|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
PrologueDovepaw looked down into the gorge, her pale gray fur ruffling. There was no way across, and the dog was right behind her. As soon as Dovepaw felt the dog's breath on her tail, she made a desperate leap across the gorge, but as her front claws collided with the grass, she slipped off and fell, screeching, into the river below. Half of her expected to be dead by the time she hit the water, but something else happened, and she instead ended up falling into a hole. Before Dovepaw could move everything went black.
DEDDovepaw exploded through the undergrowth, her pale blue eyes widening in terror at the sight of four, no, FIVE Twolegs all looking at her.
The tiny pale-gray apprentice stood there, too scared to move. A ball of ice dropped in her belly. Then, as the smallest Twoleg approached her, she turned and bolted. Not long after, though, a huge black dog attacked her, grabbing her by the belly and shaking. Dovepaw screeched in agony, her tiny paws flailing helplessly as the dog flung her back towards the twolegs, spraying fresh blood from the gash in her belly to the leaves. When she landed, the impact on the ground was enough to force all the air out of her lungs.
The smallest Twoleg approached Dovepaw again, followed by the male who had to be the big brother; Dovepaw didn't struggle as the big brother applied white stuff to her belly but as soon as he tried to pick her up she flailed wildly and let out a screech of protest.
Character Interviews Episode 1: Melany KetchumGood evening, everyone, and welcome to Interview Central, where we interview the girls and guys who are popular for their appearances in stories and plays! With its debut episode we will be kicking off the series with an interview with none other than the most common girl in these stories and plays! You know her, you love her, it's none other than Melany!
-She walks onto the stage in a red dress with silver embroidery and her hair up in a long, neat ponytail, smiling-
So, Melany, how much do you like being in all those hypnosis stories, care to explain?
"Well....It's kind of embarrassing, with people seeing me in all those situations, but I guess it's kind of worth it."
And how do you feel about Luna being in the new PokéClans story?
"Actually, I'm proud of her because we worked hard to get this far and it's really satisfying to know that it's all paid off and it's really worth all the hard work."
How much does Luna mean to you, and how long have you known eac
PokeClans Chapter 3In the weeks that followed, the Clan accepted the boy, whose name they learned was Ash, and his Pikachu into the Clan.
"This is where you can stay if you want," Luna said, pointing to a human-sized patch of moss inside a small cave.
Spirit had gone out to look for herbs, but Luna was launched into a panic when she heard Spirit screech in agony.
"Spirit!!!" Luna bolted towards the sound, freezing in her tracks at the scene before her.
Spirit's throat was torn open. Blood matted the healer's fur.
Bright Flame and Sage Leaf stood on either side of Luna, their eyes widening with terror.
"Get me some cobwebs! Now!" Luna screeched at Sage Leaf, pressing her paw into Spirit's wound to stop the bleeding.
Sage Leaf raced back to Spirit's den, returning a few moments later with a wad of cobwebs.
Luna wasted no time in putting them onto Spirit's wound. Her heart sank as her mentor's blood quickly soaked through the cobwebs.
Spirit opened her violet eyes, which were cloudy and dull. "Luna...." She
PokeClans Chapter 2The human stepped back as Spirit momentarily got into an aggressive position, but turned around and continued to remove the thorns until her apprentice wouldn't have to worry about the pain of thorns anymore.
The Pikachu was more fearless, and it ran in towards Spirit, who, startled, jumped back, fur bristling.
"Pikachu, get away from it...!" The boy was eyeing Spirit nervously, but calmed down as Spirit reached forward and sniffed the Pikachu, as if to get to know it, then the same to the human.
By now Luna was starting to wake up; this could be told by the way her ear flicked slightly when the boy spoke. Spirit jumped as the Pikachu approached Luna, then gave Spirit a confused look. "Pika?"
Luna's legs moved slightly, and one of her forepaws connected lightly with the Pikachu's foot.
"Luna....!" Spirit ran over, noticing a slight cut on Luna's ear and started licking at it until the dried blood around it was gone, which also cleaned the cut.
By now Luna was awake, but when she tried
PokeClans Chapter 1Luna picked through the herb stores in the Healer's den. As the new healer apprentice, the young Sylveon had a lot to do. Her mentor, Spirit, an Espeon-Umbreon cross, was busy treating a young Eevee with a broken paw. Luna picked out a few rosehip seeds and brought them to the Eevee.
"Eat these. They'll help your paw feel better." She said firmly, and felt satisfied as the Eevee lapped them up.
As Luna and Spirit left the Nursery, Luna caught a scent she didn't recognize on the breeze.
"I'll be back later," She told Spirit, who nodded.
Luna pelted through the bracken. Now that the scent was stronger, she recognized the scent of a Pikachu, but there was something else there. Another scent.
That wasn't a Pokémon scent at all.
