Freedom Fighter Avatar Novels & Stories

"Our employer only told us that the woman, Valeria, looks very much like another woman who is supposedly dead. Our employer wanted us to capture this Valeria so they could be sure that she wasn't really the dead girl. They seemed to think that the dead girl was somehow still alive and that you had cooked up the story of her having a look-alike just to continue to keep her safe and alive." "I see. Sounds believable." Floyd's shoulders sagged in relief. I was almost amused to find that the man actually thought I would let him go. "It's the truth," he said. "I told you the whole truth... everything I know." "Okay then." I pushed to my feet, walked slowly to the back of his chair. He stiffened a

I said when i finished checking him out. • We decided to go to Chick fil A before we go to the ice cream shop to eat ice cream while watching the sunset. "So..How long have you been fighting?" Hayden ask me when he stop chewing his burger. "Hm about 2 years ago or so...What about you? Aren't you like undefeated or something ?" I teased him. He coughed and say "Yeah i've been fighting on and off for about 3 years.You tell me that when your street fighter name is literally 'The Famous Alyss'." He narrowed his eyes playfully.

Before I knew what I was doing, I was on my feet. “NO!” I shouted but my voice wasn't enough to stop the flames from consuming her entire petite frame. Her skin had turned a charcoal color as the life in her eyes ceased. A hand gripped at mine, no doubt Cassius, but I tore free. The entire arena turned to me and without thinking I hurtled towards the little girl's body, allowing my feet to carry me since my adrenaline had officially taken over. Gasps left the bodies of people I passed but I overlooked them altogether and made my way towards the middle of the arena. Only to be stopped by a giant fireball heading in my direction.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

Why? Is it because I had no one to protect me?, or was it all a test from god? I never let anything get to me, not even when Melissa and her friends, beat me up. Not even when I saw my childhood friend with my enemies. However, this was inacceptable. They took it too far. *She* took it too far. I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Looked at my puffy red eyes, my dirty headscarf. I looked like shit, How can I survive when those people post that video on net?

The dagger trembled in my grasp as I held it up with one hand and prepared to fight off a giant beast that could rip me to bloody ribbons. "I'm almost there," Victor sounded as frantic as I felt, "just hold him off for as long as you can." I tossed the phone onto the bed and curled the fingers of my free hand around the dagger as well, "Here goes nothing." Two beats later, the door was pulverized enough for Sin to step in with his gargantuan frame. Like a lightning bolt, he rushed toward me and leaped up until his front paws crashed into my chest. I felt a rib fracture at the pressure as I went down but I fought through the pain and slashed the sharp edge of a dagger through the air.

When the doctor shook his head and said no, explaining that my stomach would be too fragile to handle much stimulation, I closed my eyes and never said another word. Evelyn kneeled on the cold floor. Tears mixed with blood as they streamed down. She had always believed that she had given me a life of luxury. A life of comfort and dignity. What she never realized was that what she had really given me was humiliation day after day. And a despair with no bottom. "Nathaniel…" She repeated his name. In her eyes surged a hatred so intense it seemed capable of destroying everything.

The goddesses had chosen their Black Panther well. Farsi left to carry out her orders, and Grandfather walked with her up to her room. He embraced her on her terrace as they watched Abe being led from his house to a waiting car. He had on a hoodie and sunglasses. His hands were tied together in front, lest he try to escape. His prideful face turned up and looked in her direction, as if he knew she were watching. A lone tear slid down her face. There would be no more.

now I can’t wait to meet her anymore. “What’s she like?” I ask Axel, Damon would not tell me. Axel’s smiles back. “She is super cool. We are interested in all the same things, she loves Anime just as much as I do. She make me wings, though it is the wings you bought to watch with our anime. She basically lives in all your tops right now. What else? Oh yeah Sadie’s favourite Naruto character is Jiraiya, so she’s got to be a pervert.” He gives me a bunch of useless information. Everything he has said is important to him. Not me.

It would be a surprise. - Two days later, I was back in the city I hadn't seen in years. On my way to Chandler's house in a cab, I sent him a message. [Where are you right now?] Two hours later, his black cat avatar buzzed and replied, [At home.] I couldn't help but smile as I typed back, [Guess where I am right now?] Chandler's reply was, [I guess... you're in Dewbrook?] [Wrong. I'm home! Get ready for me!]