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HG Predator and Prey Pt 8I stumble a couple seconds before I realize I’m sliding down what seems like a dark tube, the interior slippery enough that I my attempts to stop or slow down are useless. The ride lasts about fifteen seconds before I roll into an empty space. I leap to my feet and raise my arrow, only to realize wherever I am it’s pitch black. I then notice it’s a little cold, and my panting breath makes light echoes around me.
I quickly realize I must be underground but what frightens me more is this must be a trap, set by the Gamemakers. If it is, I think this just might be where I die. I’m too afraid to touch anything, the walls or even the floor, in case I trigger a booby-trap. But the choice is taken from me when almost at once, lights flick on, and for a second I’m blinded.
I then look around and realize I’m in a large round room and but what grabs my attention is I’m not alone. Standing at least fifteen feet
A thousand years ago, a demon known as Astaroth gathered a cult of witches and convinced them to turn their backs on the power of Nature and embrace the power of Darkness. This cult underwent a ritual called the Warlocking to infuse themselves with Dark Magic to become more powerful, severing their connection and allegiance to Mother Nature.
These individuals were thereafter known as the Warlocks.
They’re the reason why witches received great prejudice and suffered witch-hunts/trials. They use their powers for personal gain and ill-intent, and many of them implicated witches, framing them for crimes they did not commit. In modern times, they have developed a supernatural criminal syndicate, using crime to build up fortunes and establish their own companies. Warlocks are often arrogant, and employ half-demons, fays, and other supernaturals as a way of strengthening themselves.
Warlocks do however have a glaring weakness: To truly become a warlock is to undergo a ritual of
Originally called Knights, Hunters are the descendants of the original Knights of the Round Table, who, along with their leader and king, Arthur Pendragon, were blessed with a divine power to make them the greatest warriors to ever live.
This was done by Angels and Mother Nature at the behest of the wizard Merlin.
There were a total of a hundred Knights infused with this power, including King Arthur himself, but Arthur was the most powerful because he wielded Excalibur (the first earthly Angel Blade).
Excalibur itself is the source of the Knights’ power, as well as their Hunter descendants. It was created by Merlin with the help of Draigoch, the Red Dragon, and Nimue, the Lady of the Lake. At Merlin’s request, the Angels blessed the Sword with Divine Protection while Mother Nature infused the Sword with the power of the Elements. Made from raw ore of a fallen star, Draigoch provided the fires from which the sword was forged and Nimue provided some of the purest wate
Chel, Acolyte of Souls, Goddess of the RainbowChel
Jaguar Goddess of the Rainbow, the Summer Moon, and Medicine
Guardian Goddess of the Tree of Souls in the Realm of Summer
Goddess of Hope and Sight
Messenger of the Forever Realm
-Sora and Saint (brothers)
-Astrid, Bree, and Diana (sisters)
Eye color: Constantly changing like a kaleidoscope
Hair color: Golden-Orange, Black, White, shimmering Rainbow-colored spots
Weapon of Power
Home: The Summer Tree of Souls
Chel is the third-born daughter of Enaid and her fourth child overall, born after Sora, Astrid, Bree, and before Diana and Saint.
As the Sun unites the World and the Heavens, Chel helps bridge the Gods with the Mortals. She can move with the speed of the wind, can move from one end of the world to the other, to the sea, even to the netherworld. She later married Coyote, the God of the West Wind and although they love each other dearly, they’ve had many a
Coyote, Acolyte of Air and God of the West WindCoyote
Lieutenant of Zephyra
Prince of Air
God of the West Wind, Thievery, Merchants
Trickster God of Air
-Aerial and Sylph (immortal sisters)
-Quetzala (immortal adoptive sister)
-Pegasus (immortal brother)
Eye color: Yellow
Hair color: Sandy-Brown and Gold
Weapon of Power
Race: Trickster God
Coyote is the firstborn son of Zephyra, followed by his sisters, Aerial and Sylph. He would later gain an adoptive sister, Quetzala, and later his mother became pregnant from kissing Kaio, resulting in Coyote’s younger brother, Pegasus.
