This is my first published fan fiction. This started as my vampire loure for Vampire Wars. This is cleaned up and changed. I posted another version on my other fanfiction.net page. Angel Stackhouse - Northman and I are one in the same . Any characters owned by Miss Harris and Mr. Ball are all theirs. Maddy, Devin,Vincent are mine. Angel Soultaker is mine and has been since High School. It started with…

Twice now I have seen Hellifyno reduced to a wasteland, yet somehow, to see Worlds' Crossing burned to bare rock, with not a tree, a shrub, a blade of grass remaining; with its lakes and streams turned to sludge, and every living thing…

On the decaying, ruined planet of Hellifyno, nests of demons snooze under the baking heat of the sun reddened by the haze of blood permeating the air. The nests tend to band together for protection, collapsing amongst each other with their fronts facing outwards and their weapon in hand.…

The Wyrm loves him, the Wyrm wraps him in the warm embrace of love. Like a father the Wyrm guides Daniel and prepares him with the lightest of touches. He is servant to the Wyrm, his new father...

But deep down Daniel knows what is right and what is wrong. In the oily recess of his blackened soul, Daniel knows that he is a changed man. And that  these changes wont stop, wont just go away.

Each day that passes he feels a fresh surge of invigorating,…

ok everyone.  my son Shiki jnr. has arrived.  dont mess with him, dont stalk him and dont rip him off or I WILL kill you a thousand times, each one worse than the one before.

Pappy loves you Shiki.

The Death Court has called forth the Breach to Do its bidding, we move forward, toward Salvation and Domination of this planet. With the Chaos Wyrm's forces running about The Faith is weak, withering and dying. It pleads to me, and I shall respond. 

Brethren, they called upon us, and we have answered them, coming forth to Aid our enemies, the Hero of the Blue Moon. We will aid in the terrorism of the Wyrm,…

He looked out through the window of his office on the tiny world of hope, the last city, Consequence, the dying ember in the ever present night.

There he saw numbers, symbols, signs and markings. He saw the Weavers Web. He saw the order of the drones. He saw the order of the city. An…

Narrator

:: The Slayer transport trucks are crude devices, built more for function than for form or comfort. You are strapped into hard benches, packed in like sardines in a tin, with the air smelling faintly of rust and grease. A moment later, the motor roars to life, a deafening sound that makes the entire vehicle vibrate uncomfortably. Then there is a loud, whining kean as the Trucks rip open a portal through time and space, connecting Hellifyno and World's Crossing…

You’re not doing any good just sitting here… maybe you should go home and try to – Try to what? Apologize? Take care of your mess? – Maybe. He’s stubborn, what if he doesn’t let anyone help him? – Do you really think he’d accept your help? Do you think that you can crawl back into his arms and cry so he’ll forgive you? Will you bond over bandaging? – No… but maybe we could just… - Just what? Talk? Oh, wait… you took away his only way to do that. You can’t read minds, have…

In all his years of life, the young pale wolf had experienced a world of pain that most are never forced to endure. And yet this... this moment of existence was unlike any other. An endless moment, a neverending sea of torment.



A gaping hole in his stomach, another beneath his ribs, a third just above…

zXz Wyrm zXz

<The room is a dank pit, all the walls hewn from a dark, jagged stone that appears to be smeared with dried blood. In some places you can see clawmarks cut into the stone itself, even a broken fingernail…

Seconds.

Minutes.

Hours.

Days.…

(Actually sung soon to come)

One day I came out my momma's wombI found myself in a delivery room.All bloody and wet I rappeled to the floorI cut the cord and shout, "HELLIFYNO!"I knew right then I was a baby InfantryThe meanest little cuss you ever had seen.Two saftey pins on my shoulders for rankA Humvee stroller and a tricycle tank.

I had camoflage diapers and flak baby shoesA butternut sword and baby Dress Blues.So, I donned my Blues and I cruised through the wardSaluting all…

I was born with Martin Luther King Jr. beside me. The day that people were celebrating him. Others were also celebrating me. I was a mystery on that day. King had a legacy behind him.

This year though, Martin Luther King Jr. will be behind me. He is watching what I will do next. My legacy spanned almost 18 years. But I have no idea what to do next.  He had a plan when he was in college, when he was 18. Later in life he had a dream.

I also have a dream, but…

I think we need to go back to the rules of role playing because this is really annoying. You may have gotten out of hand with ooc or out of character. Even I can admit being out of character is fun and we can all come up with funny stuff but we need to know when to stop. Moderation has became a problem with ooc and it even driven the Chron to put a warning on us. The main players had even stopped role…