It was a human scent!
Luna saw the Pikachu come into view and leaped into a bush nearby, barely making a sound.
The Pikachu looked in the direction in which Luna had been mere seconds before. "Pika?"
"Hey, what is it, Pikachu?" The human! Luna remained in the s
Melany's PastMelany: That place.....Aperture Science.....I still have nightmares about it.
Clemont: It sounds fun! Did you get to do a lot of science?
Melany: Er.....I guess you could say that. I'll never be able to forget the smells, sights, sounds, and feelings that were there.
Bonnie and Serena: But you're not there anymore....
Ash: What was it like?
Melany: It was like someone's worst nightmare came to life. I saw countless people die every day. We were experimented on, tested, tortured, and we never got to go outside. I was only two years old when they brought me, Riley, and my dad in. They killed my dad on the first day. I survived until I was released.....But the robots there....They tortured me. They tried to kill me with neuro toxin. They made me drink nasty stuff. Then they gave me some kind of cake and I got really sick, so they made me do about 100 tests a day until I got better. It took me 3 months to get better, since they never gave me any medicine. I almost died several times...And.
The Wolf Princess ProloguePrologue
Melany took a deep breath and walked into the auditorium, her stomach full of butterflies. She was auditioning for a starring role in the film adaption of 'The Wolf Princess,' and her nerves were getting the best of her, but she was determined to at least try to make it.
One of the filmmakers studied Melany for a heartbeat. "Name?"
"Okay then, Melany, show us what you've got."
Melany cleared her throat and began quoting Sophie from the book off of which the movie was based on.
"Alright. You did well, kid. We'll have you notified whether you made it in or not within the next few days.
The wait was agony. Then the day came when Melany was notified....
An Octo-Woman's Grasp part 1Melany swam through the marine rainforest, closing her eyes in pleasure. "I love it here! I wish I didn't have to leave."
"That can be arranged....." A tentacle shot out and wrapped around Melany's waist.
"Wait....Wha---" Melany's eyes were met by a spiraling orb that dangled in front of her eyes, captivating in every way possible. Immediately she began to fall into a trance.
"Yes, yes, that's it. Don't resist my pretty Hypnotizer Orb." Melany's shoulder was being stroked gently, relaxing the young girl, who fell deeper into a trance.
Melany's mouth hung open, her eyes wide and each pupil shrinking down until her eyes were pure white.
"Good mermaid. Let yourself fall under my spell. Relax."
Melany began to obey slightly, her eyes filling with aqua-colored spirals.
"Let your mind go blank. You just cannot resist."
The octo-woman's words were true. Melany was unable to resist, yet she wasn't in a trance.
"Your mind is sooooooo fuzzy...."
Again, the words were true. And then.....Melany's
From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and SinkerThere are some days where life throws you something totally unexpected that takes you out of the daily routine. I've noticed these changes can oftentimes be little adventures in and of themselves, wonderful little side stories to our "normal" walks.
Then again, living in a home full of Pokémon means that "normal" is usually anything but. So on a sunny Wednesday morning, another of life's little twists and turns came to trip me up.
Or rather, the twisting, turning tip of my dear Arbok's tail was what tripped me up.
I really should've learned by now that the long corridors of the Manor are the most likely spots for Arbok or my other serpentine Pokémon pals to ambush me! It's in their nature, after all; scouting out places to surprise their marks, which are most of the time all me. Within seconds of the toe of my shoe bumping into the purple appendage sticking out of the side storage room, she'd curled her tail all the way up my leg.
"WHOA! What the--?"
My surprise took away any
The Shadow Game - Mai Valentine TG (Request)
Paul was an avid Yu-Gi-Oh! player. He considered himself pretty good at it. He often won local tournaments and played online quite a bit. He was online playing against some other players like he usually was. He came across a certain player, asking him to play a "shadow game." Paul assumed the guy was just joking, and said "Sure." to him. Nothing was different from any other game. Paul was getting a bit upset, as he kept on getting poor cards and was just generally unlucky. Paul lost the match and was left with a short chat before he disconnected. "Well you lost, and this was a shadow game. Although, the punishment for losing is, let's say, a bit more fun." the opponent said before leaving the lobby. Paul sat at his desk for a moment, taking it in. He assumed it was nothing to worry about, but was still curious why his opponent talked the way he did. Before he could continue, Paul felt a strange feeling surround his body.
Paul's hair grew greatly as it reached down to his back, turning
The End, The Beginning.As she came upon the MoonClan leader, Brightpaw could clearly see his thread--bright blue, thinner than normal, but woven together with an intricate and uneven red one. She unsheathed her claws, Cinderstar and Ebonystar were holding Fallenstar down, with Echostar and Deadsoul nearby for support if needed.
