Fan Fiction
The perfect person
I can control anything, but my emotions. That is how I will start my speech. But before I can write, I must sleep. For a girl of seventeen years old, I seem to have life down packed. Good grades- check! Good Family- Check! And a Fairly decent part time job- check! I was on track to having a great career and going to a great school. The only thing wrong in my life was you. I had never known love or made time for. I was so self-absorbed in my own success that when you came I lost all control. Emotions overtook me and I felt trapped in someone else’s body. I was a puppet with someone else pulling the strings. And this all started, the summer of 2014.
By Shannon Manning5 years ago in Fiction
Savior
She had resisted him all night. Instead of surrendering she had fought him. Each time, she fought him with everything she had in her. After the third time, he had fallen asleep. He didn't know when she had left but the last thing he remembered was her curled up into a ball, crying. Oh, well. At least he was satisfied Her, well, he really didn't care. She would either get used to it and surrender, or, fight the good fight every night. Her choice. He figured he'd better go look for her. Just as he stepped out of the bedroom he saw her standing in front of the surveillance monitor as though she was in a trance. She held in her hand a diamond powered lava ray gun, or should I say cannon. This thing could kill anything by burning and disintegrating it in a single blast. Was she planning on using this on him?
By Nelly Black5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 20
NOW From the main balcony of the watchtower, Barbara could see the entire Gotham skyline. The sun would rise in a few hours, until then the light from the Bat-signal filled the sky above Gotham City. It had been years since her father had turned it on.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 18
NOW The fog hovering over Gotham Harbor was dancing in colored light as the Gotham Police and Harbor Patrol boats were surrounding the Antarctica. Penguin was pacing back and forth his chalice in one hand, his extended cigarette in the other. In a few moments Ivy would be in police custody and if she had any additional information now was the time to retrieve it. He needed to find out why they disappeared. Penguin feared now that Joker had returned, the past might have returned with him. The murder of the Mad Hatter Jervis Tetch may be proof that it did.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 23
NOW The gateway into Gotham Harbor, surrounded by mosaic walls of sharp edged rocks and death defying cliffs allows room for only one freighter to enter or exit the bay at a time. On the southern side of the perilous oceanic entrance, high above the waterline stands Kraken’s Lighthouse. The monolithic lantern is the oldest, tallest and longest continually running beacon in the country, its massive twelve foot bulb radiates light around the channel from Gotham Harbor to the Atlantic every sixty-seconds.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 21
NOW Edward hated wearing the gas mask, he still had bouts with claustrophobia, and he had already been stretching his limits all the way down here beneath Gotham. Basil insisted that the best way to subdue all their hired help was with gas. Instead of informing their workers they had finished, Basil and Edward watched as the men one by one dropped where they stood. The explosives were in place. The detonators were wired. Now it’s time to clean up all the loose ends. Edward was looking forward to carrying out Joker’s plan of leveling the city and creating their own dominion.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 22
NOW Murdering the Jervis Tetch was fresh in Harley Quinn’s mind. She couldn’t help but smile, the satisfaction from killing him was overwhelming. She blamed Tetch for the debacle responsible for Joker’s coma, but decided best to not act on her impulses until once Joker was awake and able to give his blessing. She had had plenty of time to replay the events of that dreadful day during her stay at the Elliot Mansion. In her head the memory was vivid and conclusive, Jervis walked in with a duffle bag, he placed it under the center table in which she and Joker were standing around then, BOOM! The force from the detonation had sent everyone in the room flying. Harley was certain there could be no other explanation. It had to be Tetch!
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
