--(--(--(Authors Note: This Plus The Following One Are To Be Credited To Zyophyr)--)--)-- Xū Is alone. But that's ok, he's used to it. Since a child he does not know who His parents are. The story that He has heard was that he had been left at the gates of Konohagakure during the night. Nobody knows where he came from, who he came from. The Third Hokage bein...
Authoress's notes: This is an update on the status of some of the characters from Imperial Prostitute SX-51472, and a few more people you might have wondered about. A couple have short stories, and the rest are just summaries of what has happened to them so far. I'd also like to point out a few things that I haven't discussed. First, the ProCorps training...
Part III: The Present Chapter 12: A Guest of Academy Fiona climbed the Eastern battlements on Academy's Kype. She had just started some mild stretching when the Duke joined her. "Good morning, David," she smiled at him. "Good morning, princess. It's good to see you haven't given up on yoga." "Never!" she laughed. "It helps me start my day on the ri...
"Are you absolutely sure about this idea Fury?" asked a concerned Reed Richards. That he didn't only find friends with this commentar in this room was clear to him but as always he didn't care. "If you have a better idea, just say it Richards. I'm all ears." The head of SHIELD replied to the scientist, but the scientist failed to answer....
Chapter 1: Phone Call The phone rang as she came in the door with her hands full of groceries. Amelia set them down and reached for the phone. "Hello?" she said. "You have been accepted into The Academy. A packet will soon arrive with instructions on how to proceed", a voice said. Amelia collapsed into a nearby chair and slowly smiled. She has been accepted...
Sometimes, I have too much fun. Is that wrong? I don't think so. My name is Christine Joan Armand and I'm a six-foot-two, lean and muscular, short-haired and bronze-eyed, forty-something Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day I am a real estate agent. I'm quite good at what I do. I'm the CEO of Armand & Dale Realtors, a fast-growin...
Continued from "The Beginning" After the Dave incident, I was transferred to another part of the world. In this location it was very cold, windy, and snow was in the forecast for the majority of the year. It was here without my knowledge that Shari perfected her artistry of fucking. I was too busy to pay her much attention or take care of her needs. What...
Jack looked around at the new students in his art class. He was a post graduate art student and already had a bit of a reputation as a painter. He had irritated his professor by choosing to teach in a private academy rather than tutor under-grads at the university. The reasons for this choice were simple: the pay was better and the challenge was harder. Tha...
Our story begins in the early evening as you arrive at the imposing structure of the school. My personal secretary escorts you to my residence where I wait in my library. I am seated at a large, imposing desk, and soon the you are standing across the desk from me, waiting as quickly flip through the thick folder stamped "Permanent Record", and unde...
Monday morning started as all mornings at the Academy do. With people hustling to get the day started. The slaves were rushing through morning routine. The Trainers were finalizing plans for the days training. Devon oversaw it all. Andre and Geneva traveled to pick up Josh, and found that the Doctor was due in an hour or so to release him. They waited and ch...