Oneshot: Eight years since Thomas Sinclair had been assassinated. Eight years of ever-escalating violence between the ISA and helghast on Vekta. It was a state of affairs that couldn't continue.

Many know Colonel Radec as the feared and infamous Hound of Visari. Few know the man behind the mask, and his rise through the ranks. [Events cover pre-KZ1 to KZSF]

The heir to a very powerful and venerable Helghast family, Maya Visari strives to answer a calling radically different from that of her politically inclined mother and grandfather. She joins the Helghast army and becomes Echo. [KZSF prequel]

Oneshot: It had once been said that there was a fine line between love and hate. Faced with war in the present, and failed love in the past, Jan knew the saying to be a lie.

Oneshot: The UCN wasted no time after the First Interplanetary War to continue its space colonization program. Other worlds would be found and settled.

Oneshot: "It's not going to be over. Not for a long time. If ever." Those had been Jan Templar's words in 2357. In 2390, his words remained eerily pertinent.

Jenzen wanted nothing but to find his wife and protect his empire... A massive threat will force him to do something the Helghast have never wanted to get what he wants. Chapters infrequent, doesn't follow games, rated T for violence, profanity and death.

Oneshot: Nothing like a bit of small talk before plunging down into Hell...

Oneshot: The ISA fleet had arrived at Helghan. They might dominate the skies, but the land belonged to the helghast.

Poem: "The enemy may shatter our bodies, but they cannot break our spirit. Even now they advance on our homeworld to seize by force what they cannot claim by right. They cannot imagine what awaits them..."

An ISA Soldier is debriefed by ISA High Command for his role in the Helghan Terracide. A rewrite of "Knight". OC's from deviantART and Fanfiction will be added.

Poem: During the Second Extrasolar War, the helghast employed extensive propaganda to keep up morale on the home front.

Oneshot: The ISA Marines considered themselves to be the greatest fighting force in the galaxy. Which was odd, really, considered that the helghast called themselves the same thing.

(Up for Adoption) They aren't really gone...they'll always watch over family,friends...and their enemies. A series of one-shots from several characters after they died or lived.

A bit of a parody fic on the equipment of the Killzone universe. One-shot, probably not something to take seriously.

Poem: "Look at that. Shame we can't get any closer and just blast 'em away from up here, but they've got some crazy anti-aircraft system."

Poem: Battlegroup Mandrake stood ready.

História curtinha, só para passar o tempo Aproveitem.

Trapped on Helghan, a young pilot must fight for her survival alongside a firebrand sergeant. What happens when loss, haunting memories, and the hostility of the natives drives these kindred spirits closer together? Jammer POV. Reposted.

*Song Fic* Helghan Soldiers all wear the face of evil according their enemies even the people of New Helghan believe so, but there are others who beg to differ. An orphan experiences the soft side of these battle-hardened killing machines first hand. OC/Assault Infantry

Three weeks after the fall of Pyrrhus, ISA soldiers Rico Velasquez and "Jammer" are stranded in the deathly Helghast desert with a small, motley group of fellow survivors...but not all of them are ISA. Throughout constant conflicts and petty squabbles, the small group must put aside their petty differences to work to the common goal of survival.

I just got Shadow fall and was inspired to write this one shot story about Echo and her saying goodbye to Lucas hope you like it* I do not own killzone or any of the properties associated with killzone*

Poem: "On this day, we stand united once more. On this day, those driven to divide us will hear our voice! On this day, we shall act as one! And shall be ignored no more!"

After a hard fought battle, a group of ISA troops become over confident

Set during the first game, an ISA Lancer runs into serious troubles of its own making