Twisted Series: A series of slightly twisted oneshots that spans ten different fandoms.

FFVII , Kingdom Hearts, FFVIII, Naruto, Yu-Gi-Oh, Dragon Ball Z, Death Note, Angel (Buffy the Vampire Spin-off), Batman (The Dark Knight), and Inuyasha.

Pairings (In Order Of The List Above): Reno/Rufus, Riku/Axel, Seifer/Squall, Itachi/Sasuke, Yami Bakura/Marik/Ryou Bakura, Vegeta/Trunks, Light/L, Angelus/William the Bloody, Batman/Joker, Sesshomaru/Inuyasha.

Warnings (Cover All Oneshots, But Not All Of Them Have All Of These): Yaoi, Gore, Noncon, Dark, Hypnotizing, Incest, Insanity, Vampirism, Murder, Mpreg.

Check out all of them or at least the fandoms you like.

R&R!

I Love This Card

Poker was the true sport of kings in my mind. Where else could you wager things as wonderful as whole lives? I giggled happily in my mania. My partner tonight, however, wasn't quite as thrilled. He had this look of a deer in the headlights. Probably cause he had a bad hand and I was holding the gun. We were on the first hand of a 'best two outta three' deal. Too bad for him I say.

And yep, I crushed him first go. And now he was looking a bit more confident, or at least, like he wasn't going to pass out. He won the second hand, not surprising. I loved it! It really upped the ante. Now he was looking safe again. It was cute how these guys always thought they had the whole thing worked out. And so when I threw down my cards and he sighed happily, having beat my hand, I laughed like the lunatic they call me. I snuck a hand into my sleeve and drew out a single card. He stopped smiling immediately. I flicked it up, revealing it to be the Joker. He started sputtering about how he won fair and square. I just kept laughing maniacally as I flicked my wrist and embedded the razor-edged card in his skull.

It was then that the real guest of honor dropped in, slamming my head against the table. He was never going to take my advice on starting with the head. My poor, silly bat.

But he didn't attack me afterwards, no we'd moved passed that little dance lately. Instead he pinned me against a wall and started tearing at my clothes. I just laughed through the whole thing, loving the scowl on his cowled face. Ooh I may have to use that sometime. But for now, I'll just keep pissing him off as he bites my shoulder and tells himself, in that pretty billionaire head of his, yeah I know he's Bruce Wayne, I'm not an idiot, that none of this is happening.