Forbidden love Chap 2: The blond demonIn the same day and time, in another place, deep within the earth where no human want to go depending on the sins committed, a place where no one rests in peace, a place where suffering and pain are what govern. That place is call Hell. Where murderers, rapists, thieves, and other are always suffer, the demons were doing them really miserable and even though they're dead. Hell had lava, frightening animals, demons of the most horrible appearance that you only see them you only feel disgust and terror. Three teenage demons of 16 years were living in a biggest house. Their house was a bit scary, is decorated with all tools of torture, stained with blood and it was smelling dead. Entering the house had a water fountain that was burning fire. In all the walls were brown and were decor with weapons of all kinds.Forbidden love Chap 2: The blond demon by nena-linda-pink
In a room there was a boy looking at the ceiling of his room while throwing darts. He was shirtless, the only thing was a muscular abdomen. He wore a black pants broken in of the kn
A Blight Upon the Land ch.18A Blight Upon the Land ch.18 by SplashpointParabox
"A Blight Upon the Land"
Chapter 18: Two Wu (Part III)
The Sky Train rocketed through the clouds, pistons pumping and hissing, smoke pouring from it's funnel, and the jets at the tail roared. Inside the coach car, the Mascots of Anarchy were all gearing up for the likely confrontation with the Powerpuff Dragons.
"So, where's our mark, Jackie?" Oliver asked as he loaded his Revolver.
Jack pulled out his detector and examined the data.
"It's in China...somewhere in Shanghai," he answered, clipping the Thorn of Thunderbolt and Reversing Mirror onto his belt and holstering his Jack-zappers.
"What's China like, Mr. Harrington?" Boomer asked.
"Ah, China's a deadly place, boyo. 'tis got bonny scenery, rich culture, rapid festivals an' wonderful grub," the Irishman answered, smiling dreamily.
"Tubbi, what exactly does this do again?" Sedusa asked, holding the Woozy Shooter.
"That will emit a Pink gas that will make whoever inhales it act extremely goofy," the ninj
Shades Of BlueShades of BlueShades Of Blue by AngelLilly
He stood above them all now. He was high up, the wind rustling up his messy hair. Cold, lifeless eyes of deep blue stared out to the city. It was a relatively clear night today, relatively peaceful and harmless enough. He almost grinned at the thought, peaceful? Yeah right.
The wind blew again, and he ran a smooth hand through the unruly hair. He softened as he gazed around the city. He wouldnt exactly be missed; after all, he and his brothers WERE the main cause of terror in the usually peaceful town.
He frowned deeply, his brothers. He stared at his hands and they were shaking. He knew it wasnt due to him being out on top of this building for so long either. When he thought about it, this would be the best way. Apparently, his body didnt agree. He didnt give a damn what his body wanted though, nothing like that would matter anymore in a few short moments.
He once again let his mind wander, back to unpleasant memories. Nothing had changed, not in
A Blight Upon the Land Ch.14A Blight Upon the Land Ch.14 by SplashpointParabox
"A Blight Upon the Land"
Chapter 14: Chillin' Villains
The Sky Train landed in the Hangar in Jack's evil layer, and the Mascots of Anarchy all stepped out, still jubilant over their victory.
"Jackbots, give the Sky Train a maintenance checkup, then seal off the lair," Jack instructed.
"Yes, Sir," the machines replied, hovering off to carry out their orders.
"Boy, we're sure off to a great start!" Boomer smiled.
"I'm quite impressed that we now have two more Shen Gong Wu," Tubbimura said.
"Victory is such a sweet thing." Sedusa almost sang.
"Speakin' av victory, lads, oi say we celebrate wi' two things," Oliver grinned.
"And they are?" Brick asked.
"Paychecks an' Pizza!" he replied.
The Mascots all cheered.
"First, let's git back ter Townsville. Jack, cud oi 'av de claws?"
"Uh, claws?" Jack asked, unsure of what the Irishman meant.
Brick slapped his forehead.
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