"Live as long as possible, if you lose your life again, there will be no possible resurrection."This is the ordeal that Being X imposed on Tanya during her second life. And that's exactly what she will do without asking for help from the individual she considers an impostor, despite all his schemes. Until the intervention of another entity which will restore the balance in this confrontation.
Perseus Jackson was many things. She had seen many things and that of course included her figuring out Batman's identity from a newspaper clipping, an injury her best friend had sustained and an inquiry with her uncle. This was years ago, and Percy has been working with Batman and Robin for years, since she was 10 and a half (her mother agreed).She dropped school after 6th grade, that being the grade her life went to more schist than before. Sally had agreed that it was for the best.Percy Jackson, or Fury as her hero persona, juggled demigod duties and hero duties. Don't worry though, Bruce/Batman knows that she is a demigod.
After hearing about a ritual to enter another world you decide to try it as things like these never work. Or so you thought....
Twilight doesn't have the easiest life in the world when you are Satan and God's Grand-Son. So what happens when you think you hear voices like someone is reading your life like a book and is leaving comments? I guess you ask them for help. I think.(This storyline is all up to you! You get to choose where and how this story goes by giving young Twilight your advice as he goes on a little trip around the multiverse.All you have to do is comment and you'll be heard)[[Note: The original story line is archived and is being restarted. To place you comment for Twilight to hear please reply to my comment saying 'Messages here:']
Like the title says these are words he will never hearMore like poetry than a novel!
I step in front of him, his eyes gleaming with curiosity and speechless terror. "You have no desire to go back were death is imminent."I grab a fistful of his brown hair, yanking him closer."But you want to live."I smirk."I may have use of you, if you so desire to... live to see another day."I pause as I let go of his hair, kicking him to the ground."If you have what it takes to become warrior worthy of living,"I turn away from him, already knowing his answer."I welcome you to Banes of the Mist."
- Месье Стоун, позволите вопрос... несколько личного характера? - журналистка улыбнулась, и Джаггед вздохнул:- Вы ведь понимаете, что я могу не ответить на него?- Разумеется! Связано ли изменение в направленности вашего творчества с вашей женой, которая так ни разу и не появилась в обществе?Джаггед улыбнулся, вспомнив свою малышку, и промолчал.Да и что он мог рассказать?..