“We got not one, but three hits off of Google searches.” M replied, tossing him the hard copy folder. “And all three are in the same area as the initial sightings on Friday night. Do you still want to bet that an MAU wasn't involved?”

(I'm no good at Gimp or Photoshop, you'll just have to imagine that Iris has thistle-colored eyes. Though I do now have an anime-ish avatar depicting Iris.)

Beth scolded the two troopers as they tracked the attractive woman who just rode by them on a fast looking bike. “Keep your eyes open.”

“Oh,” The Sergeant chuckled, “They're open alright!”

(I'm no good at Gimp or Photoshop, you'll just have to imagine that Iris has thistle-colored eyes. Though I do now have an anime-ish avatar depicting Iris.)

(I'm no good at Gimp or Photoshop, you'll just have to imagine that Iris has thistle-colored eyes. Though I do now have an anime-ish avatar depicting Iris.)

With her primary mission complete, Alex takes care of some ‘housekeeping’ while in Federal Period Washington City.

The Air Force Captain took a lung full of smoke. “I saw it, but I don't know if I believe it. However, what the hell. No one else has believed either, but the question is do you believe in superheroes, because I swear to Gawd we intercepted Iron-Man and War-Machine out over Tampa Bay last night.”

Another TG blast from the past, in celebration of this July 4th. In 2001, this tale of alien invasion was meant to be my first attempt at a gender bending epic; written as straight up Science Fiction rather than as a joke. Naturally the greater story is guided by some insanely complex characters for such an action driven narrative. Would you expect any less from me?

Of course, as with my other older fiction, this is presented as originally submitted, warts and all.

So have a picnic, grab a beer, and enjoy this firecracker of an adventure.

*** Author's Note: All trademarked and copyrighted material belong to Catalyst Game Labs and Wizkids Entertainment. I'm just playing in one of my all time favorite universes. ***

“Yeah,” Agent G answered his phone, still half asleep.

“This is a Code Critical.” The dispassionate voice on the other end announced.

Griffin and Danny learn that plans doesn't always work out the way you want.

With Sand Dollar assigned to escort duty, Captain Steinert and her sisters take on their most demanding mission to date. Can Alexandra successfully complete a mission seemingly doomed from the onset?

A dying man is given a second chance. This story is a fan fiction that takes place in the Whateley Universe.

The Ghost Project
By Anon Allsop

I would like to thank JP for all of his hard work helping me with my story. It is greatly appreciated!

With a sensory score that was off the charts, Heath Carroll thought his ship had come in. Unfortunately for him, our government was the entity doing all of the testing.

Early on, he had been sought out for his uncanny ability to self-induce a trance and Astral Project himself across great distances. At first it was thrilling to be able to physically occupy one separate plane of space, then within mere moments he would appear in another. His recklessness, even after friends warned him, attracted the eye of a secret military faction within the government.

There appears to be a stow-away within USS Detroit’s crew. After returning Sand Dollar to 1944, Alex mysteriously collapses. Finding herself back in 1942 and in someone else’s body, can she maintain the timeline as she remembers it or will things spiral into nightmare? Can Alex find a way to save one of her beloved sisters?

Iressistible, Kissable

In the Australian outback a solitary traveller stops at strange roadside store. They leave with more questions than answers and a CD labelled "A TG Mixed Tape". Hit play on this collection of short, short tales if you dare and let 11 different voices in TG-Fiction take you to worlds both far flung and almost but not quite like our own; introduce you to Rock Star Vampires, Shape-shifters and the even the Devil herself; and spin stories of remembrance, sex and second chances.

“The Third Human”

I was told of it one day while going out, lamenting a grade I had gotten in a class earlier. I wanted to put it off, blame it on something else. While I know certain things were a factor I could've tried to modify things though I think the task would overwhelm me. Back to the subject at hand, while I lamented my grades, this man came up to me while I was eating.

Mezmerize

Part 3

Four weeks after emerging as a girl, Lydia took Alicia to the school for cheerleader try-outs. Every red-blooded teenage boy in the school found some excuse to be on the athletic field while the cheerleader try-outs were held. As the football coach had learned through years of experience, it was impossible for his players to work out while the cheerleader try-outs were being conducted. The result was that close to a hundred fifty horny guys and the equally horny football coach were lounging about while the trials were conducted. The guys were far from silent, never hesitating to whistle or let forth with cat-calls as the cute cheerleaders and prospective cheerleaders gathered for the try-outs. The cheerleading coach actually encouraged this since the lusty attentions quickly weeded out those girls who would be too embarrassed to perform in front of crude boys.

Alicia wore a snug light pink angora short sleeved sweater that hugged her slim torso and accentuated her ample provocative breasts. A hot pink mid-thigh pleated cotton mini skirt swirled enticingly as she ambled to the registration table. A hot pink ribbon tied into a bow secured her bouncy ponytail at the back of her head while light pink cotton anklets and hot pink sneakers completed her attractive ensemble. The guys hooted and hollered and at least a dozen guys yelled out asking for a date. Several guys grabbed their hearts and made as if to swoon. Alicia blushed demurely, smiled, and winked at the boys, shaking her ponytail in a most endearing and teasing manner.

Mezmerized

Part 2

Stephan awoke slowly recalling all that had been done and all the changes that were to be made in him. That he was awakening as a girl for the first time frightened him. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked about his new bedroom.

MESMERIZE

By Jennifer Sue

Part 1

The job was thankless and often boring, but at least upper management recognized it's importance because the salary was double what similar positions paid. Lydia Templin was quite efficient as the research/reference librarian for a major pharmaceutical company. In this position she was responsible for indexing articles in scientific and research journals so that if one of the researchers in the company wanted information, she would be able to promptly obtain it. In addition, she was responsible for filing and cross referencing all research documents produced by the company.

When upper management decided to try to find a drug to control the unbridled sex drive of child-molesters and rapists, a request came in from R & D for information on drugs that reduced sex drive in males. Lydia pulled up every listing of drugs that had references of reduced sex drive and then set about to dutifully cull every reference. One drug, TTX, seemed to repeatedly pop up but none of the clinical studies showed any consistent results. Lydia's sent all the information on to R & D.