Coyote grew up, loving to play tricks on others, often making his tricks look like coincidence. He later married Chel, the Jaguar Goddess of the Rainbow. Although they love each other dearly, they have both had affairs with mortals because they’re both free-spirits.
Like his mother, Coyote is a Trickster,
Malady, Acolyte of Poison, Ferrywoman of the DeadMalady
Goddess of Plagues, Sickness, Pestilence
Goddess of Sorrows, Hardship, Forgiveness and Solace
Ferrywoman of the Dead
Goddess of the River Zzyzx
-Santh (immortal half-brother)
-Briar (immortal half-sister)
Eye color: Unknown
Hair color: Unknown
Weapon of Power
Home: The River Zzyzx and her boat
Born the second child and first daughter of Belladonna, Malady was made the personification of plagues, hardships, and sickness. Hating herself for what her mere existence did to the mortals, she punished herself by binding herself with bandages and hiding her beauty within a cloak, so that none would ever behold her beauty, which she felt she did not deserve.
She voluntarily became the ferrywoman of the dead, ferrying them across the River Zzyzx to the afterlife, where they will face judgment by the Judges of the Dead. Every dead soul must pay Malady one coin of any currency of
Enigmas, Acolyte of the Mind and God of FearEnigmas
Lieutenant of Sophia
Guardian God of Secrets
God of Fear and Nightmares
The Nightmare King
Overseer of the Dreamscape of Nightmares
-Seer (immortal twin sister)
-Nilrem (younger immortal brother)
Eye color: Yellow
Hair color: Obsidian Black
Weapon of Power: The Shroud of Fear and the Journal of Secrets
Home: The Dreamscape of Nightmares
Enigmas is the firstborn son of Sophia and twin brother of Seer. He was appointed his mother’s lieutenant, and due to his mysterious and secretive nature, he became God of Secrets, and the intimidation he instilled in others made him a god of fear and nightmares.
He was appointed to oversee the Dreamscape of Nightmares
Enigmas is well-named as he is very secretive and a loner by nature. He knows how powerful Fear can be, and how powerful one becomes once one conquers one’s fears. He confronts others with their fea
Draigoch, Acolyte of Battle, Dragon God of VictoryDraigoch (Welsh: Y Ddraig Goch “The Red Dragon”)
Red Dragon God of War and Victory
God of Duty
Patron of Soldiers
The Wings of Victory
Eye color: Gold
Hair color: Red
Weapon of Power: The Banner of Victory
Home: The Forever Realm
During a war where Norserker marauders invaded Threa, they killed many dragons for sport. Draigoch prayed to Blair, begging for help and the courage to lead his people to victory against the invaders. Blair granted him courage and the ability to rally the dragons into a powerful platoon that drove out the invaders.
Praised for leading his people and with such skill and passion, Draigoch was approached by Blair, who he thanked for giving him the strength to lead his people. Blair offered to Draigoch the power and duty of inspiring others as he did his own people, and Draigoch accepted.
Blair immortalized him and made him Draigoch, the Red
Maelstrom, Acolyte of Water and God of PiratesMaelstrom
Guardian God of the Sea
Champion of Kaio
Lord of Whirlpools, Hurricanes, and Sharks
God of Pirates and Creator of the Pirates’ Code
God of Those Lost at Sea
Eye color: Black edged with bright blue
Hair color: Black (when in his Feran or Aquaran form)
Weapon of Power: The Icthyo-Sword
Home: The High Seas
After finding one of his coves defiled by mortals, Kaio desired a champion to protect his realm. He happened upon a pirate ship surrounded by a feeding frenzy of sharks, and noticed how afraid of them were the pirates.
Kaio chose the fiercest shark among them and made him a god named Maelstrom, Guardian God of the Sea.
