**Anything like (this) means it is a translation of what was just said, and anything in italics is a letter, and anything that isunderlined and italicized is the lyrics because THIS IS MY FIRST EVER SONG FIC!! Just a quickie one-shot of how Mercy feels! :) Enjoy! ** wewe also might want to scroll to the bottom of the makala to get the link to the background music, if wewe want!
There's a faraway land so the stories all tell.Somewhere beyond the horizon,
"Ek weet nie meer nie, Nala!Ek het regtig nie ..." (I don't know anymore,Nala! I really don't...) She sighed and fumbled around again with her memory box, still carefully trying to balance my cell phone between her shoulder and her ear. "Dinge het so afdraande gegaan sedert jy laas hier was!Die mantel het byna doodgemaak Jake!Ons het jou nodig!" (Things have gone so downhill since wewe were last here! The vazi, pazia almost killed Jake! We need you!) Mercy groaned and ran her hand through her recently combed hair. "Ek bel jou terug môre, Nala. Totsiens vir nou." (I'll call wewe back tomorrow, Nala. Goodbye for now.) She sighed and hung up the phone, placing it on her already cluttered basket-shelf.
If we can find it then all will be well, troubles there are few. Someday, we'll go to...
Carefully, she slowly undid the latches and opened the rickety box. Inside, a small torn-up leather book was the only thing there. A small smile flickered across her face as she went to pick it up, running her fingers over the scratched surface. "My Travel Journal" was etched into the cover with what seemed to be some kind of burn. Flipping through the water-stained pages, Mercy didn't try to stop the silent tears that began to form in her eyes and roll down her cheeks.
Finally reaching a page somewhat near the back of the book she stopped and began reading...
They say breezes are warm there and people are kind. Maybe it's something like heaven.
Salutations Sir Travel Journal,
You'll never guess what happened today! No seriously! I was confronted kwa Batman! THE Batman, asking me to be on some team of his! I really want to, but I'll have to give it some thought... He alisema that if I do I won't be able to back out, meaning no travel! I can't give that up! Maggie's dying of phenomena in Italy, and Nala's team is losing the turf war in Africa!
I kind of want to, though. My first team since my last fiasco... The one where everyone ends up dead? Yeah... A fresh start to helping zaidi people would be nice, though!
I guess I'm just lost... I wish wewe could tell me what to do! You're probably the only person I trust on this dang planet!
Love,
An Incredibly Lost 14 mwaka Old Pyromaniac
I close my eyes and I see in my mind: skies of bluest blue...
Mercy laughed at herself quietly, realizing how funny she sounded when she wrote in here. Continuing, she flipped a few pages and ended up a piece that was written not only 6 months zamani when she first joined the team. She wiped off her eyes with the sleeve of her sweatshirt, continuing to read...
I've had so much trouble finding my way there. When I get close, it disappears.
Hi Again Dearest Journal,
It took him 2 years of coaxing, but Batman actually got me on the team! He alisema something about violating a law, and it was either this au Child Services, bleh.
So far, everyone on the team is actually pretty nice! They gave me a bedroom, a com-link, and a bunch of other things to make me feel spoiled!
This has aliyopewa me the most serious sense of deja-vu here.... Kaldur is reminding me zaidi than ever about Gavin, too. He gave me Japanese water flowers... Which is what Gavin would give me every weekend.
Maybe a blast of the past is just what I needed, I don't know...
Love,
A Somewhat-happy-yet-confused 16 mwaka Old
P.s- Still trying to work out the travel thing with the League!
If we can get there, we're gonna stay there. If it takes us miles, if it takes us years...
"Okay! Done reading!" Mercy whispered to herself, beginning to close the small book, but stopping when a small folded piece of paper fell out of it. "What the..." She picked up the paper, slowly unfolding it. A note was quickly scribbled onto it, dating back to when Mercy was 11...
High on a mouton au Lost on a sea, sooner au later I'll find it...
Dear Bells,
I didn't have the guts to actually sit down and talk about this, and I barely have the guts to even write about it. Maura's coming for us, we all know that, and I came up with a plan. I feel like a traitor to the team for saying this, but what if we ran away, together? We could be safe, live normal lives, au even travel if wewe wanted! Everyone else would understand, I hope. They would probably be able to protect themselves, also!
Just meet me at that ice cream duka wewe and I go to every Tuesday tonight, and we can leave. If wewe decide that wewe don't want to, I completely understand... We can stay and continue to fight with our friends.
From,
Gav
I have a picture of how it will be, on the siku I do..
Mercy sat there, frozen with one hand over her mouth. She couldn't believe it. 5 years, and she had never known about this! Mercy sniffled and wiped her eyes once again. Complete shock, that's what she was in. She couldn't believe it. Gavin wanted to run away with her, and she completely ignored it! Well, she didn't know about it in the first place. But she couldn't shake the thought that if she did, he wouldn't be dead.
