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Soldiers Of Light Chapter 15A/N: Penultimate chapter here. This won't be nice. It will feature misogyny, violence, threats, sadistic and sociopath behavior. I'd skip about 3/4 of this, if you do not like that, which I wouldn't blame you for. This was horrible to write, but, this was how I saw Koralev and Rihanoff. They are vile human beings.Soldiers Of Light Chapter 15 by Aquamonkey92
Chapter 15: Underline
Hadley woke up alone, and fairly late for her. She yawned, stretched, and heard a few clicks. She groaned. She really was getting too old for all this spy stuff.
A soft sound made her wake up a little more. She heard the shower stop, and turned over, but hid her face under the duvet cover. She felt a little bashful, and part of her hoped that the man coming out of the shower only wore a towel, and a smile.
She suddenly felt nineteen again, the age she lost her virginity. That night she was anticipating, with a flutter of nervousness and excitement. The man she lost it too was a wonderful, patient, calm
Soldiers Of Light Chapter 14A/N: Shlyukha apparently means 'whore' in Russian, but as I am not a native speaker of Russian, and I used Google Translate, I am not sure if it actually means that. If it doesn't, I apologise.Soldiers Of Light Chapter 14 by Aquamonkey92
Chapter 14: In Lieu Of Evil
Moscow, Russia, 6th December 2026
Mikhail Koralev stood, in front of an interactive map of the world. He tapped on it and it brought up visuals of London.
"Bring me Hadley Groves. That shlyukha needs to pay for her insolence. We need Valentin back too".
His right hand man, Serge nodded. "Sir, what about Jensen and Jackson?"
Mikhail laughed. "No need to hunt them down. Once Hadley is caught, they'll come after her. This needs to come to an end. Where is she now?"
Serge walked beside his comrade, and traced the agent's signal, before her blip disappeared. "She's in Kyoto, Japan. Too late Blaine".
His superior nodded. "They all know too much. Once MI5 is taken down, the F.B.I and governments all over the world will fall, and Mo
In The Final Hour (Adam/Frank) - Part 2In The Final Hour (Adam/Frank) - Part 2 by CrownOfMagic
Jensen was woken by the sound of his communication link kicking back in now that they were far enough away from Panchaea's interference for the technology to work. "Where am I dropping you guys off?" Malik asked, jolting Jensen out of sleep with a grunt.
Disoriented, Jensen couldn't think of an answer before Pritchard spoke up. "Drop us at my apartment. After this we'll all want to stay low for a while, and I can help Jensen with his wounds."
"What about my apartment?" Jensen asked groggily, realizing slowly that he must have slept for the whole flight.
Pritchard looked over at him. "Do you have anything that needs to be secured in your apartment? I've already wiped all records and logs showing you were at Darrow's facility and in contact with them all leading up to this so ideally no one will ask too many questions," Pritchard explained, much to Jensen's surprise when he learned that Pritchard had altered all the records to protect him. "But you're chief of security so I'm sure they'l
In The Final Hour (Adam/Frank) - Part 1In The Final Hour (Adam/Frank) - Part 1 by CrownOfMagic
In The Final Hour
Disclaimer: I do not own "Deus Ex: Human Revolution" or any of the characters
Warnings: M/M pairing, game spoilers
Pairing: Adam Jensen/Francis Pritchard
Notes: I have made this story understandable and enjoyable for readers even if you haven't played the game, though you will likely appreciate the story more if you are familiar with the game.
Summary: If someone had told Jensen that Pritchard would be anything but a thorn in his side, he would have waved them off. But as the world threatens to end around Jensen, his last minutes counting down, all he can think of is the snarky cyber security chief. And to Jensen's luck, Pritchard is thinking of him too.
When Jensen had been introduced to Pritchard, the cyber security chief at Sarif Industries, Jensen knew Pritchard didn't approve of him. Pritchard wasn't having a bad day, hadn't woken up on the wrong side of the bed and wouldn't cheer up the next day; Pritchar
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Fanfiction-Crossovers and fanfiction solely based around Deus Ex: Human Revolution go here. Note: YAOI fanfiction must be placed into the YAOI FANFICTION FOLDER. This folder is tailored for HET fanfiction, or fanfiction WITHOUT romantic elements.
FanArt-Drawn artwork of our amazing hero goes here. You can also feature his allies, and even his enemies.
Yaoi Fanfiction-Setting Jensen up with Sarif? Sense tension between Jensen and Pritchard? Or are you interested in setting Jensen up with Inu-Yasha? Your fanfiction goes HERE.
Cosplay-Hitting the streets as Jensen? Or perhaps you're heading out as one of his allies, Sarif, Megan or Pritchard! Your work goes into this folder!
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