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Lionheart

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“I can walk myself, Bird boy,” I say in English, with as much venom as I could manage. We stand there for a few moments, engaged in the deadly stare down. 
	“My name's got more meaning than that merchandise title of yours, Recruit C666,” he replies coolly. I punch him squarely in the jaw. He staggers back, surprised.
	“Names mark that you are owned by someone else. You are nothing more that a useless pawn stolen from from your own parents. Stupid Russian can't even recognize who's good and who's bad,” Sparrow boy says, leaving the room. His words linger in the air, but I shove it away. I have heard worse from the generals and commanders of C-Union. I have been trampled over, spat on, beaten, treated like like a true C-Union soldier. That is how I am what I am today, a physically and emotionally strong female soldier. Sparrow boy wouldn't last one day in my boots. I follow him from far behind, hearing him mutter curses under his breath. A sudden scream pierces our quiet foot steps. A male's voice is creaming unintelligible words which is immediately cut short with the slam of a door. I cringe at the agonizing sound as my mind shifts to forbidden memories...All Rights Reserved

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The Hunt by Qthehunt

Cecily's blade swung, hitting its mark as always. The man's arm fell to the cold grass of the prison with a familiar thud. He let out a blood curdling scream. A warning to the rest. Stay away, the Hunter is here. That's the name they'd given her, the Hunter. After she cut off the man who tried to rape hers masculinity, they stayed away. She'd made it clear anyone who tried to touch her would be hunted and slaughtered. Cecily kneeled down, pushing the man's face into the dirt so she could use his back as a seat while she trifled through his belongings. "You're hurting my ears," she told him, no remorse in her voice. "Quiet down before I really do kill you." The man but his lip, well aware that she wasn't lying. Sobs shook him, making for an uncomfortable seat. She, however, didn't particularly feel the beed to kill him. It happened, not often, but it did. "Oh, hush up," she hissed, taking out a bag of rations with her metal hand, "it doesn't hurt that bad." With her good, human hand, she dropped the plastic bag of food into her own bag. She pushed up, off the man back. As she was about to walk away, bag slung over her shoulder, brushing against her autumn colored braid, she turned back to him. "Consider yourself lucky," she said, no hatred in her voice, there never was. "Consider yourself lucky that you didn't do anything stupid. And even luckier if one of the scum bagged criminals in here feel a little light in their hearts and help you. Consider yourself luckier if you die there." With that, her old black and white Nike sneakers carried her off into the brush of the huge prison.

Slapdash Neural Wiring | The Murderbot Diaries | SecUnit Nine #2 [✓] by potatoturnipbean

[Complete] Stealing stuff is supposed to be simple. But when I decide to rescue a ComfortUnit from a company that I faked my own death to escape, and they're hauling "pesticides" that don't seem to have much agricultural value, things get a lot more complicated. Add to that, there are still humans around to get hurt by corporate paranoia/ secrecy/ vindictiveness, and things are...well, yeah. This is going to be a lot. ___ From the perspective of an original SecUnit character named Nine (because I'm sensitive to "Murderbot would not say that"). ___ Content warnings: - Strong language (swearing) - Canon-typical violence - Serious injuries - Disfigurement or non-consensual body modification (occurs off-page, discussed) - Minor character death - Blood and gore - Fire - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) - Chemical Weapons ___ Other tags: - The Corporation Rim is Terrible - Corporate Espionage - no beta we die like murderbots - Heist Silly tags: - Unreliable narrator(s) but only because of the brain damage - If sarcasm were rocket fuel we could be an intergalactic civilization by now - Hurt/ComfortUnit, or HurtUnit/ComfortUnit (pun, no romance) - Grumpy-sunshine dynamics but the sunshine person is just as damaged as the grumpy person - If it's unsafe to be yourself, you'll always pretend to be someone else - If you always pretend to be someone else, you'll never know who you are - If you never know who you are, you'll never know what you want ___ Inspired by *Fugitive Telemetry*: "I started to say that they never used SecUnits for espionage, and then I realized I didn't actually know that for sure. Take away our armor and alter our appearance and give us the right module..." ___ Cover created in Canva. Both images are called "Modern technology icon" by iconsy.

