This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in pa...
*This story takes place during Batman: Arkham City, using the same characters and plotline. I tried to keep the characters' physical aspects and personalities as close to their video game versions as possible. All characters and settings are property of DC Comics. This is purely a fantasy/parody, and no copyright infringement is intended.* ***** Selina awo...
The name is Stephen Wilfred. A six-foot-one, big and tall, somewhat chubby but still totally sexy young man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Canada. I recently moved from the American town of Brockton, Massachusetts, to Toronto. Leaving the United States of America was tough but it's something which I absolutely had to do. Simply put, there a...
ACT I HERO (NARRITIVE) The rain is coming down heavy and if that isn't bad enough, it's cold as shit. I have been perched on this statue for a few hours now and my joints are screaming. I watch from this spot every night; watching and waiting for when I will be needed. So far tonight it's been rather quiet. I guess that's good for would be victims, but in...
Sarah and Michael were odd on the sidewalk. He took up considerable space and even when he tried to be polite people seemed to bump into him and look at him as though it were his fault for being there, but they were quick to look away when he returned their stares. "People to not be very aware of their surroundings here." "No they aren't, people bump into...
Natalie watched Jaime's hand glide into the clutch purse she had laying open on her dressing table and deftly slide back with a hundred-dollar bill palmed. He did this well because he did this a lot. She might have said something, but, standing behind the boudoir chair she was sitting in and hunched over her, he had one hand covering her left breast undernea...
I was sitting in the crappy rexine seat, my face in my hands, at my wits end. An hour ago, I had been a successful start-up founder with my gorgeous and intelligent loyal wife by my side, heading towards the greatest deal of my life. A deal that could make me a millionaire if not a billionaire. But now here I was, in a totally different situation. Having wat...
The night was dark with clouds of storm brewing hatred towards my city. Standing on top of the water tank I looked around me. Shrouded in deceit, lies, corruption, and sin, my city bled every night as I stood watching over it. Some called me their Guardian, while the rest, a thug. An enigma for the few and nuisance of the others. But something all of them s...
The setting sun cast an orange glow over the rooftop. Grace took in the downtown scenery briefly before turning back towards the man next to her on the roof. "Hell of a night you picked to meet with me, Chief. If I didn't know better I'd say the setting is almost romantic," Grace said with a smile. She was talking to the River City Police Chief. He was a li...
*This story is the second of the Arkham series. Each part functions as a stand-alone with its own plot-line and they do not need to be read together (although please feel free to do so). This part takes place during Batman: Arkham City, using the same characters and plot-line as the series, up until the start of the story obviously. I tried to keep the chara...