Maelstrom chose to be lord and master of all pirates and established a Code for them all to live by, threatening his fury on those who dared defy it. Those foolish enough to break or twist the Code to suit their purposes he unleashed his wrath on them by con
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 2
Something warm took hold of your hands, comforting you in your troubled sleep. Grasping whatever it was touching you, you pulled yourself closer to the warmth. Funny, it felt sort of like someone's hands...
Your eyes suddenly opening wide, you found yourself cuddling the hands of whoever it was sitting next to your bed. Eyes tracing up the arms you had stolen, you found yourself staring into stormy eyes, gracing you with a faint trace of concern.
"Corporal Levi!" you exclaimed, jerking away. What a wonderful reason to have to explain to your superior that you cuddled things in your sleep.
Disoriented, you gazed about the small hospital room you were in. How did I get here? you thought vaguely. Then the memories of the trial and the conversation afterwards came rushing back to you. With a groan, you laid back on the flat pillow and covered your face with your hands.
"How long was I out this time?" you asked, almost afraid to know.
"About half a day," he responded curtly, crossing his ar
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 1
"It hurts, doesn't it?"
"A little," Eren responded.
You alone entered what looked to be a sitting room, with three people wearing jackets emblazoned with the wings of freedom on their jackets. Erwin had led you to the room, then claimed that he had some business to take care of, leaving you to bravely enter the room alone. Off to the side sat Eren, on a couch and having his wounds tended to by a woman with glasses and a brunette ponytail. Not like he really needed it. Most of his injuries were already healed, and the ones that weren't were halfway there.
Eren jumped up when he saw you. "_____!" he blurted out, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a tight hug. "It feels like I haven't seen you in years," he whispered in your ear.
"Ow, ow, watch the head," you said, cringing when he accidentally nudged your head.
Pulling away, he looked at you questioningly, taking in your thinner appearance and the shadows beneath your eyes. "What happened to you?"
"Hit my head at Trost," you said, w
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Prologue
"_____? Can you hear me, _____?"
"I don't think she's awake."
"But-but she needs to get up!" This voice belonged to a high pitched male. "She has to come to Eren's trial. She has vital information that they'll need to hear!"
"Trial?" you murmured, slowly waking up. "What's Eren having a trial for? The only thing I remembered him killing was titans." Then you jerked up out of bed. "Holy shit! Eren is a titan, too!" You looked at the two people standing by you, who were Mikasa and Armin. "We need to go!" A momentary spasm of pain burst through your head, but it was nowhere near as bad as it had once been. Still, it was enough to make you cringe.
"Slow down," Mikasa said, placing a hand on your shoulder, steadying you as well as holding you in a sitting position on your bed. "You've been asleep for a week with a concussion. Moving around suddenly isn't a good idea."
"I've been out that long?" you asked, confused. You had been awake last night, tossing and turning in your bed, but you'd on
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader PREMISE!
That damned room was so fucking claustrophobic. Sighing as you twisted around in the hospital bed, you winced when a bolt of pain shot through your head.
"Oh, hell," you whispered, wincing in pain. You wondered if this is what your mother had felt that night, so many years ago. Or was it worse? The thought echoed in your mind as the memory flashed through your mind, incapable of forgetting it.
"Momma? Why are you sending me to bed so early?" five-year-old you had asked, wrapping your small hands in your mother's skirt.
She smiled at you fretfully. "I've got something I need to do before I go back to work tomorrow, dear," she had said, her smile looking strained.
"Aw, you have to go back to work?" you sighed, your small, childish face twisting into an adorable pout. "The survey corps never lets you have long breaks, do they mother?"
"Well, if I succeed at what I plan on doing, I'll be on a permanent break, honey," she said, picking you up and setting you on you bed, tucking you in betwe
A Naga's Daughter (Chapter one)It wasn't fair, why did she have to be this way, why did it have to be her? The naga slithered about her and her mate's bedroom chamber, a worried look in her face. She was in a position that put her into a deep despair, she was unable to bear children and it broke her heart, the situation being very discouraging for both her and her mate.
