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Lullaby Chapter 15
I know...It has been FOREVER since I updated this story. I have been busy (look at my journals on deviantART) but here is the next chapter of “Lullaby”!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT. Trust me, it is better that way...no matter what I think.
Leo grumbled as he finally finished cleaning up the mess his brother and his....niece made. The floor had been moped up and cleaned. Now it was time to report to the dojo...Swell. Leo sighed and made his way to the dojo, feeling an uneasy emotion in his gut. The leader slowly approached the door and entered the room. Splinter was sitting on the far side of the room, candles glowing.
“Enter Leonardo.” ordered the wise rat.
Leo slid into the dojo and closed the doors. He felt like a cow led to the slaughter house. The taller mutant sat down in front of his sensei and looked at the ground, his oh so fearless courage fleeing like a cat being chased by a five year old.
Splinter flicked his tail, a low th
The Simple Art of Making You Mine Chapter 1This is a commissioned fic!! X3 Hope you like it Frankenpup! XD
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT in any way...sadly.....Note to self, get lawyers on phone XD
~~~The Simple Art of Making You Mine~~~
Donnie hummed as he walked down the street in broad daylight. Oh how he loved 2105. The technology of this time was practically drool worthy and the best part was that he could go outside without fear of being locked up. The purple banded ninja smiled and slowly made his way down to the only bookstore in the downtown area. Only to pause when he heard a strange noise in the alleyway next to him. Don narrowed his eyes and begin to enter the alley.
“Hello?” he asked, hoping to God that noone was hurt.
Silence fell on the area like a fog. Stifling that is what it felt like to the mutant ninja turtle. He turned to leave, believing all he heard was a cat when another noise came up. It sounded like a weak cry for help. Don bit his lip and cursed his soft heart. Venturing further
This is a new one shot I have made. I hope you all enjoy it. It takes place in the 2012 series
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT. Which is a sad thing...
Raph sighed as he watched his family settle down to watch some cheesy Christmas movie on the television. He couldn't help but feel left out from the people in the movie for a few reasons. One, they were human; Raph and his brothers were not. Two, Raph and his brothers had never seen snow before. Since they had lived down in the sewers their entire lives, having only been allowed to go topside since the summer. This would be their first time being allowed to go to the surface in the winter so it was going to be exciting....to an extent. If only Splinter would let them go outside when it was snowing but since they were turtles, they weren't exactly fit to go out in the snow.
Raph looked over his family, wanting nothing more than to scream. This was how they spent the past winters and no doubt his brothers wanted t
The Reluctant Heroes Chapter 1
Okay, I know I need to be working on other fics but this one came to mind when I was looking at TheEvilTeaDrinker's OC Archer....and my muse would not leave it ALONE! So...yeah, hope you enjoy this guys.
Note: I am making the Zim characters a bit older....like they are 17/16 instead of 12/11
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim nor do I own Archer or Serious. They belong to their respectable owner. Please support the official release :3
~~~The Reluctant Heroes~~~
Archer grinned as he slowly creeped up. Today was the day. He was finally going to do it. He was going to kill the Tallests! The two who had left him to die. The two who sent out innocent soldiers to die for an unworthy cause. The taller Irken felt giddy as he slid up to where the two leaders were sitting, completely unaware of their to-be-assassin sitting in the shadows. Archer reached for his gun blade, only to pause when Purple spoke.
“Is everything going to plan involving Zim?”
Purple's counterpart Re
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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