Chapter 23: Quest's End.
(Loth's P.O.V)
As we ascended, the oppressive weight of Tartarus began to lift. The sphere of darkness carried us swiftly, and soon we could see the faint glow of the Underworld’s throne room above.
Percy broke the silence. "So… what now? We jus...
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The first breath was always the hardest.
Cain gasped, his lungs filling with air that tasted foreign, electric, and alive. His vision blurred, then sharpened, as he found himself standing in a world that was not his own. Again. The sky above him was a swirling tapestry of color...
Chapter 27: The Power of an S-Class Attribute.
(Iphicles P.O.V)
Ori and Atalanta's weights prove too much to stay in the air, so I land at the edge of the forest.
Before us is a massive crater where once sat a mountain.
And in it's place, a monstrous goat made of rocks...
Chapter 5: Absorbing Sins and Negative Emotions.
(Trigon’s POV)
With Super Strength, Super Speed and construct creation, my current repertoire of skills was enough for self defense.
But my progress left me curious if I could copy the other Eternal's powers. I didn't have mu...
Chapter 21: The Ultimate Serum part 1/2.
(General P.O.V)
-Next day-
The doors to Wakanda’s Research and Development wing hissed open, revealing a sprawling laboratory that looked like it had been plucked from the future.
Vibranium-infused machinery hummed with energy...
Chapter 20: The Panther's Bargain.
(General P.O.V)
The cell door creaked open, and Bond squinted against the sudden flood of light.
Sw’Thandi stood in the doorway with two Dora Milaje warriors behind him. They stood at attention their spears gleaming.
“Get up,” S...
Chapter 16: Talia's Death Arts 2/2.
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For weeks, Damian was submerged in the science of death.
He learned about Poisons—fast-acting neurotoxins, venoms, delayed killers, chemical substances that mimicked natural causes like heart attacks or strokes.
He studied thei...
Born of a childish dream that I never really got over. I know a lot of you guys can relate- Saint.
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The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the ceiling fan spinning lazily above.
Ron sat cross-legged on the floor, his back straight, hands resting on his knees. His...
Chapter 6: The Need For Strength.
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Ray sat on his couch, the TV playing *Amor en Llamas* in the background, but his mind was far from the dramatic twists of Rosalinda’s love life. His thoughts were a tangled mess, replaying the bank robbery and hostage situation over and over. ...
Chapter 5: The Bank Job.
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Ray stared at his empty wallet, the reality of his financial situation sinking in like a lead balloon. His apartment had somehow followed him into the Marvel universe, complete with his couch, TV, and telenovelas, but his bank account? Nope. That had sta...
Chapter 4: The Couch Commander.
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Ray was back on his couch, right where he belonged. The TV was on, Amor en Llamas was paused mid-dramatic close-up, and a bag of chips sat nestled in his lap. He took a deep breath, savoring the quiet comfort of his apartment. The chaos of the Chi...
Chapter 3: The Clone Army.
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The streets of New York were a war zone. Chitauri soldiers swarmed like locusts, their gliders weaving through the sky with deadly precision. Buildings crumbled, fires raged, and the air was thick with the sounds of screams and explosions. Amidst the c...
Chapter 2: The Reluctant Hero.
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Ray had always considered himself a man of simple pleasures. Telenovelas, snacks, and the occasional nap were the cornerstones of his existence. Fighting alien invaders? Not so much. Yet here he was, crouched behind a shattered storefront window, w...
Chapter 1: The Sigh Heard 'Round the World.
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Wrote this for a friend of mine who's into comedy.
The chapters are short and the story is more for humor than anything.
Still, he wanted me to put it up for people to read.
There are only 6 chapters of it....
Chapter 54: Trouble's Here.
(Jon's P.O.V)
The golden rays of the early morning sun stretched across the farm, casting long shadows over the corn field.
The scent of freshly tilled earth and the lingering warmth of home filled the compound. But today, it felt heavier—like t...
Chapter 53: The News.
