Call of Enoby

BY : deepsearuin
Category: +S through Z > S.T.A.L.K.E.R: Shadows of Chernobyl
Dragon prints: 442
Disclaimer: I do not own S.T.A.L.K.E.R. nor My Immortal, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Autho'rs note: Everyone loves a good My Immortal parody, right? It may be The Worst (tm) fanfic ever, but heck if it's not vastly funny in its glorious terrible-ness.

So meet Call of Enoby, aka, S.T.A.L.K.E.R. done My Immortal style. What do you say, that this is an abomination? Yeah, I know. And it's glorious!

Buckle up and enjoy this crazy ride! Updates every week (or so I'll try for) :D


Hi my name is Strelok Mark’ed One Shorty Way and I’m a really good shooter (that’s how I got my name) and I have sad puppy eyes and a lot of people tell me I look like a non-mutated mouse (AN: if you don’t know what mutants are get da hell out of here stalker!). 

I’m no related to Major Degtyarev but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are crooked and radioactive. I have pale white skin. I’m also a stalker and I prowl the Chernobyl exclusion Zone in Ukraine where I’m a legend. I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) but I mostly wear dirty protection suits. I love army surplus and I buy all my clothes at Sidorovich’s. For example today I was wearing a worn SEVA suit with mud and blood splatters, with my loner patch in the hood and old military boots. I was wearing a lot of artifacts in my belt, a Cristal Thorn, a Stone Blood and a Night Star. I was walking outside the rookie village in Cordon. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of rookies stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

“Hey Strelok!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was… Scar!

“What’s up Scar?” I asked.

“Nothing.” he said shyly.

But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.

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