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When the world around me breaks, it doesn't always crack where you expect. The thing inside me that used to be a secret ally grows louder, and suddenly I'm not sure whether I'm the one holding the pen or reading someone else's handwriting. People call it danger. I call it my life. Masako refuses to wait for permission. She gathers the people who know me best, friends who have laughed with me, fought with me, and once shared a dorm room, and drags them into something reckless and impossible: a rescue. A symbol of peace arrives and the battlefield shifts under everyone's feet. A power I don't fully understand falls into the wrong hands. Loyalties bend. Faces I trusted become puzzles. Choices have costs, and the cost is never just mine. How do you save someone who might not want to be saved? What do you do when the person you're trying to protect starts to look like the enemy? Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own the My Hero Academia universe or any of the images I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

TW: Violence, Death WINGS OF FIRE IS OWNED BY TUI T. SUTHERLAND AND NOT BY ME! COVER ART NOT BY ME NEW CHAPTERS EVERY FRIDAY When ancient secrets forgotten by all are uncovered, when the land is scarred and fading, four will be chosen by fate. A dragon of the earth and sea, born of a forbidden union. An egg from blessed sands. Dark wings of the night, graced by the cosmos. A frostbitten child, of gilded power stolen. When the earth burns, and a conqueror rises, shall they banish the evil and decide the fate of all.. Travel back thousands of years into Pyrrhia's past. Before the Dragonet Prophecy, before the Legend of Darkstalker, one small group of Dragonets would decide the worlds fate. As a new King is crowned and tensions rise, you can only have one thing in this treacherous age; Hope.

Hello there! I am here to deliver you all some short stories! These are Oc x Oc and is mainly my practice ground for this accounts more focused story, the three continents. DOn't worry, i had a slight bit of disinterest in wattpad and wings of fire, but the story shall be continued! We won't abandon it!

When a new girl joins Willow Clark's Biology class, Willow can tell there's something supernatural about her, but she don't know what. Willow is the alpha of The Clark Pack and her pack also agree that there is something strange about the girl. Then in the woods that evening, the pack is attacked by a group of hunters and are saved by...something. Could the two events be connected? ((I do not own the Teen Wolf universe but all OCs were made be me and no canon character is used. Enjoy!))

They say heroes are born in the spotlight. Loud declarations, grand rescues, shining icons. They never tell you about the quiet war inside someone who can pull the world in and shove it away. My name is Ken Sukoku. My quirk should have been simple: a twin force. One that draws, one that repels. Simple in theory, brutal in practice. Because the "repel" lives in a second mind. Nega is my shadow given a voice: sharper, crueler, everything I bury when I smile. Sometimes he nudges. Sometimes he rips control from me. Every step toward heroism becomes a gamble: will I save someone, or will Nega decide who we are? Welcome to Season One, my fumbling, fiery audition for U.A. High. In a world where the famous heroes you've heard of never existed, I must carve my own path. Classrooms become battlegrounds of discipline and doubt. Training drills strip me raw. Friends, stubborn, loud, impossibly loyal, glue my splinters back together. Teachers push harder than I thought I could bear. And on nights when I'm certain I'll break, it's the small hands and steady eyes around me that teach me what "hero" can mean. This season is equal parts awkward courage and ugly truth: learning to trust people, to pick myself up when I fall, and to face the terrifying possibility that becoming a hero might mean risking the part of me I'm most afraid to lose. Follow me as I learn whether a boy split in two can ever stand whole in the light. (Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters.)

After the chaos of the Sports Festival my heart is still buzzing, but there's no time to breathe. It's finally our turn to step onto real streets, to train under real pros, to taste what hero work actually feels like beyond school walls. My mentor doesn't give me a single moment of rest. Every mistake is caught, every hesitation burned out of me. And just when I start to think I can keep up, the city shifts. Real villains appear. Not school-level threats, not simulations. People who look at us and see targets, not students. Facing them shakes something in me I didn't know was fragile. But the worst blow isn't mine. One of my closest friends gets caught in the crossfire of this new reality, and everything we thought we understood about becoming heroes twists in an instant. Training, pride, ambition... all of it feels different when someone you care about is the one who pays the price. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

After what Nega and I pulled off at the I-Expo, I thought life would finally get easier. I thought I could count on him now as a partner, a power I could trust. Then I woke up one morning and he was gone. No voice. No presence. Nothing. Like a part of me had been cut out. Everyone tells me to focus on the Summer Training Camp, that pushing my quirk to its limit might bring him back. I try to believe it. I try to breathe through the fear that without Nega I'm weaker, slower, incomplete. But just when hope starts to settle, Nemesis returns. Not to scare us. Not to test us. To finish what they started. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

My second month at U.A. feels like a bruise that won't stop pulsing. After the first tests I expected courage to be simple. It isn't. It tastes like adrenaline and the metallic whisper of fear. I'm sick of holding back. I'm tempted to call Nega forward, to let that raw force answer when my hands tremble. The thought makes my chest both ache and race. The Sports Festival is a furnace of heat and hungry eyes. Under that noise I will be forced to choose: use him and gain the edge, or keep him caged and risk falling behind. Friends who trust me, rivals who want to break me, the crowd that will cheer whichever version of me shows up. Everything narrows to one pulse. I am terrified of what I might become. I am desperate to prove I can be more. I step onto that platform because running away is no longer an option. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

I thought the First Term Final Exams would be the peak of my stress, but the following days proves I was wrong. My internship mentor sends an invitation to I-Island for the I-Expo, the world's biggest showcase of quirk research. For a moment I let myself think it would be a break. A reward. A chance to feel normal. Then everything goes wrong. Security locks down, alarms scream, and suddenly my friends and I are trapped in a crisis way bigger than anything U.A. ever prepared us for. Real villains. Real stakes. People counting on us because there's no one else close enough to act. I feel Nega awaken the moment danger hits, his power pressing against mine, urging me to let go. The moment where Nega and I stop running from what we are and face what we could become is here. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

I still wake with the taste of smoke in my mouth and Nemesis shouting in my bones. Seeing them up close broke a rhythm in me I did not know I had. The Hunter almost killed Kazuo's father and that image sits behind my eyes like a warning I cannot ignore. Returning to U.A. felt like a fragile mercy, a place where I could breathe for a second and then have the air squeezed out again. The First Term Finals arrive like a challenge and a truth at once: pass and we prove this training mattered, fail and everything feels like it could unravel. I study with hands that tremble, I train with a mouth that promises, and at night I whisper that I will be stronger so no one I love pays for my fear. I am afraid, but I refuse to stop. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.