The Queen of the Desert by AnthonyBloom

Jane is simply trying to survive. In a world of nuclear post-apocalypse, blood-crazed Objectivists, immortality-seeking cultists, NFT-obsessed killbots, power-hungry narcissists, and nymphomaniac Anarchists. A stoic soldier with a heart of gold. How long will she go on until the past catches up with her? 10,500 words of visceral action, black humor, and extreme weirdness. The story is SUPER silly, but it has an important purpose. I'm only publishing it to raise funds for my hometown in Ukraine. As a city of 300,000 on the eastern border, Sumy was one of the first to be attacked by the Russian army. For more than a month, we suffered from airstrikes, artillery, blockades, and hunger. The city was encircled, yet it never fell. Now that Russians have retreated, we see death and destruction across the whole region. The Sumy volunteer community created a charity fund to help us survive, rebuild, and protect against the new attacks. Our website https://www.fond.sumy.ua/ lists different ways you can help the Sumy region. You can choose to donate specifically for: - Medicine - First aid kits - Optics - Communication devices - Armor plates for the territorial defense - Other needs (including clothing and food for the elderly, disabled, and most vulnerable people). Like many of you I've been a pacifist for my entire life, but now the only way to stop these horrors is to ensure Ukrainians have enough weapons to defend themselves. So if you want to help the Ukrainian army, the best way is to donate to the country's biggest charity fund Come Back Alive (https://www.comebackalive.in.ua/). Over the past 8 years, they've collected over $20 million donations and have a crystal-clear reputation. Please, donate if you enjoyed my story. And if you found it to be the shittiest thing ever written - roast me in public or in person - and I'll double your donation;) Raise the awareness! Now every penny, every word can save a life. Temporary cover by Anastasia Rey

His Prize by google1021

Nina is captured by parbeing man. He plans to turn her into his pet. He knows she won't go down without a fight, but he's not prepared for how much 'fight' she has packed in her small body. His new pet leaks into every area of his life, changing things in ways he could never have imagined. Parbeings are the new and improved apex predators of Earth. Created from gene editing, they are the perfect humans, so perfect that they are no longer even considered human. *** Content Warning: The protagonist of this story is a victim of abuse. I do not condone the actions of the antagonist *** Chapter 1 extract: "Hey Alex. Get over here. I've got something for you," he calls into his collar radio. I reach the end of the alley and turn to face my foe once again, but he remains where he is, still blocking my path but not approaching either. New plan: when he gets close, duck under his arms and make a run for it. Now I just have to wait. Before a minute has even passed, another armoured soldier appears and joins the first. This just keeps getting worse. How am I supposed to dodge past two of them? "What do you want now?" the new soldier grumbles. This one must be Alex. "Look at this cute little human I found. She's feisty. I think she's perfect for you." I glare at them. "I don't want a pet human. That's your disgusting fetish, and I'll have no part in it." "Oh come on Captain," the first soldier whines, "You don't have to fuck her, just train her to be obedient. Surely you can control one measly wild human? You are a captain after all. When you're done, you can just get rid of her, like I do with my humans." What the fuck? For a brief moment my fear is replaced by anger. Who do they think they are, talking about me like I'm some kind of wild animal? "Get the fuck away from me! You freaks!" I screech. The first soldier just flashes an evil grin. They don't budge. "Are you just going to let her talk to you like that?" he goads Alex. (Complete. 70k words.)

More Than A Machine || Connor x Reader D:BH by OhLookAMeme

"You really are more than a machine." "And I have you to thank for it." Her, a human, full of emotion. Him, a machine, designed to accomplish a task. --/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/- Think about freedom. How lucky you may be to have it. How much you'd sacrifice so that those around you didn't have to suffer. Now imagine, If you weren't even human. If freedom was never within grasp. If humanity treated you like garbage, as just their slaves. If you were only looked down on, never loved, never praised. Only used. Their own personal toy. Now's the time where you need to ask yourself How far would you go to be free? --/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/--/- (Female Pronouns used!) This takes place during the events in Detroit: Become Human by Quantic Dream. Quantic Dream owns their characters, you own yourself. Please DO NOT plagiarise this story, it belongs to me. Honourable ranks: #1 in ConnorDBH #1 in dbh #1 in detroit #1 in deviant #1 in RK800 #1 in android #1 in becomehuman #1 in connorxreader #2 in detroitbecomehuman #4 in xreader #9 in robot #19 in femalereader

TrUtHfUlLy, HoRrIbLy LoSt (Abandoned) by nightwish6

It's been only a couple years since 'they' have come and the Human population has decreased at a rapid speed where most of 'them' are now in the head. In 2045, I joined the Black Dawn with a boy named Zen. He was kind and sweet to me-but he also has a dark side to him. One that could kill me and everyone else in the Black Dawn. I knew he didn't mean to have the dark side but it was the only way to make sure he stays alive. Anyway, the Black Dawn is a place to protect Humans from 'them' and now it's the opposite. It's a place where secrets are kept hidden and betrayals are just around the corner. Plus 'they' are knocking on the wall that surrounds us to let 'them' in and someone may open the door to our doom.

