Eli is dead. Gordon's awake, slave to a man who seeks to capitalize on old debts from Black Mesa. And caught in the crosshairs, Alyx struggles to keep the Resistance alive long enough to recover Dr. Mossman and locate the Borealis. Sequel to "Something Secret Steers Us." WIP.

"Shadow?" He doesn't know what they're running from. "Are we dead?"

"Among Wolves" edited. Returning from the Twilight Cage, Sonic and crew find there's no such thing as home anymore. Seven years have passed in their absence, and the man they begrudged the world's keeping has constructed a vile Empire on the foundation of their mistakes. Now that he craves the Emeralds to fuel his dying city, there may not be anything left to save. They're trapped.

The ARK is equal parts grave and cradle, some parts dead, others painfully alive. Drabble.

Neo's a wanted man. Destroying Smith may have ended the war, but assimilating the virus kills his body and casts him from the Source as an exile. Haunted by visions of destruction and a corrupted RSI, he seeks the Oracle's help. Soon a power struggle emerges in the real world, threatening the delicate truce. And the Merovingian? Well, some men just want to watch the Matrix burn.

Perhaps the Doctor can change, but it would take nothing short of a miracle. And they cannot depend upon the mercy of a virtual impossibility to save them. He refuses to let this world go to waste and ruin because Sonic cannot handle the fact that not all beings are intrinsically good. IDW 19 AU fic. One-shot.

He's just a survivor. Same as the rest.

"This is what Metal always does. Run away, lick his wounds, get mad, plot his revenge, come crawling back to me, swear on his undying oath that he won't do it again even though we both know what a crock that is, yadda, yadda. You know how it is." He yawned.

Sonic the Hedgehog was not in the business of giving up. IDW-based AU.

Twenty years ago there was no Black Mesa East, no uprising, no One Free Man to lead them on to victory. But every resistance has to start somewhere. He reckoned theirs began the night Alyx vanished from her bed without a trace. [HL2 prequel, multichapter WIP.]

Amy closes her fortunetelling shop on Mother's Day and takes Tails on a little trip down memory lane. Two-shot.

On Sonic's birthday, Eggman has a package posthumously delivered to him. It contains a card: 'Catch me if you can,' with a single brass key. No one knows what the key unlocks—except Shadow. One-shot.

Why does Cream like bug hunting again? Drabble.

"Of course, of course. Which brings us to why you're here. You want to bask in my glory as I crush this planet? Well, then, m'boy, to that I must say: take a ring-side seat to the greatest show on earth!" Starline receives more than he bargained for when he gets called in to observe an experiment, learning precisely why a scientist should never meet his heroes. Spoilers for IDW 15.

Knuckles really ought to get a different Emerald-sitter next time. One-shot.

Let Eggman crash through the wall at any second; he just has to keep running, keep pumping his legs, as rails whine in their sockets. Some small bit of serendipity will find him. It has to.

He shrugged. "World's full of surprises."

"Gordon isn't here because he's three halls down, hooked up to every machine we can think of just to keep him breathing. They're too scared to even touch him right now. You know why? Because he has so many concussions that his skull started leaking into his brain. Because we pushed him until he broke. That's why you didn't see him out there." Two-shot.

"Might've been a good idea to check where that destroyed pipeline went before hopping in, but hey, twenty-twenty hindsight and all that." Sonic CD drabble.

Dark Sonic Adventure 2 AU. Sonic doesn't survive the capsule explosion, and Shadow cannot be swayed from his convictions. One-shot.

"I'm kinda tryin' not to lose the rest of my lunch here, ma'am."

Monitor programs, chase targets, break bones, file reports, spill blood: the life of an Agent is rather unremarkable when you get down to it.

"He inhaled. 'Well, Cream, I mean—I've fallen a lot. She hasn't.' It was the truth, though not all of it. The truth could be kind, too. 'I can tell you one thing, though— When she grabbed my hand, she knew it was gonna be okay. And it was.'" One-shot.

In retrospect, it was a wonder the car didn't catch fire sooner.

"We are all helpless without Her mercy." SH3 one-shot.

"I don't believe in synchronicity but I do believe in missed opportunities. The tragedy isn't that Gerald lost his mind; it's that he died early and I was born too late. And right now, I'm finding it borderline impossible to reconcile the hateful man in the execution video with the memory of my cloudy childhood." One-shot.

While traveling the world, Sonic accidentally forgets an important bag on another continent. Some things are just bound to slip your mind, right? Professor Pickle might be willing to wait, but Amy isn't so pleased. One-shot.

Maria used to play that violin; now so does he. One-shot.

Ninety-nine percent of the world: either an insurmountable mass or a sliver of hope depending on your perspective. But another question presses Sonic: why does he do it? One-shot.

Stuck on an island where the Tornado sat idle day in and day out, Sonic never had much reason to believe his cramped little world held anything more for him than the quiet boredom of watching life go by. That was, until he saved Eggman from drowning on its shores. One-shot.

Saving the world? Piece of cake. Coming up with the rent? … Not so much.

"I want to tell you maybe heaven isn't real. Maybe it's just a delusion we use to comfort ourselves." Laura has a conversation with an old friend. One-shot.

An enchanted pavilion calls the knight and his sword. SatBK one-shot.

Two sufferers cross paths.

It must have comforted him that for all of its wandering, his home was a constant in the sky. One-shot.

"You're only a child once." One-shot.

Sonic came to Never Lake for an adventure, and received a destiny. A bit of AUish fluff centered around Sonic CD. Implied SonAmy. One-shot.

One of these days, this bird's gonna fly. Drabble.

Either scenario's kind of terrifying when you think about it.

He spoke to a bed upon which sat a corpse, forever listening.

Smith, Jones, and Brown get bored... dun dun dunnnnnnnn!

Something was wrong with Anderson, clearly, but he had a company to run. One-shot.

Yeah, Pony, I told him you and Johnny was elopin' to get married in

"...and that answers your question of why we don't have mustard in this house." Unable to sleep one night, Darry goes to the kitchen and writes his slumbering daughter a letter. One-shot.

Look, you're my brother and I love you and all but sometimes you need to shut up.

It's his favorite song. An anthem, really, to all the restless men-children like him that wander the streets mid-July. It's his one way of telling us who he is and what he does: his single declaration that we can't change it. We can only cope with it.

"Good evening, gentlemen," said Tim, large and looming in the burning white parking lot lights. Behind him, Angela smirked. Dally smiled a little too widely at her figure in the distance, wishing with every fatal intent she were hit by a speeding bus.

"But he knew better than to complain." Little one-shot.

He should have known better than to open the umbrella inside the house. One-shot.

Tim has a secret Curly and Angela will know no limits to keep. NOW COMPLETE!

The tension among the two grew…and bubbled poisonously underneath the veils of the dark night.

I know this is going to sound really weird coming from me, but right now I'm scared of you. You just aren't the same. I think you know you aren't the same. That's the thing—you've been through it all before, but—but now you know it. Now complete.

When she looked at him, she smiled; and he loved her. When she looked at him, she cried; and he loved her.