One Punch Man Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Then, he pushed him against the wall and punched him in the abdomen. They exchanged punches, and kicks until Ferran got a chance to kneel to the man’s crotch. “F*ck! F*ck! Sh*t!” The man groaned while holding his private part. Ferran sighed heavily before facing the dying person but to his surprise, they had someone else with them and he never saw this person’s face because he received another strong blow. It made him lose consciousness.

I said crossing my hands over my chest because they were soon going to develop a mind of their own “She disappeared? Maybe she ran away to meet one of her other boyfriends." That was the moment I lost it, my fist pulled out of the loops I had put them in, recoiled back and flew forward in a bone cracking punch but Juscain caught my fist. “I'm impressed, son. This could kill any man or beast, nice punch." I pulled my hand away from his palms. Disappointedly, I withdrew my hand, no one ever caught my punch before. No one.

(Nikita's P.O.V.) "Don't hesitate. PUNCH!" "B—But..." "One more 'but' from you, and I'll find a new partner to pair with." My threat made Manuel put his hands into position. He threw a punch. I swiftly dodge his attack, locking his hand in my arm, and using my kick to limp his leg. He collapsed on the ground, knees first. I hurriedly moved my hand to his head. "A—Arghh!" he whimpered.

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

He suddenly punched out a palm print and shattered the man's bladed energy. Then, the terrifying palm print's remaining power did not diminish and mercilessly hit the man's body. "Puff!" The man felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in an instant and flew straight out.

Xolvion said with a smile as White Mane could feel his body freezing from the stab wound. "Curse you... You let me think I had the advantage so that I would get careless." The Lion said, biting through the pain. But he didn't have much time to react as a fist covered in flame suddenly struck him in the chest, knocking him flying back through the air. "Phoenix punch!" Xolvion shouted as he slammed his fist into White Mane's chest, watching as he flew back and crashed into the ground before he rolled onto his feet. White Mane was in pain from the ice magic and now the martial art strike, looking down at the damage his body had received.

And before the man know what my plan is, I pulled his collar and give him a kiss on his forehead which I never plan from the beginning. He struggles but I never let him escape in my arms. When I see his eyes turned normal and the red disappear, I withdraw myself and without warning, I punched him hard. "Oh goodness sake, I'm sorry. Sleep well and open your eyes later." I said while I teleported him with the safe area. The man fainted with my critical hit.

If anything happens to them we get punished…those pampered princesses. I came through another man's shadow, but he noticed me. I grabbed the tip of his gun, pushing it up and then punching him dead in the throat. I am not sure why, but the throat seems to be my favorite place to punch. Maybe it's the feel of hitting an Adam's apple hard enough to break beneath my fist. The man spit up blood and I punched him in the throat again. This time I crushed his windpipe. I watched him choke on his blood, slowly dying beneath me.

She’s coming with me, he growled before driving a hard punch into the man’s stomach. The man doubled over, gasping for air. But Damon didn’t stop. A second punch sent the man crashing to the ground, unconscious. Amara gasped, her eyes darting from the unconscious man on the ground to Damon. She turned to Damon, her eyes wide. How strong is he? she wondered. Two punches, and the man was completely unconscious. Damon barely glanced at the fallen man, brushing off the incident as if it were nothing. Shall we? he asked, his tone calm yet commanding.

I straddle her waist and rain punches on her face. "I." punch "Said." Punch "To stay." Punch. Punch. "Away." Punch. "From him." Punch Punch Punch. I feel someone wrap their arms around my waist and pull me off of her. "Let go of me!" I scream. I get out of their hold and turn around. I'm met with Xander. He opens his mouth to say something, but before he does I knee him in the balls. Xander groans a bit and cups his injury. "Shit!" but it doesn't look like it hurt as much as I want it to.