The clouds of war gather over Corinth as the forces of the warp turn their attentions to it. For Miguel, newly minted "Gue'vesa" to a rogue Tau commander, juggling the matters of politics and allies is just as harrowing as battling the entities of chaos. Sequel to Enemy of My Enemy by popular demand.

Deimos III is under siege and its invaders have taken interest in a particular facility owned by the Imperium. Neither the guardsmen nor their enemies know its purpose although the xenos are intent on finding it out. The horrors that await them inside are nothing compared to the battlefield outside.

She probably got picked up at the wrong asylum and he's definitely not normal either. The prophecy from Astora is not very picky with its candidates. Contributed for the Valentines Day event as credited to Alone in the Blight

Lordran can be a ridiculous place sometimes, let alone hard to live in. With the countless ways to die on top of the curse of the Dark Sign, many of the visitors often seek to live in some semblance of normalcy. For four spirits, it's just the question of when they'll go hollow. One shot. R&R

Some days you have to settle for what you can get. For a Vigilant of Stendarr, if a bad day involves shadowy plots and the inkling that you are at the whims of Divines and Daedra, you would pray dysfunctional teammates should be the least of your worries.

A rather clueless Shepard and his crew are suddenly facing several minor problems that are doing a number on their sanity. Several dilemmas for future chapters are now being explored. Suggestions welcomed.

The Regulator grandmaster knows he is in his final days as a great conflict looms ahead for his Liberators. It could undo all the work they have done. Meanwhile, rumors tell of something that could bring more than they could have ever hoped for...

The stress of a suicide mission can do a number to any organic's mental and emotional health. Regardless of stress, organics have antics and prejudices that Legion will never reach a consensus on.

The Second Battle of Hoover Dam is over and the Courier is looking back on his footsteps that brought him here. He finds that there is only one appropriate way to respond to the whole ordeal. Rant. Spoiler Warning.

Sequel to Dusters. The Hudson River seemed to have its own legends and tall tales that floated around it long before the bombs fell. Now with changes on the wind, the Liberators have to wonder if they're getting caught up in the latest dark legend...

In the area that was once New York City, several factions fight an all out war, oblivious to a rising terror growing under its streets. Caught in the middle is a dysfunctional band of regulators crazy enough to do something about it. R&R. Finished!

As bad as the Apollyon retrovirus was, it was at least merciful in that the end came quickly. This lurks and waits. The infected is lucky if the end comes within the week... Intermediary short story between Retrovirus and its upcoming sequel.

What belongs to Bioware render unto Bioware. "Such is the burden I am given. Such is the cross I bear. Here I stand Vigil over them."

Even the greatest of heroes need something to hold onto. Some of the simplest things can ring through the rigors of time. Oneshot with an OC.

Some mysteries and questions are better left buried. Now, an Asari Spectre and her rag tag crew must contain something they cannot see in a race against time. Constructive criticism for upcoming sequel would be appreciated.

Inspired by my personal frustrations in the game. Forgive me if the humor is too dry and we do not own starcraft. What belongs to Blizzard render unto Blizzard.

“What are you, an angel or demon?” Kerrigan spat.“What are you, Zerg or human? Are you the high empress overlord of the Zerg, the Queen of Blades or are you rather a great victim, a lost soul scattered to extraordinary distances?" FINISHED! R&R