"He's leading us! Hiroshi, kick the clutch or we're scrap!" Jack yelled, his eye pressed so hard against the gunner's sight it was going to leave a bruise. "I'm trying! The tracks are screaming!" Hiroshi fired back, the Hellcat's engine howling in a high-pitched mechanical agony as they pushed sixty miles per hour through the tall grass. "Less talking, more aiming, cowboy!" Marek grunted, slamming a 76mm shell into the breech with a violent clack-chunk. "The loader is faster than the gunner today? Pathetic!" "Would you all shut up?" Enzo hissed, his hands flying across the radio dials. "I'm intercepting their internal comms. They aren't panicking. They're... they're calculating." Philip stood in the hatch, his leather trench coat snapping like a whip in the wind. Through his binoculars, he watched the tan silhouette of a Panzer IV Ausf. H cresting the ridge behind them. Its long 75mm gun didn't wobble; it didn't hesitate. It tracked them with a calm, terrifying fluidity that suggested the girl on the other end of that turret wasn't playing the same game they were. "Commander, he's laid on us!" Jack's voice lost its swagger, replaced by a sudden, sharp edge of genuine fear. "The traverse is too steady! I can't get a bead!" Philip's hazel eyes narrowed, the amber tint turning to cold, hard flint as he saw the muzzle flash of the Panzer IV. "Don't look at the gun, Jack!" Philip commanded, his voice a chilling anchor in the chaos. "Look at the emblem on the side. That's the Anglerfish. Hiroshi-Blitz-Gambit, Pattern Delta! Now!" ------------- When failure isn't an option, how far will they go.

I fell in love with the carl-quest fanfiction, With so many comics already being made I couldnt find any actual stories or full fanfictions to read. So I decided to write my own!

One lost soul with metal melded into his flesh with only two goals in mind. Save all the other lost souls trapped in their metallic prisons. And to kill the man who killed him... To kill Willam Afton.

It's a story about a young man named y/n who has been a huge fan of Bowser for his whole life, until one day he died saving a child from being hit by a truck and was reborn in the helluvaverse and given abilities as Bowser, and in that moment, his life changed forever as he is about to became the greatest and the most strongest ruler in all of hell

everything in a nutshell, Abbie died while saving his two friends Lana and Claire. And later then his mother learns about it, became depression yet tried to revive him, managed to revive him after making a deal with a deity, took him to a forest for him to live and stay safe, later gained two forms, made his own territory where it was considered a death zone by Fen, Nameless wolf, and Aiden. Characters DO NOT belong to me!! They belong to Kattie (FPE). and anything related/form The Battle Bricks/TBB BELONG TO BUCKETBAZARD!!!

Blood, destruction, death, this is all that Destoroyah knows and will bring to the world to which it has been teleported

In March 1814, during the Campaign in North-east France, a mysterious Gate opened in Épernay. Which the Roman Era soldiers began to attack the Coalition March towards Paris and Napoleon's Armee, this results of Treaty of Troyes, marking the end of Napoleonic wars and form an unlikely alliance of France and Coalition. Major victories; Battle of Arcis-sur-Aube and Battle of Épernay. This results of Roman era soldiers retreated to the Gate. By weeks, Franco-Coalition mobilized quickly and began to expand and explore beyond the Gate. Events, Battles, Politics, Adventure and Alliance will occur. [[THIS IS A FANMADE GATE STORY, WITH REIMAGINED WITH NAPOLEONIC ERA.]]

Six months before Jaune applies to Beacon Academy, he is saved by a strange mentor! Now armed with new abilities, weapons, and allies, Jaune will take on everything Beacon has to throw at him! Wait... am I actually strong? This is just what my mentor considered normal!

There is a legend that one day a child would be born and bring back order, peace and prosperity to the Wasteland....... That man is not Courier Six....... Because Courier Six killed that man with a Missile Launcher to the Leg...... (Current Description is a Placeholder)