Oakhurst lay abandoned for an age until a blue moon takes everyone back, as well as a young girl. Those who were dead come back to life, some different than what they were before. To escape, the girl has to choose a person to gain powers beyond everyone's wildest imaginations. Powers strong enough to choose who lives or dies. Each person fights to convince the child to choose them, either through flattery or threats, but who will rise on top? Who will change the fate of everyone now that they are all forced back to Oakhurst?

" A férfi megindul felém, én pedig gondolkodás nélkül kilövöm rá a nyilat, majd félreugrok a lendülettől érkező, már élettelen teste elől. Benjaminra nézek, aki ekkor ütötte le a köpenyes fickót. A fiú zihálva ugyan, de megkönyebbülten néz vissza rám. Megindulok felé, hogy megcsókoljam, vagy tudjam is én mit akarok csinálni. Lehet, hogy csak végre igazán vele akarok lenni, nem úgy mint az elmúlt hetekben. Már csak pár lépés választ el minket egymástól, de ekkor valami megmozdul Benjamin mögött, majd az oldalába döf egy tőrt. "

Six teenagers. They all have struggles about they don't talk about. But what happens when they can open up? In a therapist office where a nice smile welcomes them. But will they actually talk about their feelings? Will they accept the help the therapist offers? If you don't like stories that are hard to take, don't read it. Warnings: -eating disorders -abusive families -anxiety -bullying -self harm -suicide -depression

The title of this fic comes from its number one reader: MultiFandomFox! A good portion of this fic's plot also could not exist without them. The image is staying and it's such a niche reference that if you know what it is I will be gobsmacked but the point is ITS STAYING AND I LOVE IT Anyway plot time: As in the original version of Martyn's Vampires SMP episode 2, Martyn goes looking for Scott all by himself. This was a bad choice. Martyn may have an ace up his sleeve he doesn't even know about, however. One that will protect him, and put him in more danger at the same time. * Avid just wants to be rid of his sickness. How far-and where-is he willing to go in order to achieve that? * Legundo promised to find a cure, to help people, and do no harm. That's what he's doing. It's difficult when you're scared of the very things you want to help, though.

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Throughout Jimmy's entire life, he had never once sung a true canary's song. Not because he didn't have the voice for it-he did-but because he never felt the need. Or maybe, more truthfully, he'd never been given the chance. Every time he tried, someone would tell him to shut up. If he chirped even a little too loud, a heavy blanket would be thrown over his cage, plunging him into darkness, tricking him into thinking it was night. He'd sit there, silent and still, alone in that manufactured night, wondering what he did wrong. He never stayed in one place for long. From one owner to the next, passed around like an afterthought. A decoration. A novelty. Never a companion. Eventually, the canary stopped trying. He stopped chirping. He stopped dreaming of melodies. His voice, once instinctual, dulled into a forgotten thing. He was yelled at so often that, after a while, he started to believe his name was Shut Up. Shut up, they'd say. You're too loud. You're too noisy. And so, he wasn't. He was quiet. Invisible. A canary who never sang.

You'd think that having powers is a good thing. But in a world where those with powers are hated, it's imperative to keep them hidden. When Jimmy reveals his healing powers to help Scott, the two must leave normal society to preserve their lives. NOT MY COVER ART Content warnings: blood, nightmares about abuse, panic attacks, implications of torture (I think that's it, but let me know if I missed anything)

Martyn was born blind and has always relied heavily on his hearing to navigate and understand the world around him. He walks with a cane, and his eyes are always closed-he doesn't even know what color they are, nor has he ever thought to ask. For him, the world has always been cloaked in darkness. That began to change when he discovered a small spark of magic within himself. With time and practice, he learned to use it to "paint" mental images of people and places in his mind. Through subtle differences in tone, mood, and cadence, he could distinguish colors-hearing the warmth of a sunset in a laugh, or the chill of blue in a hushed whisper. Over the years, he also honed his ability to read body language-not through sight, but through sound. The shifting of feet, the rhythm of someone's breath, the way fabric brushed against itself as someone turned-all of it became a symphony of cues that told him what others could see with their eyes. Martyn often kept to himself, sitting quietly in the corner of a room with a Braille book in his hands, lost in the raised dots beneath his fingers. Most people didn't approach him. Whether it was discomfort or uncertainty, he had grown used to being left alone. But that all changed the day a new transfer student joined the theater program. Curious and unafraid, they noticed Martyn sitting by himself and, rather than shy away, felt drawn to him. For the first time in a long while, Martyn's quiet world began to shift-not just with sound and magic, but with the unexpected rhythm of connection.

Egy múltbéli természeti katasztrófa pusztításának következtében a világ egy régebbi kor mintájára éli az életét. Az egykor használt modern technológiák legjava csupán fakó emlék. Ebben az abszurd, átreformált társadalomban a híres Morthan Akadémia a jövő géniuszainak és művészeinek fellegvára. Az előkelő intézmény két legkiemelkedőbb diákja - akiket a falak között Prudenszekként emlegetnek - pedig még nagyobb elismerésben részesül. Mindenki Prudensz akar lenni, azonban az iskola sötét, emberéletet követelő titkot rejteget az elragadó pompa mögött, ami nem marad sokáig lepel alatt. A két kiválasztott veszélyben van, és habár jellemük nem is különbözhetne jobban, mégis kénytelenek társakká válni, és megküzdeni számtalan bizalmi játszmával, belső démonnal és egy súlyos családi örökséggel is. Viszont a Morthanben nem tűrik a lázongást, és az ellenállás egyenesen a színfalak mögé repíti őket, ahonnan már csak egyetlen mód van kimenekülni. Ha megszöknek. Együtt. Mielőtt a haláluk dátuma az iskola eltussolt aktái közé keveredik...

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