One Punch Man Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Guard one throws the first punch and I dodge it "Agh come on if you're gonna hire hitmen to take me out mi amore you should have hired people that are worth your money" Guard one tries to punch me again but this time I grab his fist twisting his arm until I hear a snap. He drops down to the floor groaning out in pain, I got distracted making Guard 2 kick me on my back stumbling to the floor I fall face flat I decide to stay down just to buy myself time. He walks up towards me and he crotches on one knee

the silver-toothed one shouts, charging at him. But Mr. Chane moves faster. He dodges his punch and kicks him hard in the back. The man falls flat. Mr. Chane grabs him and starts punching his face again and again. “Don’t—” Punch! “Ever—” Punch! “Touch a woman—” Punch! “Forcefully—” Punch! “Without her consent!” Punch! The man collapses, his head lolling to the side of the road, but he's not dead. He attempts to keep his bloodied eyes open, but fails as he continues to spit out blood. Mr. Chane pushes him aside.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ I came back to home from hospital once again my attempt to death gone in vein and I met a worst guy ever I'm throwing all the things away in my room I'm sitting on bed while my hand turned into fist I stood and went near window I punched the wall to suppress the feelings inside me What the hell is happening in my life what sin I did to suffer like this loosing my people isn't it enough this milan wants to marry me and that guy whom I never seen or met speaking rubbish about me

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.

There wasn't much of a distance between me and the man so I had no choice but to prepare myself for the impact of the punch he was bringing. In no time he got to me and threw the punch toward my head. Immediately I raised my hands in a cross manner to block it only to be sent flying due to the force of the punch. It was not until I hit the wall of the living room did I come to a stop. Immediately I hit the wall and cracks appeared on the wall and I smiled. From the punch alone I guessed he wasn't a human. He was either a supernatural being or a human whose physical abilities had been enhanced just like the way Winston did to his men.

*Bam* Mane hurriedly crossed his arms in a guarded posture to block the heavy fist of the clone that was supposed to be a few meters away. “How did it get here so quickly?” Mane wondered. His thoughts were forcefully halted when the original Ray also sent a punch his way. “Splintering Fist” *Bang*

The attack came so unexpectedly that most people wouldn't have been able to react in time, but Felix dodged it with ease and frowned. "Are you out of your mind?" Felix shouted. The young man, looking agitated, didn't respond and swung another punch. This time, Felix caught the man's wrist mid-swing. "Looks like you really are crazy." Just as Felix was about to kick him, the young man blurted out, "Please! Just let me hit you once! Just one punch!" Felix's expression turned strange. He had never encountered someone like this before. It was as if the man was addicted to something.

My spine stretched, my fingers curled painfully, my jaw tightening until something cracked. I screamed as my legs bent and reshaped themselves. In less than a heartbeat, I transformed. The smaller man stumbled backward, dropping the gun. “Wh… what the hell?!” His partner reached for a knife, but he was too slow. I lunged. My claws sank into the smaller man’s chest, tearing through his shirt and flesh. He screamed, stumbling into the sand as I slammed him down. Blood splashed across the beach. He tried reaching for the gun again, but I snapped my jaws around his wrist, biting down hard until I heard bone crack.

Another man comes towards me, my foot connects to his face. I'm done. I need to finish this, enough time has been wasted. Daylight will be gone, and we still need to find a place to rest. I dodge as punches come toward me. My punches land and body's fall. Victory is coming as I'm approaching the tall man, I watch as he grabs a hold of Axel's hair and puts a knife to his throat.

Everything reminded me of a nightmare I had a few days ago. How much I hope this turns out to be my nightmare as well. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again, hoping that this torture would end once I woke up, but nothing happened. Instead, those monsters grabbed the collar of my dress and pulled it up, intending to tear it in half, but the dress didn't tear. The man holding my hands lowered his torso to assist his friend in removing me from my dress; his torso was just above my face. I saw it as an opportunity and punched his crotch with all my might.