The cross hairs were aimed at his heart. She didn't normally aim for the heart, but this was personal. She was silent, one with her environment. Her pulse beat the same rhythm as the air around her. She was in the void and he was already dead. He just didn't know it yet. She exhaled and squeezed the trigger, snatching a quick glimpse to see the bullet h...
She moves unseen through the fortress like a part of its own darkness, a breeze with a razor's edge. The Empress' men die without crying out; some, without knowing their death had come to them. Few outside the Shadow Guard have ever met its leader and lived. Those who do, however, lend truth to the rumours. The warrior-queen Izara is as beautiful and as let...
Fall of Lady Shimizu Rise of Susie Yoshida I. The Ninja raises Nikita Sokolov entered the warehouse closing the steel door behind her. The warehouse was dimly lit for the early morning hours, its contents of boxes and crates reflected the yellow dullness of the dim lights. Nikita looked out of place from the dusty and dimly lit atmosphere of the surroundi...
The shadowy figure crawled out of the sarcophagus, and took a deep breath before exhaling fully, efficiently clearing its lungs of the musty tasting air from cryostasis. It then performed a complex set of stretches, limbering up its body and preparing for action. It was a routine it had performed four-hundred-and-thirty-two times before, starting each missio...
...in the aftermath of a slaughter, there was nothing left. Cordelia sat in seiza - on her knees - the weight of her sleeveless gi heavy with the saturation of rain. There was only rain, and silence. The weathered tatami mats beneath her smelled damp, the subtle sweet scent of rush grass, and rice straw filled her nostrils. The dojo - or its remnants - la...
Sorry for the massive delay. Personal drama and writer's block for this particular story kind of do that... ================================================ It was a new day and they had not spoken a word to each other about what happened last night. Sira worried about what might be going through Elanna's mind, but made a point of acting like her usual se...
Hello there! I come bearing gifts (finally), after some computer issues forced me to reformat and I accidentally nuked my backups too. . . So I had to re-write the ending from scratch, delaying it severely. But on the plus side, I have the interludes ready to go so you can expect those to line up with the rest of the month and the entire volume to be relea...
Queen Ezana looked at the massive wall mirror in her dressing room. Her four body slaves had helped her fit into a very tight white gown and were now waiting at a side of the room. Their heads bowed down but their cocks painfully erect. The Queen silently chuckled a little. These men stay in her Royal Chambers and are always kept naked. They are often around...
[Author's Note: This is just a fun, relatively plotless little short story using two characters from one of my favorite anime shows.] The smartly dressed man fumbled awkwardly for words. The two women before him were imposing figures. One was an assassin called "Twilight" Suzuka, a woman of distant Asian lineage, a lineage back from when Earth was a releva...
White House Press Room Reporters file into the noisy room looking for their respective seats. The White House Press sent out an announcement that President McKinsey intended to make an emergency address to the public. Once the news agencies received the message they didn't waste any time assigning reporters to the event. With the elections on the horizon a...