Imagine living a full life, dying months after your beloved wife passes and being buried. Only to wake up 300 years later, called out of the grave to fight a final war against an alien invasion. Join Max Niekro, formerly living and now Risen as he deals with this reality as the forces of Earth, both living and dead, are marshalled in a last ditch effort to save the world. **cover by hellvis

"Oh, boy. How should I start this? Right. My name is Anthony Trace, 14 years of age, typical guy, typical clothes. Seems normal, huh? My life did seem normal...at first glance, but that changes when I accidentally enter a magical world full of magical beings...and monsters. Don't forget the monsters." Anthony Trace is a young 14 year old boy who discovers a realm within our own. Althea, a small country that resides in the middle of the Pacific. In Althea, 4 kingdoms live in peace, and in one of those kingdoms Anthony gets enrolled into a school for kids his "type" and he discovers that he can harness 2 powerful elements: Time and Space. Anthony lives in his newfound home, but before he gets comfortable, war broke out and the fate of the Country goes to no other but him. Together with friends and enemies, Anthony looks for a way to save the Kingdom throughout the planet, from Asia to Europe and to the underealm where darkness awaits...

Ichigo Kurosaki had died the night that Gran Fisher attacked him becoming something inhuman. Ichigo is taught by his father Isshin Kurosaki and Kisuke Uharara what he has now become and how to use his newfound powers to make sure that others don't meet the same fate as him. Life will never be the same again for Ichigo as he has to use his powers to protect his home town and the people that he loves and cares for. A Bleach fanfiction story Pairings: Ichigo Kurosaki X Orihime Inoe Published 10-7-13 Completed 4-2-14

We are back with another adventure. The clan of shadows must over come one of their biggest threats. It threatens to destroy what they love and stand for! How can one let another wreck havoc over their loved ones unharmed. They must vanquish the evil that threatens them, but they are not alone. They have joined up with an ally, together they can over come this evil. If not, they will lose their lives fighting on the battle, for what they love.

The Shadow Master. A title from a long forgotten organization that died off years ago. A lost name from a lost age. Centuries passed without such a word passing from a pair of lips, for a title like that only came from an organization as infamous as the Silent Ones, from which the Shadow Master is the rightful leader. A young boy would have soon found out, that such a man of status wears white, as he would learn in one fateful night. In that one night, his entire life will be changed, warped into a path as shadowy and mysterious as the Void itself. Overtime, he will find friends, allies, and a family that took him in, cared for him, loved him, but wound up turning him into a trained hunter of darkness. But a group like the Silent Ones, nothing passes His knowing. He sees all, He hears all, and the boy would soon find out, tethered with Him. And through that, a bond will be formed. A corrupted bond of such kind that lead to destruction and misery, but also happiness and respite, as well as power. Will this farm boy survive the ordeals set before him? Will he survive in the Silent Ones' ranks? And the question most important, will the final scrap of innocence that tethered him to his old life be destroyed as he bonds with the only Lord of Shadowy Death...? Time itself shudders at such possibilities. WARNING- GRAPHIC SCENES AND OBSCENE LANGUAGE ARE SHOWN HERE. Picture is NOT MINE.

When the young adult Xelie discovers the ancient shadow clan in the Forest of Shadows, his life changes completely. On his way to get stronger, he teaches his friend Zexel along the way. He also learns of other rivaling clans. He makes it his goal to fix the clan and restore it to it's former glory. This journey begins with the "Discovery".

Percy is the son of Lupa and the son of Lycaon, being raised by werewolves he is taught to be fearless and to never show weakness. He absolutely loathes the color silver for all it's done for him is hurt him. He's walking down a dark path but can one silver eyed goddess change that? (Warning: This story isn't mine. It's Pluto's Daughter 11 from fanfiction.net. All credit belongs to her, I am simply... broadcasting it.

The Dark Fall, the Black Dawn, it has been done, for when the black of dark falls, so shall light fall with it. The Void Master has come again. The slave-demons walk the lands. The Shadows have arisen, fate defied, and yet... the Void Master serves another one? The Champion... dead? From the wastes, one such fight arises, and as Light comes to purge the shadow-bearers and the demons, so does these fighting men and women to purge the blight. The Void Master has one goal, and it defines this world's future. Yet where is it? Salvation or Doom, only one can tell, and he is a prisoner who has unclear motives. Will the Light prevail as before? Will they punish the unrighteous as they have seen fit centuries ago? Will the purity wash away the impure? Will the light shine once again? Or will the Darkness finally win? Will the Void Master finally find the vengeance he had long sought for? Will Magnus be bathed in His own corrupted light? The light of dark?