Hey nanakon
I had two people come in and report my fanfictions for abuse and I had to have them removed, however I have posted them on my other fanfiction site if you would still like to read them. Here's how to get there.
Go to .com the on the left side of the site is a small drop down box that is labeled Browse our BS. Click on it and scroll down to Author: Contriago and then click on it.
At the bottom of my comment you should see this:
January 22nd, 2010 | Tags: Author: Contriago | Category: Fan Fiction | Leave a comment
Click on the category fanfiction and it will take you to all the fanfictions written there. And then look for the ones with my name on it, you can review over there to by leaving a comment.
I refuse to let my fans down so I spent all night looking for another site that would allow me to post MA rated fanfictions. The person who created this site said she would love it if I posted my fanfictions there so I posted a few. I'll have more up if you want to read them.
Warning this short clip is morbid and contains gruesome details.
Please be warned this is rated MA (mature audience) for this very reason.
Bang!
You're dead.
How does it feel to have something taken away from you.
Weeks have past, you're now decay.
I can see the maggots move within you.
Like little children that need guidance I will guard them until there is nothing but bones left of you.
Grow little ones, become big flies.
You know why I like flies?
They remind me of the bat.
Who seems to dodge ever swat at him.
They are black like the bat.
And they can fly, like the bat.
Your body is too weak to hold it's weight any more, if I were to try and move you, you're body would fall apart and my children would fall out of you in huge piles before attempting to bury themselves within you to escape the cruel sun that would dry their bodies before they had truly lived.
For the sake of their safety I won't move you., but I will kneel down and touch you gently and fell them burry themselves deeper within you, perhaps to the bone, to get away from the squiching pressure my hand puts on them.
The clock chimes 12. Time to party. Sleep well my children, batman will come to see you in the morning. Don't be afraid to show him your wonderful work. I'm sure he'll be as pleased as I am.