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SHREDDED LEASH

SACCHARIN3_LOS3R

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Parts 14
Time 1h 29m

SACCHARIN3_LOS3R

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Super power abilities formed between the years 1926-1928, and it is now 2029, there were six societies in this world with that information. Civilians, crooks, those who simply walked the other way, heros, villains, and last of all, vigilantes. Most hero and villain identities were publicly known, but there was only one society where no one could really be identified, the vigilantes. If an accident happened and if someone's identity got out, they were found dead within the next week, registered as 'suicide' in the police files. But everyone knew the victims never took their own lives, no one questioned it either, for the fear of the most powerful society was bigger than their love for their lost ones. You're the vigilante society's leader, and frenemies with the villain society leader. You happened to noticed her personal 'assistant', the usual guard/lap dog servant type, a violent one at that. You never paid the mutt any kind of attention, until you saw who, or exactly what he really was...All Rights Reserved

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Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Everyones Obsessed* by Cie1_5

The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things. | | || ||| ||||| |||||||| ||||||||||||| You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life. •__ •_ •• •_• •_• • •••• / ••_ • •_• I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before. Xgbs bqf zpv patfttfc xisg? To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible. Dy32Al43Dy44|Dy11Al99Dy33|Dy44Dy87Dy22|Dy01Dy87|Dy87Al11Dy01Dy33Dy01Dy01Dy33Al21|Dy32Dy55Al01Al43|Dy21Al99Dy11Dy21Dy65Dy55Al77Dy43|Dy21Dy87Al21Dy33Dy01/

City of Masks: Vigilante origins by TipsyWizard

Abominations, freaks, monsters; society has forever ostracized those who stand out. And when the discovery of a new mineral leads to people developing supernatural abilities, these "Abnormals" are treated no differently. However in the wake of a catastrophic event that left everyone wondering whether it was the end, everything changed. Now Abnormals are appreciated more than ever as an era of Superheroes was born, inspired by the heroes who saved the World! But this story isn't about those heroes, instead we follow Elliot Campbell, seventeen years later, in the waning years of Superhero popularity. Elliot is your average bystander who struggles everyday to stay above rock bottom, except for one big problem; he is an absolute loser, incapable of making correct decisions. That is until he is offered the power to change the course of his life forever. He could become an Abnormal or even more hopeful he could become a Superhero! Except that the way he would get his powers isn't exactly above board & the people he would be joining are fighting crime outside of the law. Is this the chance he must take to turn his life around or just another BIG mistake in a long long list of them?

Don't Be a Hero by L1l-R00

Hey there folks! Welcome to Havenport! Your sparkling metropolis with only a very minor case of major organized crime that you will barely notice apart from the city-wide turf war between the two mega crime rings struggling for sole control. If you're fearing for your safety, don't! Reported crime is at an all-time low so this is the perfect place to settle down, get married, raise a family, and watch everything you've worked so hard to build burn to ashes the moment you cross the wrong superhuman mafia grunt. They don't care about our insignificant little lives anyway. Unless you have money, property, a superpower, or morals. Don't poke the sleeping giants unless you wish to get squished, and don't try to topple them. Better men than you have tried. They're too big to fail. Now let me tell you the best thing to do when you finally arrive! Leave. No one is safe.

Freedom's Peace [Aizawa x Villain!OC MHA FF] by BrightSpark4

Society loves heroes and hates villains and is blind to vigilantes, viewing them as either unsung heroes or understated villains... I like to believe different. Everyone is human at the end of the day, some are worst or better than others. After all, some humans hide behind the title of hero to get away with horrible things like abuse, murder, theft, negligence, etc... While others hide behind the title of villain to finally be free from terrible pasts or to just simply gain freedom they never had. Then there's others that hide behind the title of vigilante to either save and protect innocents or to get rid of those they deem their enemies. Everyone has reasons and beliefs that lead them to what they aim to do in life. I'm no different. After all... I didn't end up the number one villain in the world for no reason. Then again, according to society's standards I changed. Wanna know my story? Well read to find out! Freedom, out!

World Order's Malicious Guide by Juno_21

One day, upon dying, Jun was a soul who was suddenly captured by the villain system. Every world she lived a tragic life. Every ending was the same. Unlike many others who obeyed quietly under the system's order, or to seek a quick death, Jun never stopped retaliating against her fate. Since Jun refused to give in, the system plotted to break her mind apart. However, after "countless" deaths, Jun remained firm in herself, and only she knew her maliciousness grew stronger and deeper. But Jun was not afraid. Paranoia and hatred might run deep in her mind, but no one was more clear than her that only when one dared to challenge their fate could they truly grasp their own "destiny". Villains could also have a life without being overshadowed by the brilliance of the protagonists too. "My chosen demise? The righteous protagonists rule? They don't matter. Eventually, I will reclaim what's rightfully mine." Even if it takes everything that I need to get what I want. ... [This is an original novel written by me. This story is and should ONLY be on Wattpad, Scribblehub, Patreon as of 21 February 2024. Any of my stories published outside of these websites are STOLEN!] Copyright © 2024 by Juno. All rights reserved.

Not Unique by BlissHikaru

When a zombie apocalypse hits the world on its National Thanksgiving, in less than 24 hours, villages, cities, towns, entire countries are wiped out. Gone away into the dust, to never be seen. Nah, they all emerge as mindless angry creatures that would destroy anything in it's path to get a drop of your blood. Zombies. Not just the regular zombies you see in TV. Not the slowpokes, dumb, crazied flesh-eating monsters. No, these zombies can see, smell, run, climb, they can imitate and God help us they understand and not simply imitate. What happens when these zombies begin to gain intelligence? Every living thing evolves and if it doesn't; it's not worthy of being called 'living'. So when the remaining of humanity remains unmoving, stagnant but the zombies keep growing in mass, intelligence, strength; living. Living on the bare minimum, working your back, seeing loved ones day every single day, hearing screams of help from all around you but knowing how you couldn't do anything. This is a world where surviving wasn't... surviving. Living hurts. This is a world where even horror die-hard fans would rather not be in. For you to live, you have to be insane. And thankfully for one of our characters, they've gone insane.

The Shelter by -space-child-

No one really knew how X's came to be. One day there weren't any, the next day half the population was wiped out. All Karma knew was that they are technological monsters, fit to be the world's biggest weapon, after the splitting particle ray which could reduce any person into air particles in a millisecond. Karma realised how simple it would be to destroy an army even with one X. They were practically indestructible, perfect killing machines, only they'd turned on the government, apparently. Or maybe those bastards had escaped perfectly unharmed, watching how the country was being destroyed. Maybe it was an excuse for overpopulation. xx-xx Karma has been trying to survive for over a year, but it's difficult when X's, mechanical killing machines, roam the streets, hungry for human flesh. Every day that passes by without finding a portal brings the morale lower. They need to escape the country before they all end up dead. It doesn't help that the X's have changed their tactics and are now manipulating people to commit suicide. The death rate keeps increasing, and Karma has to find out what family means, and to what extremes she would go to save the ones she loves.

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Static

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16