Reboot Entry - The Weatherman"Looks like a storm's coming in." Tom said as his eyes lazily scanned the horizon. It had been overcast for most of the day already, but there was a noticeably darker patch in the clouds to his left. Despite deciding to walk through a vast field on the outskirts of town, he wasn't complaining at the thought; the city had been without rain for nearly a month."A...storm?" Poemon asked, her voice already noticeably quivering. She then flew closer to her Tamer, the feathers of her right wing nearly brushing his hair. "Don't storms...mean thunder?""Usually." Tom replied, trying not to forget how skittish his partner could be. If he wasn't careful, she'd soon be a koala on his back, or on his head.Stopping his relaxed trek through the field he was in, he put one hand behind his left ear. Poemon noticed him stop and landed near his feet in response. She said nothing as her partner leaned his head towards the dark clouds, closing his eyes as well. Although she had never seen a human make th
Hunter (DarkiplierXReader) PreviewYou walked the halls of S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters, you were ecstatic when you found out they were going to put up a ghost hunter branch.You had always been interested in ghosts and hauntings, it wasn't until you found a few people who enjoyed ghost hunting that you made your own small business.You contended with every type of apparition possible, anything from ghosts of long dead people to something short of demons.Your clients would always thank you whenever you would take care of their problem, you didn't do all the shabang like most ghost hunters, you would communicate with a ghost, and make a deal with it for it to either go someplace else, or to finally rest in peace.You walked into your bosses office, he is about average height and just a bit above average weight, he had dark brown hair that he slicked back just enough to look nice."Good morning Haman, I heard you had a new report?" You asked, he turned to you from looking out of the window, "Oh yes I did." He replied as he w
MordecaiMr Kettering, a stout stubble faced man of thirty, stood hand poised ready to knock. Before him loomed an ominous ebony door, polished and illuminated by the striking glare of a nearby lamppost, it's gaseous flame flickered nonchalant. A confetti of snow had begun to collect over Mr Kettering's lacklustre brown jacket. He shuffled his thick soled boots. The cold was nipping his cheeks in a petty manner as is the wont of a premature snowstorm. Mr Kettering raised his knuckles again. Hesitant he rapped a couple of times. Silence. The wind around him howled. Behind him a merry threesome swayed to and fro up a long pavement. Listening to them as they cajoled. He assumed that they were on a return trip home or were just navigating towards their next drinking hole.After a time the ominous door creaked open. Mr Kettering stepped through. No one was there. No servant to greet him. No master of the house to inquire of his business. A simple straight forward hall. A cubby hole of a hall. Mr Ket
The Haunted Mansion: Dracula WG - FinalChapter 4Dracula was running away from the Hellsing Manor to get away from the insane spirits. He was filled with enormous rage. He bounced in the sky and soared at a fast speed. He was pissed off because after realizing Hellsing locked him in his mansion for the spirits to slow him down so he would be useless against Vincent when he came back to finish him. It resulted him to be totally fat and slow. That proved to be a big no-no, and Drac was more furious than Satan. So yeah, Vincent was screwed beyond death.What made it so humiliating that Dracula was deprived of his food source for weeks and ate nothing but human food. His gut was groaning from stomach pains like a lion being ignored for fresh meat. It was severe enough that it caused the vampire to go into a slight trance of savagery. He hovered over a house near a window to find a young woman sleeping. Drac quietly opened the door, and so comically, he squeezed in with ease (almost). He approached the girl was very pretty with
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