Ocprotagonist Stories

Bella had a hard life. Her motber died when she was 4, her "uncle" disappeared when she was 12, and her "cousins" were long gone. One day her uncle's ex-assistant tells her to look through her uncle's research wbout the town's most cursed site, Mt. Ebbot. As she reads, forgotten memories return: fish with spears, goats with pie, and flowers that talked... What was under Mt. Ebbot?

Ray keeps his world small on purpose: dawn runs by the river, groceries in a cloth bag, tea poured for a cedar shrine that bears more silence than names. To most he's just a kid in a hoodie with careful eyes. But his palm remembers the weight of a sealed blade-Nanaka no Ryūjin-and the seven quiet voices that sleep inside it. One of those voices sounds like a teacher; another sounds like a mother; all of them ask the same thing: choose. He doesn't hide. He counts steps, maps shadows, and practices leaving and arriving until space itself knows his habit. He refuses to forget the night everything went wrong, or the pale marks left by those who write endings with silver. He wants one thing and has wanted it since he was small: to answer the Quincy who took his family with something sharper than memory. Most days are gentle. He learns the city's pulse-the way the bridge hums at noon, the way the alley cat grants pardons, the way a broom on shrine steps can feel like armor. He eats in quiet, trains without applause, and keeps his promise to the street: if he cannot make it safe, he will at least make it honest. Nanaka walks beside him where no one can see, correcting his footwork, teasing his pride, reminding him that wrath is a tool, not a heartbeat. There are rumors inside him he cannot verify: a face in authority that might recognize his mother in the angle of his jaw; a blade that shouldn't exist. On certain nights the sky feels numbered, as if someone is counting down from a place he can't reach. On certain mornings, hollows thin from the edges of town as though an unseen cloth has wiped the day clean. He files these things where he keeps useful fears. The seven voices wake in order; the city's map wakes with them. Somewhere far away, old debts practice being due. Somewhere very near, a boy in ordinary clothes walks toward whatever is coming with a vow louder than his blade and a quiet that refuses to break first.

What if Ash had a twin brother? One who was more pragmatic? Unlike Ash, who follows his heart and gut, Ray Ketchum relies on plans and strategy.R

Jose as a child was someone who preferred other things such as reading and letting others do things while he observes, He knew that his father was estranged and he also knew that his father was secretive about things when his father unknowingly or it seems to be gave him a book, many question but he was kept in dark with nothing but his wits will he restore his normalcy? (OC plot) Cross-posted in Fanfiction Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13992813/1/A-Facade-of-Normalcy

In this Mha universe what if there was an individual that was quirkless yet very strong? What if he wasn't the only quirkless individual with much higher strength than even "normal people" with quirks? Will society like or fear him? Will they have a changed view of the quirkless population? [WARNING:WILL INCLUDE GORE.]

'Damn her staring.' Kara thought half irritated and half embarrassed as she removed her shirt while her back remained to the brunette. Finally not able to bear the awkward silence anymore, she turned her head to cast a sideways glance and barked, "The hell are ya staring at?" Her response wasn't what she expected to hear. "Your tattoo is...beautiful." Kara's brow twitched as a blush flushed her face, she swore and quickly shut the shower curtain on Yuki's face. Covering her face with a hand she murmured, "If only you knew." Yuki poked her head in and asked "Knew what?" Kara flushed even deeper and hollered quite loudly; "The hell?! Get outta here!!" (A/N: Vampire AU of Vampire Knight with my OFC as Zero Kiryu, details inside. I own nothing but my OFC and this fictional story.)

🔥 Crimson Kin: The Fox Returns A Boruto AU Fanfiction by Kishore Kumar He carries Kurama's flame. He may be Konoha's hope- or its greatest threat. Fifteen years after the Fourth Great Ninja War, peace is fragile. Naruto Uzumaki-now Hokage-lies in critical condition after the loss of Kurama. The Tailed Beast is gone... or so the world believes. Until a blood-soaked figure bursts into the hospital: Hattori Uzumaki. Naruto's son. A crimson-haired ANBU prodigy. And inside him, sealed and stirring-a baby Kurama reborn in chakra and rage. As secrets unravel and powers awaken, one truth emerges: Hattori wasn't meant to inherit peace. He was born for chaos. Can Konoha handle the storm that's coming? Or is the village training the weapon that will one day destroy it? New Chapters Weekly! 🔖 Add to Library • 💬 Comments Encouraged • ❤️ Likes Matter! 🔖Tags: #BorutoAU #NarutoFanfiction #KuramaReturns #UzumakiLegacy #AnimeAU #ShinobiNextGen #DarkProtagonist #ComingOfAge #Naruto #WattpadAnime

"Why my quirk defines my future?", Ahmya is one of the lucky 80% who are born with quirks and a very powerful one that caused the saying "with a quirk like that you should be a hero" being a common thing for her but there's a problem: be a hero is the last thing she wants to be. So follow how she deals with everyone and gets the so average life she deserves.