Chainsaw Man Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I could hear a thunder roaring in the skies, and I wondered if it would be Vraxlon and Tennebris involved in their distraction, Faye trying to distract the employees below me, or the blind old man who invoked demons every night before bed. I stretched one hand to the door frame, and even with difficulties, I managed to make my arm cross that invisible wall. The necklace burned on my chest, and I held it with my free hand, gradually releasing the power contained in it, wishing to cross that mysterious barrier. A second later, my body was driven forward by the force I made in crossing, and my steps sounded louder than I expected. The old man hit the book and got up, wielding his cane. "I know

She hissed through her teeth, feeling the chain continue its torturous burning. "Please! Please take the chain off! Please! It hurts!" she pleaded, grabbing onto the man's arm. He jerked his arm out of her hands coldly when a series of bird calls echoed from the trees distantly and then closer. The rough faced man's head jerked up and he whistled a call back. Something was happening. With quick movements he pulled his chain whip to the tree and stabbed the blade handle into the trunk firmly. Twillow shook her head crying out.

Gripping a blade in each hand, he closed the remaining distance between them. Swinging out with the knives, each blow was evaded by the man. Two seemingly caught in this intricate and precarious dance for a while, Chiri could see the man evidently become bored as he was pushed back further from the spotlight of the clock’s face. Noticing a wicked idea formulating in the mind of their adversary. She saw it manifest into a sinister twist of his thin lips as he summoned a chained dagger to replace the gun he had held previously. Holding it up, Tristan’s weapons met this new obstacle with a high-pitched grating sound. The noise akin to the maddening chitter of a thousand tiny swallows, it was jo

he whispered, “and we change everything.” I took one more step and then I touched the final chain energy surged into my body. Not dark… not evil… just raw. Visions hit me in waves a woman tied to the altar, bleeding as the moon turned red wolves bowing flames consuming the Hollow and then… the voice. From inside the door.“You woke me.”the final chain shattered. The door groaned,the runes shifted. Daniel stepped back. “It’s done.” The creature screamed behind us. “You’ve killed us all!”

My breath caught as the man in chains lashed out at Xavier. Odd that my heart would skip a beat for Xavier’s safety, but he didn’t even flinch. I couldn’t see his face clearly, just his profile cloaked in shadows. I couldn’t tell if he was speaking, but the man in chains was becoming more furious, pulling and twisting until he fell to the ground. The wolves quickly yanked him back to his feet. Suddenly, a tail swiped at Xavier, the tail belonging to the man in chains. I guess he was a wolf after all, though he wasn't fully transformed. Xavier leaned back and avoided the blow, and my hand flew to my mouth as I gasped at what happened next. Xavier reached forward and his entire hand vanished i

I closed my eyes for a second, and when they reopened, my hands morphed slowly—fur and claws replacing my fingers. “A partial shift,” he muttered. I nodded sharply. “Let’s get to work.” They lunged at us. I grabbed the first one after skillfully dodging another’s claws and, without hesitation, drove my claws straight through his chest. He dissolved into ashes instantly. Damon and I kept at it for several minutes. I had a few scratches over my body, but that wasn’t the worst part. The fog. I could see it creeping toward us now. “We’re fucked!” Damon yelled as he snapped the neck of the man he held.

he sneered, pacing slowly. Samantha growled, stepping forward, claws glinting. "Stop this, Caleb! You don’t have to fight!" "Oh, but I do," he said, eyes gleaming. "You think escaping changes anything? You think you can defy me?" Before we could react, he lunged. I ducked as a spike of dark energy shot past us, slicing through a nearby tree with a sharp crack. Samantha leapt beside me, claws flashing, striking him across the shoulder. He staggered, smirking, and wiped blood from the corner of his mouth.

As he lifts me to my feet, he leans in close. “I’ll find you tonight, green eyes,” he whispers. “And there’ll be no escaping then.” He lets go without another word and jogs back onto the field. Harold, now sitting on the bench, rushes over and throws my arm around his shoulder, helping me down the tunnel and toward the locker room. My entire body is in severe pain, but it’s nothing compared to the chaos swirling in my head as realization slowly sets in. Shane is a werewolf. Just like me.

I had seen that face four days ago. I had seen it buried in a pillow on my own bed. I had seen her naked, fucking my husband. I had heard her scream Caleb’s name while I stood in the doorway. Cathy. The model. The "colleague." The woman who had helped destroy my marriage was standing in the middle of the clubhouse, wearing a Midnight Reapers support shirt. My stomach lurched violently. Bile rose in my throat. Reaper said something to her and she threw her head back, laughing again. She leaned in and kissed him. It was a deep, open-mouthed kiss that staked her claim.

"So, to lighten the mood, he's going to entertain us. In this phase, we're going to use him to test how much a werewolf can endure pain. Is your kind really unbreakable? We're about to find out." "Sean, please. It's now or never," I begged. I saw someone enter Sasha's cubicle and she howled at that person, advancing to attack. The man ran out of fear and she settled, her breathing erratic. Something was pushing her over the edge. Then I noticed that they must be forcing her to transform using harsh means. Cross's scream hurt my eyes as he struggled against his chain. Thronesman had pointed a gun through an opening in the cubicle to shoot Cross's right shoulder. He laughed and jumped like a t