but

They turned the castle corner to a giant lawn two kilometers long. Flowers of every color lined where the yard and forest met, a decorated border everyone seemed to fear. A wooden fence marked the beginning of the lawn’s plateau, and flattened stones created a biotic footpath into a green valley of nothingness.

He opens his eyes to an unfamiliar view—there is a blue-toned light hitting against the shadowed ebony metal siding. He hits his head from the van driving over a bump, "Ow..." he gently rubs the affected area.

Sneaking through the shadows, down the stairs, down the hall, avoiding the steps and boards she knew creaked the loudest, through the kitchen and out the back door, she ran across the yard to see her grandmother. The finger the ring was on had begun to itch earlier and was red where she had scratched it. She tried to take it off for while, but it didn’t seem to want to budge.

“I’m curious as to what’s going to happen,” she retorted. “I’m glad I can be your experiment.”

“Maybe now you’ll be the only one to benefit. Get it?” She paused for effect watching Ken’s veins pop out of his