Badfuture Stories

In this dark bad future of the world, the villains took over and all for one is now the ruler of this world some of class 1-a and class 1-b are either enslaved, or killed or some survived. They lost their friends shoto, izuku ( who sacrifice himself), shoji, tenya, tokoyami, tsuyu and mina, Tetsutetsu, their all dead. Nakano's future self in the dark future. is a teenager around 15-16 year's old.

The beginning of the end was unexpected. They didn't know how or why, until they did. A little hc on how the turtles found out about the Key and the whole beginning of the bad future

A story of struggle, racism, action and a dark society where enslavement has been normalized and reintegrated around the globe. Genesis must fight for her life and protect her mind against the strengths of insanity. A metaphor for how the world is reversing through time and how racism is becoming more and more prevelent. Chapters will be updated every 4 days to weekly during November and hopefully December. WARNING: Will contain blood, trauma and horror, younger viewer descretion is advized!

I'd rate this as pg-13 for the violence. I'll get the description in a few weeks. BreakerRebel is writing as Rebel and I'm writing as Connor.

With no memories of what happened in the last two weeks, the former Red Leader wakes up in an alley only to find that everyone assumes he was murdered after his army had been taken down by a new ruler. He's confused, relying on snippets and flashes of the past to recollect what happened after his supposed death. But from who's point of view? When he finds his old enemy, he learns that the world wasn't the only thing that was fucked over. Who is this new leader? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This will feature: TomTord Swearing Depression Smoking/drugs Alcoholism Violence Suggestive humor/actions

"I didn't know where else to go." The sound of the rain smashing upon the metal roof was drowned out by his words. Valerie's grip loosened at the sight of him. Dan Phantom, humanity's greatest threat, was standing at her balcony door, his left arm reduced to an oozing green hole, and his ghastly blue skin bleed through his ripped suit. He smelled of sulfur and fire, with half of his white cape, reduced to half of its size. The remaining half had been burnt to a black crisp. All while green ectoplasm ran down his body in thick rivers. With a sigh, she moved aside and let him in.