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Son of the Eclipse: Chapter ThreeSon of the Eclipse: Chapter Three by ~Dragonrule231
Xavier and the rest of the imaginaries explained to us who the heck ‘the Surviving Six’ were. Well, they then told us we had powers. I didn’t really believe them, but they explained quite well. When we were—I’m guessing—teleported away, I saw something I guess I wasn’t supposed to see; the full truth. When awaken, I met my new five friends once again and we talked for a little while. I lost my temper quite well and learned two of my powers once then. Elizabeth also learned her ability; Invisibility. I guess I had a short temper when everyone wouldn’t stop cussing when Elizabeth asked them to stop. But hey, I’m that one guy that loses his temper when people don’t listen. James pointed out a skyscraper nearby, pointing some indication to a town, and that’s where we left off.
Son of the Eclipse
Meeting the Monsters…
Hiroshi was the first to enter
Secret Saturdays: The Next Generation (Episode 18)Secret Saturdays: The Next Generation (Episode 18) by ~Dragonrule231
Max woke with a startle. He looked around himself to see he was in his bed. Was it all some crazy dream? No. Some reason was behind having it. Maybe that's really what happened... Max finally felt something on his tail, and he sat up to see Frantina asleep at the end of his bed. Max reached at her arm and shook her. "Frantina...Frantina wake up..."
Frantina woke up with a slight reaction to Max. She sat up and looked at Max. "Sorry. I came in to check on you and I guess I fell asleep."
"How long was I out?" Max questioned.
Frantina answered with,"For a while. Almost a week or so."
"A week? Really?" He was surprised.
Frantina chuckled. "No, No, I'm just joking. It's only been two days. But you should have been asleep for a week. Dr. Saturday said it would take that long for you to wake up. When you passed out, the cryptids I was controling got out of control and attacked you. I managed to hold them back while your parents got you out of there. I'm glad you're okay, though. What happened
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Russia's Master: The Continuation"Yo Canada! What up and why are you hiding in my bushes?" America crouches next to a pair of bushes in Central Park.Russia's Master: The Continuation by ~HowlsAtTheFullMoon
Canada pokes his out. "I'm hiding from someone!"
America throws his head back in laughter. "Dude, you can't be serious."
"Don't make fun of me! Russia won't stop stalking me!"
"Russia? Ok, now I know you're messing with me." He pulls Canada out of the bushes and into a headlock. America noogies his head, messing with Canada's hair.
"No! Don't, that hurts!"
Russia pops out of the bush next to Canada. "America, do not hurt Master or I will pound your face to dust."
America releases his grip on Canada while staring in surprise at Russia. "Uh, sorry dude." He nervously laughs.
Russia grabs Canada by the shoulder and pulls him over. After dusting him off, Russia turns back to America. "If I catch you messing with Master again, I will bury pickax in your head, da?"
"Yeah dude whatever you say." He watches Russia walk off with his arm around Canada's shoulder. "
Russia's MasterEngland scruffs his blonde hair. "You do know Russia, that it is awfully cold up here, right?" England accompanied Canada to Russia's house to help him remove a polar bear from Russia's head.Russia's Master by ~HowlsAtTheFullMoon
"Da, of course. Why you think I wear heavy trench coat and long scarf." Russia stands over a foot taller than England who is dressed in his thin military uniform.
England's teeth chatter as Canada bandages up Russia's head. "Russia, please be more careful next time you see a polar bear. They are very vicious." Canada's quiet voice is quickly ignored by Russia.
"You should have been more prepared, England."
"Next time, don't let a polar bear chew upon your head."
Canada comes between them. "Stop fighting!" His voice is barely heard.
England goes around Canada and snatches the end of Russia's scarf. He unwraps it and rolls it around his own neck. "You are right. This is warmer."
Russia becomes infuriated and whips around to confront England. Canada notices a switch on the base of Russia's neck. "Wha
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