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Danny was not planning on having a good day that Monday morning. Once again, there was school, and once again, his parents had kept him up with the racket in their laboratory. It had been that way for several weeks, now. Since they began, neither Danny nor Jazz were allowed in the basement, although there was no doubt his sister would never set foot in there anyhow; since she had turned thirteen three years earlier, she had considered her parents to be crazy, and had begun to try and find different ways to convince them of letting their ghost hunting obsessions go. Which was always easier than done. Brrrrooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmm!!

 "Ha-ha, Jackie's back!" That had been Bulkhead's excited crow for seeing the ol' Wrecker again, but as he should have expected with Wheeljack, that happiness came with a price. Slopes had turned slippery when his brash friend had accidentally blown up a human gas station in his eager drive to finally take down Dreadwing. It only got worse when his independent buddy had butted heads with Optimus because he wasn't used to taking orders—a Wrecker had a Wrecker's pride, after all, and Bulkhead knew it was going to be hard for Wheeljack to take orders from anyone but the OLD big head honcho. Instead, after a touchy medical checkup for hi

MILES PROWER di Zenox 1°Capitolo:"Una nuova vita" Siamo alla fine di una lunga battaglia, Sonic the Hedgehog evita gli attacchi del robot del Dr. Eggman con semplicità, ormai per il riccio questa è diventata la quotidianità, lo scienziato furioso muove le leve da guida e cerca di colpire Sonic inutilmente, "maledetto roditore! fermati che ti voglio stritolare!" l'altro correndo sul braccio robotico replica sorridendo, "ahah è il meglio che sai fare Dr.Eggman?!" in lontananza una piccola volpe arriva con una specie di orologio sul braccio, ci aveva lavorato tutta la notte per finirlo, deve essere un apparecchio c

TFA Warriors Prologue A full moon lit the dark skies, shedding its light upon Fourtrees, revealing the four towering oaks that stood guard upon the clearing in the middle of it. The only sound that could be heard was the wind softly rustling the oaks’ leaves and the flow of the river but besides that, the night was silent. One would hardly be able to tell that a storm was brewing deep within the forest and, on this night, Fourtrees would become a place blood and darkness. Shrieks and screams began to fill the once still air as dark forms leaped and tore at each other. Blue eyes glared at red and gleaming claws met head on with white,

There is a significant difference between dreaming that you're drowning, and actually drowning. Nothing can simulate the fire burning in your lungs as your body screams for air, nor the weight you feel as more and more water seeps into your nostrils. It is a particularly painful and slow way to die. But she had no plans on dying. She had no plans on letting him die either. No matter what it took, she and he were going to survive, and she refused to believe otherwise.  In the course of one year, a strength, a confidence, a will to defy death itself had built up within her, and it was now being put to the test. It was all thanks to him. Him,