Legion Stories

The only female Arc angel was condemned and now lives with us humans. Years later she finds herself in the middle of the desert and her bike is in need of gas. As she pulls over at a rundown truck stop diner, she hears gun shots from inside. Rushing in to find a possessed human laying dead on the floor and eight high strung, adrenaline filled humans. Just touching the human’s forehead she is given all the information that she needs. The one human is about to give birth to a child that would forever change the world. And the angels have orders to stop that from happening. Making a decision to protect the child she grabs her gear and aid the humans in any way she can, without telling them what she truly is. And she was doing just fine until Michael shows and like dominos her world will soon be in a downward spiral. But will a condemned Angle and a fallen angel be able to protect the last hope for humanity?

𝐍𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐫 - 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞. and in the end. it's you against you. fighting for yourself. The son of Neptune // The blood of Olympus fem oc x Leo Valdez ACT I // The son of Neptune -> complete and published ACT II // The mark of Athena -> writing in process All rights go to Rick Riordan, the author of the Percy Jackson books. Except my original characters and their plots. 🥈 #bloodofolympus || 27.09.2025 🥇 #reynaramirezarellano || 09.11.2025 🥇 #bloodofolympus || 09.11.2025 🥇 #romangods || 12.11.2025 🥇 #frankzhang || 28.11.2025 🥇 #leovaldez || 03.01.2026

A man reincarnated into the Warhammer universe. In Barbarus.

The world is your playground. You can do whatever your heart desires. But no matter how far you dig into the sandbox, you only ever touch the surface of a truth so fragile... it looks like a lie pretending to exist. Corporations. Organizations. Companies. All of them want the same thing. Power. And they will reshape themselves endlessly to get it. They rise, decay, and pull others down with them like gravity learning how to think. But what if that ecosystem... is not the core truth? What if it is only the reflection? Because beneath everything you see, there is something colder. Older. A structure that does not belong to your understanding of reality. And the world you stand on is not simply a world. It is a mirror. And something on the other side is watching it break. An entity that does not understand freedom.. but recognizes it. And when that envy becomes loud enough... it slips through. Not visibly. Not cleanly. Not in a way anyone is meant to notice. Because nobody sees it. And even those who do? are never believed... Except for one. Except them. They do not call it a miracle. They do not call it a conspiracy. They classify it. Contain it. Convert it into something usable. In a world where war is constant and corporations monetize survival itself, there is still something operating beneath the surface-moving through black waters, cleaning up what should not exist, and charging a price no one can fully understand. Officially, they are just another black water organization. Unremarkable. Deniable. Replaceable. But in the margins of erased reports and sealed files? they have a name. I.R.R.C.

Han pasado 10 años desde que una enfermedad misteriosa apareció en el mundo la cual no se conoce de dónde proviene... El mundo se convirtió en un auténtico infierno... Morgan es uno de los tantos sobrevivientes a este infierno se encuentra rodeado en un mundo lleno de muertos vivientes, los cuales nacieron por aquella enfermedad misteriosa... Morgan se verá forzado a proteger su vida mientras protege la vida de un niño, teniendo que tomar las decisiones más complicadas para garantizar la supervivencia de ambos...

** DOUBLE AWARD WINNER IN THE PROSE FICTION AWARDS 2017** Imagine finding yourself in Azeroth for real, a parallel universe of the game World of Warcraft and knowing of certain events about to occur. What would you do? Who would you trust? And would you dare fall in love with a charismatic NPC? World of Warcraft, the Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game, has become a refuge for 28 year old, office worker, Sarah Metcalfe. Playing for just over a year, she is utterly enchanted and hooked by it's characters, NPCs, lands and lore developing a particular fascination in the storyline of Illidan Stormrage ... On another plane, another time, the world of Azeroth and it's people are very real indeed. Their lives and storylines, have been somehow mirrored by the game in which nearly 10 million players on a planet called Earth subscribe to, yet of this they are oblivious. Until that is, the body of a strange young woman is discovered near Stone Cairn Lake in Goldshire. Sarah Metcalfe finds herself inexplicably in the city of Stormwind. Armed with the knowledge she has of events past, present and those still to come in Azeroth, she ends up in the care of Archmage Khadgar. But this in itself sparks off an unexpected set of events, and the Archmage finds himself in a battle he had not prepared himself for....