(Jon's P.O.V)
Robin and I sat on a log beside the Bio-Ship, letting the cool evening air wash over us as Aqualad and the others finished handing over the rescued scientists to the Interpol agents. He’d contacted them prior to the mission, which was a relief...
Chapter 15: Talia's Death Arts part (1/2)
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The corridors of the League’s fortress were quiet, save for the soft echo of distant footsteps.
Damian sat on the balcony outside his new chambers in Talia's Quarters, mentally preparing for Talia's test.
Once you re...
Chapter 14: The War for Damian.
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The vibe inside Infinity Island's Arena was electric, thick with the scent of salt and iron and the raucous noise of several hundred spectators.
"Ladies, Gentlemen, and Murderers, it's your boy, the Black Spiideeeer Baby!" The announcer, ...
Chapter 52: Left Behind.
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(General P.O.V)
The bio-ship glided silently above the dense jungle canopy, its cloaked form shimmering faintly under the amber hues of the setting sun.
The atmosphere was thick with the hum of cicadas and the occasional rustle of leaves, b...
Chapter 51: The First Date.
(Jon’s P.O.V)
I’d never been on a date before. Not a real one, anyway. Sure, there’d been awkward school dances and a few fleeting crushes, but nothing that had ever made my heart race like this.
And Raven—well, Raven wasn’t just anyone...
Chapter 13: The Path of Strength.
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The salt-filled wind howled through the Island, carrying the crash of waves against the jagged cliffs.
Damian stood at the edge of the training grounds, his fists clenched, his body taut with an energy he couldn’t place.
His mi...
Chapter 19: Wakanda.
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The journey to Wakanda was tense, the air inside the SSR transport plane thick with unspoken tension.
Bond sat in the back, his wrists bound in cuffs, his posture was relaxed but alert.
Across from him, Sw’Thandi, the Black Panther and Wakand...
Chapter 22: Loth. Son of Zeus?
(Loth’s P.O.V)
The descent into Tartarus was like falling into a nightmare you had no hope of ever waking up from.
Hades, wearing the Helm of Darkness, had encased us in a sphere of shadows as we descended into the green pit behind his throne...
Chapter 50: Too Much Power.
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(Jon's P.O.V)
Flying for Connor was not necessarily easy. Even with the intuitive knowledge of my Ki Signature.
For starters he underestimated his increased strength and left a hole on the base's roof, after I'd told him to take a 'gen...
Still unedited.
Due to popular demand...here's chapter 2.
But I can't write this story guys. Not now.
(Izo's P.O.V)
Oookay. I might have overdone it a little. Just a bit.
The cafeteria is now a grand banquet hall with vaulted stone ceilings and tapestries dep...
Chapter 26: The Gorgon Sisters.
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(Iphicles' P.O.V)
Two whole attributes. And not just any attributes—ones with synergy. Even in the middle of a life-or-death battle, the thought nearly makes me yell out loud, 'Hell yes, combine them now!'
But I keep my composure,...
(Trigon's P.O.V)
The world had changed.
Not the physical world—though the dry crater where a massive lake once stood was a glaring exception (sorry, nature). The trees still swayed, the rivers still flowed, and the sun still rose and set over the Eastern Europe landscape where ...
Very unedited.
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(Izo's P.O.V)
I have a power.
'Overmodification', Professor Hank AKA Beast called it.
Basically, I can alter anything's base attributes. That means, Improve or Enhance existing qualities like making a pen write 10 times faster with cleaner...
Chapter 12: Hanzo.
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Later that night, Damian found himself in the training hall. Usually crowded with Trainees, the chamber was empty after he'd scared everyone away. As the strongest, he could afford the right.
Besides, it gave him a chance to train with the Ashura form ...
Based on an idea from Discord, credits to DoomthePinkPantiesBandit.
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-The Village of Khemenu-
-1106 A.D-
The village of Khemenu was a humble settlement nestled along the banks of the Nile, its mud-brick homes clustered together like a patchwork quilt under the ...