Romans & histoires Tokyo Ghoul Fanfiction Crossover

Damon asked. “It can work, but she has two different blood type, fighting each others' cell, trying to take over her body, so there is a thin line between each field,” What are they talking about? Touching the crescent pendant on the necklace, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, twitching, as my soul and body were ripped apart, throwing me on the floor. Quickly, I stood up, scanning the familiar room it was now in, it was the apartment Mel and I occupied. But something wasn't right, it appeared dark, cold, and lifeless, black and white like old TV shows, but how did end up from the brother's flat— to here?

I stammered. "Who?" his brow raised. "A ghost?" He smirked, "miss fujii, the only ghost you could talk to is me, have a seat," I silently follow his order and sit on the opposite. If he is a vampire, do they see an entity like Kurai? or can he smell that there is someone else in the room? "I'm sorry if I didn't bring the contract with me, mr. Drayce." He glanced up, smiled after shuffling some papers around, “Oh, nothing to worry about that, Miss Fujii, I have another copy for that, in case you forgot,” and slid the envelope on his desk to me. “How’s your sleep?” he asked.

Unknown POV: I held back a small laugh as I pulled out my knife, watching as blood gushed out of the reaper's chest. I licked some of the blood off my knife and cleaned the rest off on my jeans. I placed my knife inside my pocket and picked up the purple glasses from the reaper. I suppose they'll do. At least now I'm not blind. It took forever to get this prey. I looked around, pleased with the distance I could see. They might be purple but they'll do. I glanced around before picking up the body to hide it somewhere safe in the alley. I glanced around as I threw the body into a trashcan near me, dusting my hands off. "Let the rats eat him." I laughed and closed the can before heading off dow

I call once more, hoping he can hear me. The ghouls hands wrap around my neck and my vision starts to fade. I can feel Nikolai’s presence in my mind. I know he is close by. The ghoul knows it too. He opens his mouth wide, all of his teeth turning into razor sharp fangs. I can hear a rattling noise, the telltale sign that a ghoul is getting ready to devour their prey. I don’t want Nikolai to see this, I concentrate with everything I have and push at his presence, expelling him from my mind. I feel alone again, and I know that Nikolai won’t have to watch me die. At least I could give him this. ***NIKOLAI***

“Look at her! She’s ruining my reputation! That horrible woman! I hate her!” Lucas tried to calm her, “It’s okay, honey. The fortune teller said the fate swap is in progress. Just wait for a few more days. I’ve got her fate. We’ll never run out of money. “I’ll take you shopping for houses, cars, planes, and yachts! Will you still care about something this small then?” Zoe was mesmerized by his promises and held her breath. “Honey, promise me you’ll love me forever.” “Of course.”

This was their engagement ring after all, he did not want to lose it. He dashed over to the ghoul and held him by his shoulders. "Thank you, how….how did you know of this?" he whispered. Long Aotian, who was by his side, glanced at him with an impatient look. "Because he is a ten thousand years old ghoul," he said swiftly and pulled the ghoul from his hands. He then proceeded to run thought all the alley ways and started searching for Xia along with him. At first he was casually searching, but after a while a weird fear originated in his heart. With a heavy heart, he started searching thoroughly.

Like hoppy. The girl wheezed, tried to crawl away, but the bonds held tightly, and her back rested against a tree trunk. Only a few steps separated the victim from the undead. The stench emanating from the Walker became unbearable. The ugly face of a ghoul with traces of earth on rotting skin was distorted by greed. Blue lips stretched out, revealing strong teeth. Someone's husband or father will bite her to death. Someone who loved, suffered, lived, but died and... was reborn into this .

Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy. "truck kun ," Takamatsu said as he can't help not stopping feeling happy on how he was not in the underworld but allowed to continue his life somewhere else with the even the possibility of having some cheat but immediately tears streamed down his eyes, though he was at first happy that he was not dead, but after remembering that he can't meet his family again and

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

The morning of the fourth day did not bring a miracle. It brought a mountain of work. Neo-Tokyo was no longer a Syndicate stronghold, but it wasn't a paradise yet. The fusion of the black needle-ship and the white Spire had created a biological anomaly that hummed at a frequency that made the teeth of everyone within ten miles ache. The "Green-Ghost" vines were still pulsing, their black-and-gold leaves casting long, flickering shadows over the streets of the Gutter.