The naga who's name was Josephine had fallen into a deep depression because of it. Her mate Vladimir was saddened to see her like this, he knew she had always wanted to be a mother, and it crushed him to see her hopes and dreams shattered so easily. It wasn't long ago that they learned that Josephine was barren and unable to have any children on her own. After receiving the bad news for a solid week she was inconsolable as she sobbed in their bedroom.
Vlad peeked into the room to see her pacing, he pushed the door open and entered. His golden-amber eyes sweeping over Josephine's voluptuous form, he approached his black scaled mate.
"How are you feeli
The Close CallConnor sat on the dirty floor of the abandoned shopping complex. Hard to believe this place was once a bustling center of merchandise. He glanced again at the darkened floors of the human side. Jane had told him she'd just be a few minutes to explore. He agreed there was a thrill about being out here, where only bums or daredevils had the guts to come on a no-trespassing property. But he was selfish, and wanted his girlfriend to pay more attention to him than these crusty old floor boards. He ran a hand through his close-cropped dirty blonde hair and let out a puff of impatient air.
"Jay, would you hurry up? I'm falling asleep out here."
Conner's crazy deep voice echoed through the bare brick walls. The building itself was older than its last retail occupants, and she was severely in love with its old world, industrial charm. Jane grinned a huge smile and shook her head. Glee and a deeply loving feeling washed through her.
"Good Lord babe!" She yelled back. Walking to an opening
Existence 2. The Gryphon (tf)
The girl barked with laughter and fell over thrashing, and clutching her sides. Red mist streamed around her, small and olive skinned with narrow black eyes and long twisting dark hair, dressed in her usual little orange dress.
Ollie harrumphed and looked away, his hand feeling his scalp in disbelief. There was no hair except light fuzz, the colour he couldn’t be sure of, but it certainly wasn’t his usual black locks. The rest of his body felt wrong too, his build was broader and shorter than usual, than how he was meant to be, just like had happened to Karen when she took the veil potion and changed human. Jess found the entire thing hilarious, she hadn’t laughed all day, but now she was rolling on the floor in a fit of giggles at his sour expression.
“Can’t you make a potion that doesn’t make us baldy? You’re a wizard, you’re meant to be good at magic!” He complained, looking at the mage-boy who was sitting on a rock in the
The Tribute - Prologue
The sun reflected with near-blinding intensity off of shifting sands amidst a strong and merciless wind. Prince Voran, standing motionless atop the hovercraft’s canopied surface desk, wore no protective eyewear; part of him, fueled by his inner fury carried with it the hope that the sun’s dazzling rays, or the eternally blowing sand actually would blind him, so that he would never have to look upon the face of his arranged bride. But meet her he would. His fate was as certain as the caravan’s eventual arrival at the well of Sessalgnus.
This journey felt like an end to his kingdom, a final reminder of his lost world since his father had passed the sentence: his last taste of the sumptuous nectars of the rose palms and the succulent flesh of lamb and cattle spiced with seasonings reserved only for royalty, his last satisfying roll among silken sheets with perfumed brothel girls
Dwarves resemble short and stocky humanoids, male dwarves often having large beards, which is a symbol of their pride. They are stubborn, proud, and are among the greediest of Beings, more so than Humans though their greed is balanced by their stout belief in honor, though they are less trusting of other Races.
Dwarves are miners by nature, digging into the earth to uncover riches, and they are also legendary smiths and proud warriors. Dwarves hold an intense rivalry with Goblins and racially segregate them. And there are very few, if any, dwarves or goblins who have put their kinds' beef with each other behind them. Dwarves also had a rivalry with Dragons as both races collect and hoard treasure, some accounts in history where dragons stole from dwarves to increase their own hoards.
Although Dwarves' most legendary weapons are warhammers and battleaxes, Dwarves also make use of Mystic Firearms, Spell Guns and Rifles, fascinated by the possibilities of these weapons. Dwa
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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