“Don’t touch me!” Fallenstar--or, whoever was in control at the time--hissed, his mouth contorted in a painful way, his eyes bulging as he pleaded for his life. He trembled slightly, his neck nearly snapping with the effort, before he faced Brightpaw again.
“Do it. Make me pay for what I’ve done.”
Brightpaw nodded, this was the true Fallenstar, his true wishes. Raising her claws, the tabby shut his eyes, looking almost peaceful if it weren’t for the stains of blood and torn flesh throughout his body.
“Fallenstar, leader of MoonClan. By the will of yourself, by StarClan and by the leaders of all of the territories, I remove you from your
“Phew…I thought that game was never going to end!” Phil said as he took off his football helmet, wiping the sweat from his brow. What started as a simple match against a rival team had ended up going into overtime due to tough defense and blocking, and eventually it was a touchdown scored by Phil that won it for his team. On top of that, Phil managed to get through the game without spontaneously transforming into his anthropomorphic eagle form. It had become sort of a ‘secret weapon’ for his team, but at the same time, he didn’t want to fork out more money to pay for replacement clothing. However, he didn’t have any clue that by the end of the day, he’d never have to deal with that problem ever again.
“And now that the game’s finished, I should really get to work!” Phil said as he placed his helmet in his locker, deciding to skip showering until later on. Normally he’d shower as soon as a game had finished, but con
tGB | how did the universe come up with youi. when you fall asleep // with your head upon my shoulder.
dusk light dimly washed over nandryx, soft pink luminance quietly coloring the gentle face of the young female; eyelids barely hung over her saltwater blue eyes, but they managed to somehow stay open, appearing like fragments of pale, breaking ocean waves that were miles away from shore.
ii. when you're in my arms // but you've gone somewhere deeper.
she leaned back into his midsection, coal-black fur teasing into her fair crème fur. it was dark enough to remind her of ravens and their long feathers, and she grinned up at him. he was staring off, his icy blue eyes idly set on some part of the sky or mountains.
iii. are you going to age with grace?
sanibel liked these quiet moments when the evening air was cool on her skin and the light was gentle on her eyes and he was quiet like this. everything felt still for once.
iv. are you going to age without mistakes?
“you look so beautiful like that,” sh
Mythia's Melon Gum Research
Mythia and Herb are lab partners who love working together as a team. Herb has a knack to test drink any potions before it can be available for public use.
Today, Mythia and Herb are conducting research on creating a special flavored gum that are different from any other common gum people can buy in stores or gas stations. They gathered up all the required ingredients including a fresh green watermelon to get it's flavor.
"Mix them all together and this watermelon gum should be ready to go," Mythia said checking to make sure all systems can go.
"Right on it, Miss Celtil," Herb said and mixed the ingredients as if she was stirring whipped cream icing on a cake.
The machine began making noises like what would you hear in a factory and processed all the ingredients and then finally after the procedure, two pieces of gum were finally made. They were green colored strips that look sweet like a bubble gum flavored gum.
Herb grabbed the two strips and shared one with Mythia. The duo felt acco
How I claimed Amy Rose pt. 05How I claimed Amy Rose
A narrative through the eyes of Shadow the Hedgehog
I teleported away and into the police station since I had to do some worthless paper work and some other boring and tedious tasks. I walked up to the chief and he pointed me in the direction of where I needed to go and I walked up to an officers desk. It was the same officer that thanked me when I busted the car.
"Hi there.... Again....." I said as I crossed my arms.
She jumped up and saluted me, saying, "Oh it's you! My name is officer Nikita-"
I cut her off by raising my hand,"Let me first say, I hate formalities... Not because I'm not interested in meeting others, it just believe they are a huge waste of time....
She slightly relaxed and responded with, "Yes sir, sorry sir..."
I never got a good look at her the first time, but I see that she's an anthro dark husky, 5' 10", short black hair with white highlights, her
Melany's Encounter Part 2 of 2Melany was close to waking up the following morning. Kaa flicked his tongue over Melany's cheek, getting a quick taste of her. His mouth began to water at the taste. She was delicious!
Kaa was hungry, and there was nothing else around to eat. "Oh Melany...You were sssso sssstupid. I hope you enjoy your lasssst momentssss..."
With those words he began to eat his meal. He decided to eat her from the feet up for a change. Maybe it could save her life.
Melany slept I disturbed as her feet entered a hot, wet place. The feeling crept up her legs, making her uncomfortable. Her mind began to break free, and she groaned. "No..."
Kaa had to stop eating her. He couldn't eat her while she was awake. "Sssssshhh, little one. You're in ssssssafe handssss." He locked eyes with her, his own spiraling at dizzying speed. "Jusst ssssleep."
Melany's already half-entranced mind was once again assaulted. 'N-No! I've gotta fight it! If he takes hold of me again....' But her thought was stopped as the spirals
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
Keep in Touch!
scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More