Saitama X Novels & Stories

Fate Fighters ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍The birth of change CHAPTER 1 Fang city_ The capital of the vampire Empire. "Run call for the physician" the chief maid who had just ran into the queen's room shouted. A maid had suddenly screamed from Zara's hall_ the queen's chamber, others came rushing in, only to meet their Queen Struggling with her breath, while gasping for air.

"Since a long time ago I've been smart" Sazkia lowered her head. there was a sudden pain that pinched. She knew that Qomar's charm was extraordinary. On campus, no one does not like his temperament. In the student organizations, almost all of them were competing to get his attention and now, Syamsa openly expressed his feelings.

The necklace could have been dragged further away before sinking, if it was ever to. A sharp uncomfortable noice suddenly pierced into his ear and Scott fell down, holding his ears. His brain then started vibrating and he felt and excruciating migraine. He could not stand it anymore. "Arthmata, Arthmata needs you..." a feminine whisper out of nowhere said. It was actually as if the woman or whoever it was was standing right next to him. "Who are you? Leave me alone!" Scott shouted. "Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmataaaaa." the voice had now taken an agonizing tone.

Slowly he lifts his pace and runs as fast as a bullet train. ‘Looks like he didn’t lie about this ability. I’ll be home in no time. Heck I’ll go give Ayame a lil scare.’ And he dashes through the skies and reaches Saitama in no time. Swiftly he reaches Ayame’s home and climbs up to the second-floor window. He knocks on the window with his paws and thinks to himself- ‘The look on her face will be hilarious.’ After a few minutes Ayame opens the curtains and looks at Akihiko in his Fenrir form. Akihiko looks at the other two girls behind her look at him too and she closes the curtain immediately.

The author"s waifu is Mitsuha Miyamizu from Your Name movie.)′ Alfi smiled Kartika remains silent. "Yup, he is a high-quality weirdo!" Said Kartika in her mind. "Alfi? Can you do me a favor?" Kartika asked. "What is it?" Asked Alfi. "Try to touch the carpet motive in front of you with your palm," Kartika explained. Alfi touches the motive with his palm and then shining light appears from the whole room. Alfi screams aloud because of the light"s effect. Kartika sees it in surprise.

"In position, T. Waiting for coordinates." Xander gave them to him. "Copy that. Hold." We all waited to see what Atlas had to say. We didn't have to wait long. "We've got four men, one woman. Woman has a shaved head on one side, long purple hair on the other. "Sasha," Kiema said. "Wicked good telepath. Although not psychic. I could hide my deeper thoughts from her." "Next, we've got a male. Right around six foot. Hold."

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 feels fake. The Elder announces, "I now pronounce Domine Ashford and Ella Whitmore as mates! Let us bless them!" But right then— The giant screens in the temple suddenly flicker to life. Everyone freezes. Domine turns to look at the screen. The footage starts. It’s a cave. Ella is standing there, holding a small vial.

I know Sakura dislikes Rei, but why does she also look sad for him? Sakura only feels sad for people she pities or…relates with. But to relate with Sakura, your trauma would have to match hers, or you must have suffered as she did under a…cruel guardian. Wait. It can’t be… You’ve got to be joking. “Don’t tell me— ”. “It’s Aito, isn’t it?”. Miyamura sighs tiredly. “Aito is the link, right Rei?”.

I said again, patching the comm line through once more. “Yeah, boss?” “Forget the sunrise deadline. Make it now. Send the leaks to everyone. And find out where the Saito are keeping a woman named Amara Saito.” He hesitated. “Wait… Amara? As in—” “Yes,” I snapped. “That Amara” A pause. Then: “Got it.” When the call ended, I sat there staring at the frozen frame on the screen Amara looking straight at the camera, her lips parting slightly, like she could see me.