Detective Carth Onasi has yet to find a conspiracy theory that wasn't right, but this is pushing it. With the loss of their source of Pureflower, criminals are looking for another source. That gives the TSF a chance to make a dent in the Exchange. But with the recent arrival of Revan among the new Agricultural Corps, something is going on. And Carth has several new theories...

Blake had fled, making it clear she couldn't trust him to change. She thought him inhuman, lost, a beast. He was going to prove her wrong. Getting into Beacon was hard enough, but fitting in would be harder still. All those... humans. Will a man fuelled by hate truly be able to let go and move on; or is suffering the only thing Adam Taurus can ever bring to those around him?

Kallen Kozuki would much rather be spending time-fighting Britannia. The same can be said for Lelouch Lamperouge. But Kallen been trapped doing schoolwork under an ill girl persona. Meanwhile, Lelouch has no options and no future. But there is more than one way to fight tyranny. And during a school project, they stumble across the most powerful weapon of all. The truth.

Sea Kings, sea-sickness, sunburns, a 95% genocidal Navy and more than a million and one other assorted ways to die. It's official: Being inserted into an anime sucks ass... Buuut I guess it could be worse. I mean, look on the bright side: At least I'm sailing with the future king of the pirates. (Self-Insert)

When Jaune woke up back in his house with his sisters and family, all he could do was sigh. Every time he died he was forced to start over again, and this was what... the one thousandth time? More? If it doesn't matter how hard he tries, doesn't matter how much he fights. Then maybe it's time to just kick back and enjoy himself. Fate can find someone else to be its whipping boy.

In a world where your allies can be just as dangerous as your enemies, sometimes it can be difficult for a criminal mastermind to find a little stress relief. That blonde idiot, Jaune, was just unimportant enough, just malleable enough, to be a viable option. It was meant to be a one time thing, an easy lay. Emotions were never supposed to get involved.