My own little twisted vore story. Nothing to extreme. 2013 Edit: Sorry for not updating it guys. If Part 2 feels kinda lacking, I'll understand. I wasn't really feeling it when I made it. No unsolicited reviews please.

Inglaterra, 1888. Otoño del Terror. La sombra de Jack el Destripador aterra a las prostitutas de Whitechapel. Pero lo que el enigmático asesino no sabe es que alguien viene tras él, para cazarlo. John Titor, soldado del futuro, llega del año 2036 con un sólo objetivo: detener a la bestia.

He was broken by the loss of his wife and son, along with his lover. She was broken by the loss of her only family. When their paths cross, will they be able to heal each other's broken hearts? Will Frederick learn to love again? Abberline/OC Please read and review!

Mein Name ist Inspector Frederick Abberline. Der regelmäßige Konsum von Opium ermöglicht es mir, Dinge zu sehen. Oft auch welche, die meine Fälle betreffen, doch was mir viel wichtiger ist: Erinnerungen an meine tote Frau. Eigentlich ist es immer die gleiche. Inzwischen hat sie sich regelrecht in mein Gedächtnis eingebrannt. "Dr. Marbury sagt, dass ich ein Kind von dir erwarte"...

Not a From Hell story, but there's no Jack the Ripper category. This is a 'ficlet' of sorts from a role-playing forum I was in where Jack tries to get the attention of one Sherlock Holmes, who had introduced himself as Mr. Hauser.

Some say love means to endure. Well, that was what she did from the moment she met him. She endured his love for someone else.How could she possibly change his heart?Abberline/OC. Rating now changed!

Just a random oneshot that's been stuck in my head for a few days. Not really that much in love with it.

This is short story I wrote and edited for a competition. This is a little twist to the history of Jack the Ripper...

This isn't about From Hell, but there was no category for just Jack the Ripper. Clara is set to marry the dashing Lord Pembroke. But all is not as it seems... Please R&R!

A poem describing.. Inspector Frederick George Abberline! SQEE! READ & REVIEW! I do NOT own FROM HELL or Frederick!

A small poem I wrote while writing a report on Jack the Ripper

Adventure. Mystery. Love. Fred Abberline was familiar with those words, but he tried to avoid the final one at all costs. However, little did he know he would not have a chance to avoid any of them when Katie O'Reilly walked back into his life.

London, 1890. The killer stalked in the night, cleansing the filth with his - or her? - knife and leaving the bodies under the gaslights.. Inspired by the old classic horror movies, featuring the gorgeous Gothic settings and dresses as eye-candy to read.

a short poem on what the Ripper does on his nightly escapades

One shot. The way I would have liked to see the movie end. Starts with Godley finding abberline in the Opium Den at the end of the movie.

My name is Rolf Myers, I'm an officer in the Scotland Yard, and lifes about to get a hell of a lot more confusing : A continuation of the movie where another serial killer pops up, the killer mimics Jack, but something is much more wrong this time around

The Ripper Case songfic. ONESHOT.

COMPLETED: From Hell/Sleepy Hollow cross. AbxIch - A constable is brought in from New York to assist Inspector Abberline with the hunting of the Ripper. They both have lives, love interests and their careers. But with the human soul, comes weakness

A student called Becky meets a beautiful stranger

a Short little Sonnet in Honor of Fredrick Aberline Rated M for drug reference

Set from the scene between Mary and Fred in the alleyway. This is what I think would have been good in the movie. Please R&R!

Inspector Abberline has one last case he must solve for the good of Queen and Country. With help of his cousin Captain Jack Sparrow, can he find the secret that will save his country, or will Britian be brought down to its knees?

Note: This isn't a "From Hell" Directly fan-fic, but it is Jack The Ripper based. I don't want to attempt to summarize this story in fear it may give away it's plot, this is a modern adaptation to story of Jack The Ripper with a new twist. Enjoy.

Inspector William Knight faces problems dealing with a disloyal assistant and a murderer. A story of Jack The Ripper of Leather Apron

A goodbye from Sgt. Godley in poetry format. It's an idea I had so let me know what you think. Creative critisism is always good.