male alita fanfiction

In a cyberpunk world, Hugo, a former love and ally of Alita , is thought to be dead. However, Nova, the ruthless leader of the cyborg movement, discovers Hugo's damaged body and rebuilds him into a powerful cyborg assassin. Nova wipes Hugo's memories, erasing his past and his connection to Alita, and programs him to kill Alita. As Hugo navigates his new existence, he struggles with fragmented memories and conflicting loyalties. His programming drives him to carry out Nova's orders, but glimpses of his past threaten to resurface. Meanwhile, Alita must confront the possibility that her lover is now a weapon aimed at her. _____________________________ please note that this is just a fan-fic and I will be expecting you guys reviews _____________________________ and please note that new chapters will start dropping everyday from 1st January 2025

Lincoln, a boy used to outsmarting and learning- finds his trust crushed, and life turned inside out when his friend betrays him. Follow the effects of that fateful day as he makes his way through Brockton bay.

When Izuku Midoriya falls into one of the old traps of the perished Boogeyman, he knows that his work is not done yet - and so does One for All. Bleeding out admists ruins, the sentient being of OFA decides to transfer it's power to the next holder but not via DNA transfer. Rather by tracing back to it's roots - to the Shigaraki bloodline. To the shock of the Vestiges, the only descendant of the bloodline does indeed exist - and OFA is passed on. But the Vestiges wake up to a site that neither of them expected - a scorched city turned to a battlefield, people dying around every corner and a 13 year old girl, the very last surviving Shigaraki fighting to live. She chose to forget her old Japanese name, in favor of a new one - Beth Ashton.

Besides the clone of Superman, Cadmus has one more secret they have been hiding. About a ship that crash-landed in the moon which they retrieved and found a living alien with enough energy signature to make the board of directors to want to turn it into a weapon as soon as possible.

Different scenes!! The books are so good!!!

Cuando Bill llegó a Gravity Falls después de tanto tiempo —y de tantos intentos insistentes— estaba más que listo para desatar el caos. Sin embargo, en cuanto apareció, se quedó rígido en el aire. El cielo estaba dividido en dos realidades superpuestas: abajo, el caótico y colorido Gravity Falls; arriba, la oscura y retorcida Gotham, un lugar sombrío donde dos figuras se enfrentaban como si el apocalipsis dependiera de ello. Una de ellas era un hombre de capa negra. La otra, un sujeto rechoncho, de cabello verde, cuya risa parecía romper la lógica misma del mundo. “¡Nunca dejaré que llegues a ellos, Joker!”, exclamó el hombre del traje oscuro, forcejeando con su enemigo. “¡JAJAJAJA! Tan ingenuo como siempre, Bati-tonto”, respondió Joker con una sonrisa torcida. “Tu cuerpo viejo no resistirá para siempre.” “Resistirá lo que tenga que resistir,” gruñó Batman, clavando los pies en el suelo. “No dejaré que lastimes a mi familia.” Mientras su batalla rugía entre las llamas de Gotham, otras figuras luchaban en las ruinas distorsionadas de Gravity Falls. “Vaya, te estás acercando, Pines,” comentó una figura bajita de cabello blanco, con media sonrisa. “En lugar de huir… te aproximas a mí.” “No puedo golpearte si no me acerco, Gideon,” respondió Dipper, con la determinación tallada en su rostro. “Jiji… entonces acércate cuanto quieras.” Justo cuando ambos estaban a punto de lanzarse uno contra el otro, dos sombras colosales se alzaron a sus espaldas: una amarilla, otra azulada. ¡BOOM! Dos rayos estallaron en el cielo. En medio de la explosión, una figura pequeña envuelta en arcoíris, gatitos y estrellas se enfrentaba a otra, encerrada en una carcasa metálica adornada con engranajes y símbolos del tiempo. “¡Basta! Estás violando las leyes de la continuidad temporal. Si sigues así, ese monstruo rosado logrará su objetivo,” gritó el Bebé del Tiempo, intentando razonar con su enemiga. Pero antes de terminar la frase, un gato con ojos de arcoíris cayó del cielo como un meteorito y lo aplastó. “No me importa si Giffany gana o no,” declaró la figura cubierta de caos. “Hago esto para que este verano nunca termine… no porque ella me lo haya pedido.” “¡Insensata! Estás dejándola ganar por una estupidez,” rugió el Bebé del Tiempo desde debajo del gato. “¡Te arrepentirás de esto, Mabel!” “No importa,” respondió ella, con los ojos brillando como estrellas. “¡No dejaré que este verano termine!” Y con esas palabras, el mundo comenzó a resquebrajarse una vez más. Entre Gravity Falls y Gotham, surgió una tercera ciudad: una estructura irreal, como salida de una fantasía disparatada, una proyección directa del subconsciente de Mabel. Mientras el universo se rompía como una vidriera delirante, Bill solo observaba. Nada de esto tenía sentido. De hecho, era incluso más absurdo que el mismísimo Raromagedón que él había planeado. “Bastante loco, ¿verdad?” dijo entonces una voz cansada a su lado. Bill giró. Una chica de apariencia anime observaba el caos con expresión complicada. No era claro si era humana, diosa o un glitch consciente… pero su mera presencia lo ponía nervioso. Más que el Ajolote. El triángulo flotante la miró sin decir nada, sintiendo algo inusual: miedo. “Lo peor,” murmuró ella mientras giraba la vista hacia el horizonte, “es que esto todavía puede ponerse más feo.” Siguiendo su mirada, Bill encontró una nueva escena: un hombre con túnica negra y detalles rosados sostenía en alto una tablilla brillante. A su alrededor, una legión de caballeros y guerreros rosados —tan kawaii que resultaban ofensivos a la lógica— lo adoraban con fervor. “¡Hermanos!”, exclamó el líder con voz exaltada. “Por la voluntad de la Gran Giffany, hoy comienza nuestra cruzada. ¡Hoy kawaiizaremos todo el omniverso!” “¡Gloria a Giffany!” “¡Gloria a Giffany!” “¡Gloria a Giffany!”

Izuku Midoriya, his dreams broken by the man who he idolised, finds out the true face of the hero based society he lives in. With some support and a new opportunity, he decides to help bring it down, bringing some other like minded people together to help. The original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28788726/chapters/70598496

Alovenus the ruler of omniverse after years of boredom decides to start her journey through other multiverse realities.

An otaku boy after going to sleep the next day wakes up and realizes that he died and reincarnated in the verse of "DC" as the witch of miracles Bernkastel and all her powers as Witch of miracles. After discovering where he was, he decided to reach his power to reach the maximum power to protect his loved ones and conquer the universe.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"