GambExo fanfic WIPI sat and stared. It was such a dull day. Why did it have to be like this? Wet, rainy, and dull. Everything echoed gray, monochromatic steel colour. The walls were gray, the sky was gray, the world seemed to be gray. Then, there was a knock at my door.
"Come in," I said, dully. Gambit entered my room.
"Chere, come on. You can't be so upset at a storm," he said, sitting next to me, wrapping his arms around my body. "Please?"
"Oh alright, but what do you suggest we do?" I looked deeply in his red on black eyes. I swore I saw a sparkle in them. He smiled lovingly.
"Hmm... How about...Relax for a while. You have a nice bed, unlike the rest of us here," he said, somewhat sarcastic, but with a grin. He kissed my cheek and I blushed.
"Hmm...Okay, but I'm hungry," I said to him, nudging his chest.
"You would be," he chuckled. Then he looked me deeply in my eyes. "Exo, what do you want to eat, though?" He pushed my hair away from my face, so my entire eyes showed. I glared at him. How dare he l
Witch-ChildThis is a new novel, started by me. feel free to give me any advice, and what could happen next etc. first off, the WWWWWH.
Who: A witch-child, A potion wench, an evil wizard, and a cursed cat-boy.
What: An evil curse from an elderly witch, and a battle of might and magic
When: Renaissance era.
Why: To remove an age old curse.
Where: A wizard's castle.
How: To kill a wizard, and the daughter of who cursed him.
This story follows a young woman, a witch-child, who is suddenly thrust into her mother's past when she meets a teenage knight whom she cursed. Her master invites him to stay in the castle, but is intending to do something much much worse than what she's done. He trusts him, but the Witch-child tries to warn the boy that her master's not all he seems to be. With the help of the potion wench, her master's kindly wife, only the witch-child can save the cursed knight's life.
Cat-boy: Sir Felix
rules: each may use migh
Exo: Shattered part 1I stare out into the open desert. No one in sight. No life around. Pure darkness and desert surround me. A sigh escapes my throat. To be free again. THAT is my only request. To be what I was born to be, not what I was created to do.
A long time ago, twenty years, I used to be just a simple being. I was found by him and then all was suddenly changed. I wasn't me anymore. I lost everything I had and would have if I had stayed that way. I wouldn't have become a thing of death and killing. I wouldn't have become Exo. A being of torture and poison. Toxic bloodstream...Evil creature...Pure dread...Embodiment of the reaper. I've become them all, in a matter of seventeen years of training to kill for what I want.
I became death.
I became Death.
I became Exo. Similar...But more powerful than Death. I became a mutt. A mixed breed of many genetics.
Why not someone or something else?
Deep shame and horror fills my body. Many wer