The kid she knew was long gone, at least that was what she had been told. But if he was lost to the darkness then who was this man with hopeful green eyes and a boyish smile?

He didn't understand why they were complaining, its not like he hadn't done something they hadn't done. Who cares if he had to kill a few people? Who would be bothered if he slaughtered a village? They say he was evil, but how bad could he possibly be? (Songfic)

He has been stuck in the same room for as long as he could remember, maybe even longer. He had given up on the idea of escaping long ago. Until some idiot summoned him, now he's free to do whatever he wants. But he thinks he just going to stick around to annoy the hell of the alternate version of his former enemy. No slash or romance in general.

Either I have been kidnapped by some cult that wiped my memories or I'm some wizard Jesus who is prophesied to defeat some snake faced creep. But with the way these weirdos are acting I'm leaning towards the former.

I wasn't always like this, I had once been a innocent kid who drew the short straw. But things changed, and people made mistakes and fate had went to far.

Hello, my names Hermione Granger and this is my side of the story (Sequel to -Love, A Dead Man)

One day inside A small library two children met. Little did they know their meeting changed the plan fate had for them, but change isn't always for the better.