Freedom Fighter Avatar Novels & Stories

“Son, I’d advise you to rethink this whole hero trait you’ve managed to pick up. It’s a rather disappointing look on you.” “Opposed to what? The monster you’ve turned out to be? Look at me father, you should be proud! I’m the ruthless killer you always wanted!” Rhyland shouted as water rushed out of Queen Fara’s mouth and onto the floor. Her eyes were wide and the gurgles of her clear struggle were the only sound existing around us. After a few moments, her body collapsed beside her son’s surrounded by water. The divider between the two never mixed while the water and blood touched.

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.

It may be a daunting path, filled with challenges and uncertainty, but it is a path I must walk. Vader's promises of freedom were hollow, merely to gain my compliance. True freedom comes from standing up against oppression, fighting for justice and protecting the ones we love. I cannot let fear and doubt cloud my judgment. ***FLASHBACK ENDS***

I was going to fight for my freedom, and I wasn't going to give up until I was free. ~~~~~

Meanwhile, The Identical was still completely naked, and his proper–size, bloody phallus was still cheerily hanging about itself, between his leg, dangling without a care in the world, with each motion, evident for all to witness. "Don't bother too much, about this avatar I've made. I made him be somewhat like a surrogate. You know, to replace me in this battle. Since you're too weak to fight me instead. While it only has less than ten percent of my actual strength, you know. I advise you, not to look down on his capability, it is quite powerful when compared to your likes. That being the case, if you succeed to defeat my avatar, I might spare your life. Moreover, I may let you know who I

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.