Mutantoc Stories

In a world ruled by Quirk-users, the emergence of Mutants-humans born with the powerful X-Gene-throws society into chaos. Feared and hated as the next stage of evolution, Mutants are oppressed under the Mutant Registration Act, hunted by Sentinels, and persecuted by Hero Society itself. After accidentally revealing her catastrophic reality-warping powers during an anti-mutant attack, teenager Iris Hayashi-an Omega-Level Mutant known as Wishmaker-is forced to flee and seek refuge at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Chosen as a mutant exchange student at U.A. High School, Iris must hide the true extent of her abilities while navigating a society that fears her existence. Caught between Professor Charles Xavier's dream of coexistence and Magneto's belief that Mutants must rule over humanity, Iris becomes the center of a growing war between Homo Sapiens and Homo Superiors-one that could reshape reality itself. But as anti-mutant hatred grows, Magneto's Brotherhood rises, the HPSC and the WHA prepare for war, and humanity's fear and hate pushes the world toward collapse, Iris must choose between Xavier's dream of peace or embracing the overwhelming power within her that could change the future of humanity forever.

Stephen Strange came to Kamar-Taj to repair his hands and return to his old life as a world renowned surgeon. Hayden Jones came to Kamar-Taj to escape her past and the abuse she faced for simply being as she was; a mutant. When these two radically different individuals meet, an unlikely friendship is formed. But as feelings deepen and Kaecilius threatens everything Kamar-Taj stands for, Hayden Jones and Stephen Strange must stand even more firmly together to defeat Kaecilius and save the world. Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is gonna be a four or five part story following the events of Doctor Strange. Think of it as a warm up story as I get back into the swing of writing and uploading full length stories. I'll be updating this twice a week on Mondays and Thursdays. Thanks for stopping by! Mundie P.s: I'll be uploading this story on my Tumblr and Ao3 accounts linked on my profile page if any of you guys prefer those platforms.

On December 15, 2005 scientist Dorian Martel created the very first human insecta hybrid. This is her life. I couldn't think of anything else. Enjoy.

Aiden "Denny" Martinez is a 20 years old Graphic Design University student while a part-timer at Channel 6 News, where she gets all the juicy updates about the infamous Foot Clan to report to the Vigilant. Just like the Vigilant, Denny is more than just what the cover shows- with a long-forgotten past, her own beast inside rages to always hulk out when justice calls.

Like it says in the title, this is a RP book all about the new series: Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! SPOILERS will be in this book so if you haven't watched the series then I implore you to watch this series before peeking into this book!

She danced around the bare room. It was only made of concrete, and she had a dog bed in the corner. In a small basket, she had some chew toys, but that was it. Bella loved it. It was more than she could ask for. She was a mutant. Her father was The Shredder, and her sister, Karai. Bella continued listening to songs on Pandora. When she was a dog, she didn't ever pay attention to music, and now... It felt like her life force was Pandora. "Bella?" "Hey, Karai!" Bella smiled, spinning around in a circle. "Come on, father wants to train with you." Bella stopped. She turned to her. "He... What?" "Father wants to train with you." Karai repeated herself. Bella gulped. This wasn't going to be fun.

When a frightened little girl with a vanishing touch is placed in Charles Xavier's care, he doesn't hesitate. She's delicate, quiet, barely there-like porcelain-and he swears to protect her. Erik Lehnsherr warns him not to get attached. Porcelain breaks. But as the world shifts around them, Charles and Erik begin to build something fragile and beautiful-a strange little family on the edge of a war they never asked for. And maybe... porcelain isn't as fragile as it seems.