Centuries ago, when the world was broken by the great Cataclysm. People struggled to survive in the new lands. Three factions remained out of the hundreds... Now a new threat descends upon them... A lone Warden from a forgotten house rises to protect his people and those who are not of blood...

The Mojave Campaign was meant to expand the NCR further west, gaining land and a city that could elevate the nation even further. 20 years later and hundreds of thousands of dollars down the drain and it has nothing to show for it except for the dead buried in the sands of Nevada and a treaty that net them losses rather than gains. This is the story of a common soldier that's there as tensions rise and a new faction bearing the name of an ancient empire enters joins the table. Work of Fanfiction, I do not own Bethesda studios or the Fallout franchise

"We commit to the cradle of time the Last Hope, Gamera. May he awaken with the Shadow of Evil, Gyaos." For thousands of years, mankind believed Kaijū to be myths, legends of the past. They were wrong. Now humanity's struggle against monsters tears apart Japan. Only one Kaijū fights for humanity...Gamera, The Last Hope.

He was not born a monster. He was made one. A boy from a dying world, stranded in an empire built on chains, shaped by hands that knew exactly how to break something without leaving marks. This is how a child becomes a weapon. This is how a weapon becomes a god. This is how it begins.

After being by God's side for eons watching how He has ruled man, whispers move across the heavens again as the system is faulted by angels. One - Lucifer - had fallen to hell after assuming a pundit's role, but with time the angels found a way to go around it. The one singly standing lethal force of them: Michael, takes to the front, hoping to lead a more powerful revolution to overthrow God and assume control of mankind. But as usual God always has an answer, Elijah.

Renee Hanson had just gotten home from the army when angels in human bodies just started to attack her home.

You awoke in a strange and cold place with very few memories of who you were or what your past life was. To make things worse, you seemed to be in the middle of a meadow, out in a forest, with no clue on how you'd got there! Panic sets in quickly. . . . What, or how long, will it take for you remember who you had been before you arrived in this strange and frightening place? Will it even mean anything if you do remember your past in this new Realm? __ Follow along as we venture into the fog and try to unlock the memories of the past... while creating new ones for the future! ____ Reader is from a female perspective. _ WARNING - Fluff, Lemon/Smut This will happen at some point. I will be building relationships with character(s). _ This will be a Storybook that will be updated slow as heck as I get used to writing again. I have no set plan on the story so it could get weird fast! _ Art is not mine!! I find it on Pinterest or other sources. If you know who owns any art I used, please DM me so I can credit them! _ Dead by Daylight and etc owned by BEhaviour

Foolish act of bravery. - That was what Bellatrice thinks of her parents' death. Hope for a better life. - That was what drives her closer to the King. Sacrifice for justice. - That is what she will be fighting for. Every day she spends in the Citadel is one step closer to her death.

Hi! So my friend and I made this little story about Ghostface and Frank from dead by daylight, so I guess it's a love story but there's a lot of gore in it but hope you like it!

You're doing gens, running from the killer like you'd usually do, but something was different with this killer. A feeling of interest made you wonder who this man was.

This is a short story about the life of a legionnaire in Ceasar's Army on his conquest of Gaul. It is entirely fiction.

Yjarrn is floating through life until a scrape with the Riften city guard changes everything.

Jess Scaleswind ( so not original ) a girl with wolf ears and tail. She's sets out on a journey after her dragon.... yep u know it she's a dragon slayer.After her dragon Clarin left her and her exceed Kacey go on a hunt for guilds.......... Read for the rest I only own my ocs Jess and kacey and Clarin I do not own FAIRYTAIL or artwork

Y/N is a radiant on Omega Earth fighting in Legion alongside many other agents, picking up scrap after scrap of radianite from Alpha Earth. With their planet quickly falling apart, they make an interesting choice.. one that intertwines fates with a certain blonde haired, Russian archer. ~ This story loosely follows the lore of mirror earths so I recommend researching it a bit as it is interesting and will also explain better than me. (this is my first fanfiction please dont expect anything good)