Madness of the Multiverse... Ready Player Press Start by GFUALadyInBlue2023

What if you were a mutant and didn't even know it what if you were with your family and you have an accident what if that accident was the start of the end. A girl on the run a mutant in hiding gets teleported because of her fear and her powers she winds up in the Mikaelson world and when it happens again after the ends of Legacies and she winds up in George R.R. Martins world what's a girl to do beside try and make the best of it. What if fear makes her teleport into another universe in the multiverse will she ever find her way back home? Does she want to? Can she survive the treachery and betrayal of the Game of Thrones can she learn to trust the men and let them in. Or will she forever be closed off to true love? Being Normal is over rated.... Finding out your different... that's hard enough. But finding your mutant and that everyone wants to kill you... Well that's even worse. *Chapter 33-34 deal with dark things please read responsibly if you are easily triggered* You can skip them or don't but be warned mentions of assault. #Dark_Theme's Story Includes: Vampire Diaries, Originals, Legacies, House of the Dragon, Game of Thrones, Avatar, Avatar The Way of Water, See (2019 Apple TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, DC Extended Universe,

Living The Dream (A Transformers Love Story) by WolfRogue20

I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS OR THE CHARACTERS! I ONLY OWN MY OWN CHARACTERS!! -WARNING- a lot of swearing and mature scenes! Description- Hi, my name is Galaxy and I live on my own and i'm 19 years old. my parents abused me at a young age but I ran away, so now I am left with scars but I don't care I take pride with the scars I am left with! I was 10 when I ran away but before I ran away I stole there money I went to a different country (I used to live in America). At a young age I did everything and anything that my parents should have done- food, water, warmth, money, bills payed, shelter. but what I couldn't do on my own was find love, I kept my heart open and I gave people trust whether people broke my trust or not, I respected people. as I grew older I needed to defend myself so i could defend myself against attackers and because I helped people so I knew those people could help me, I asked for their help and I was fully trained ready to take on anything. I have a very high IQ and i'm very intelligent! But after everything I've done i still felt empty that is until i watched transformers, i love transformers so much i became their biggest fan! i bought every film, every book, merch, you name it, i love them so much. My favourite (crush might i add)Autobot is Optimus Prime! I also watched Avengers and got motivated in making a replica of JARVIS but i called him K-9, cool right? Appearance- White hair, wears a cool thick like visor (the same visor that guy wore from star treck i think but goes different colours based on her emotions) to cover her eyes and as her basically hold a galaxy in them hence why she was name galaxy, has a curvy body with golden tan skin but is covered with scars, has tattoos (a large wolf howling at the moon on her back, a dragon on her belly, a tiger on her left leg and a panther on her right leg) and both ears are pierced fully. I hope you enjoy my story - UnicornWolves out! Peace!

Spacial Illusions by The-Auctor

"Those aliens are not my concern, the Earth and her populations are. Now, Callisto of the Scout Regiment to Salutem, as a citizen of this planet and a soldier under my command-" "I stopped being a soldier a long time ago. And those aliens have done nothing to you, you didn't even know they existed until I told you about them. I joined this mission not because I was ordered to, but because I wanted to carve my name in history. But I will not mark my namesake as a murderer of the very first species we have found that is on par with human intelligence! If my legacy is to be the protector of those you refuse to acknowledge, then so be it." The room hissed and flowed with whispers and gossip between the different board members, like a waterfall being heard through thick earmuffs. The only voice to be clearly heard was Director Striker himself. "You are rooting for a lost cause, soldier. It is the manifest destiny of us humans to reach out and touch the stars. And if the only way to touch those stars is to sacrifice a few savages, then that is what we must do." Callisto felt her anger towards a man she once admired swell in her chest and wash through her veins with a burning fire. He was proposing mass genocide simply because he wanted what belonged to them. The wheel of history turns, but nothing is ever new it seemed. "Have you read a history book in your life, Director Striker? Manifest destiny is used a mere few pages before a genocide. It's not a motivation, it's an excuse." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fair warning: this is my very first original story so please be kind to my baby, she is a lifelong passion and a labor of love. •••COMPLETED••• •Please do not copy or post anywhere outside of these pages.

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

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The Hunt

Cecily's blade swung, hitting its mark as always. The man's arm fell to the cold grass of the prison with a familiar thud. He let out a blood curdling scream. A warning to the rest. Stay away, the Hunter is here. That's the name they'd given her, the Hunter. After she cut off the man who tried to rape hers masculinity, they stayed away. She'd made it clear anyone who tried to touch her would be hunted and slaughtered. Cecily kneeled down, pushing the man's face into the dirt so she could use his back as a seat while she trifled through his belongings. "You're hurting my ears," she told him, no remorse in her voice. "Quiet down before I really do kill you." The man but his lip, well aware that she wasn't lying. Sobs shook him, making for an uncomfortable seat. She, however, didn't particularly feel the beed to kill him. It happened, not often, but it did. "Oh, hush up," she hissed, taking out a bag of rations with her metal hand, "it doesn't hurt that bad." With her good, human hand, she dropped the plastic bag of food into her own bag. She pushed up, off the man back. As she was about to walk away, bag slung over her shoulder, brushing against her autumn colored braid, she turned back to him. "Consider yourself lucky," she said, no hatred in her voice, there never was. "Consider yourself lucky that you didn't do anything stupid. And even luckier if one of the scum bagged criminals in here feel a little light in their hearts and help you. Consider yourself luckier if you die there." With that, her old black and white Nike sneakers carried her off into the brush of the huge prison.