Finally putting herself back in order, she zipped up her hoodie and tied her sneakers on. Glancing in the mirror, she shrugged to herself and placed a hand on her doorknob. "Life is either a daring adventure, au it is nothing..." Mercy muttered to herself like she did every time before opening the door to the openness of the cave, where her new life was.
Troubles will be through, and I'll be nyumbani with you...
**I've never worked so hard on something like this! Man! Bleh, my fingers are tired! PLEASE give me some feedback and tell me what wewe think! upendo wewe GUYS!**
P.s- link
Thats the link to the background muziki for this! The song is "Solla Sollew" from the Seussical!
There's a faraway land so the stories all tell.Somewhere beyond the horizon,
"Ek weet nie meer nie, Nala!Ek het regtig nie ..." (I don't know anymore,Nala! I really don't...) She sighed and fumbled around again with her memory box, still carefully trying to balance my cell phone between her shoulder and her ear. "Dinge het so afdraande gegaan sedert jy laas hier was!Die mantel het byna doodgemaak Jake!Ons het jou nodig!" (Things have gone so downhill since wewe were last here! The vazi, pazia almost killed Jake! We need you!) Mercy groaned and ran her hand through her recently combed hair. "Ek bel jou terug môre, Nala. Totsiens vir nou." (I'll call wewe back tomorrow, Nala. Goodbye for now.) She sighed and hung up the phone, placing it on her already cluttered basket-shelf.
If we can find it then all will be well, troubles there are few. Someday, we'll go to...
Carefully, she slowly undid the latches and opened the rickety box. Inside, a small torn-up leather book was the only thing there. A small smile flickered across her face as she went to pick it up, running her fingers over the scratched surface. "My Travel Journal" was etched into the cover with what seemed to be some kind of burn. Flipping through the water-stained pages, Mercy didn't try to stop the silent tears that began to form in her eyes and roll down her cheeks.
Finally reaching a page somewhat near the back of the book she stopped and began reading...
They say breezes are warm there and people are kind. Maybe it's something like heaven.
Salutations Sir Travel Journal,
You'll never guess what happened today! No seriously! I was confronted kwa Batman! THE Batman, asking me to be on some team of his! I really want to, but I'll have to give it some thought... He alisema that if I do I won't be able to back out, meaning no travel! I can't give that up! Maggie's dying of phenomena in Italy, and Nala's team is losing the turf war in Africa!
I kind of want to, though. My first team since my last fiasco... The one where everyone ends up dead? Yeah... A fresh start to helping zaidi people would be nice, though!
I guess I'm just lost... I wish wewe could tell me what to do! You're probably the only person I trust on this dang planet!
Love,
An Incredibly Lost 14 mwaka Old Pyromaniac
I close my eyes and I see in my mind: skies of bluest blue...
Mercy laughed at herself quietly, realizing how funny she sounded when she wrote in here. Continuing, she flipped a few pages and ended up a piece that was written not only 6 months zamani when she first joined the team. She wiped off her eyes with the sleeve of her sweatshirt, continuing to read...
I've had so much trouble finding my way there. When I get close, it disappears.
Hi Again Dearest Journal,
It took him 2 years of coaxing, but Batman actually got me on the team! He alisema something about violating a law, and it was either this au Child Services, bleh.
So far, everyone on the team is actually pretty nice! They gave me a bedroom, a com-link, and a bunch of other things to make me feel spoiled!
This has aliyopewa me the most serious sense of deja-vu here.... Kaldur is reminding me zaidi than ever about Gavin, too. He gave me Japanese water flowers... Which is what Gavin would give me every weekend.
Maybe a blast of the past is just what I needed, I don't know...
Love,
A Somewhat-happy-yet-confused 16 mwaka Old
P.s- Still trying to work out the travel thing with the League!
If we can get there, we're gonna stay there. If it takes us miles, if it takes us years...
"Okay! Done reading!" Mercy whispered to herself, beginning to close the small book, but stopping when a small folded piece of paper fell out of it. "What the..." She picked up the paper, slowly unfolding it. A note was quickly scribbled onto it, dating back to when Mercy was 11...
High on a mouton au Lost on a sea, sooner au later I'll find it...
Dear Bells,
I didn't have the guts to actually sit down and talk about this, and I barely have the guts to even write about it. Maura's coming for us, we all know that, and I came up with a plan. I feel like a traitor to the team for saying this, but what if we ran away, together? We could be safe, live normal lives, au even travel if wewe wanted! Everyone else would understand, I hope. They would probably be able to protect themselves, also!
Just meet me at that ice cream duka wewe and I go to every Tuesday tonight, and we can leave. If wewe decide that wewe don't want to, I completely understand... We can stay and continue to fight with our friends.
From,
Gav
I have a picture of how it will be, on the siku I do..
Mercy sat there, frozen with one hand over her mouth. She couldn't believe it. 5 years, and she had never known about this! Mercy sniffled and wiped her eyes once again. Complete shock, that's what she was in. She couldn't believe it. Gavin wanted to run away with her, and she completely ignored it! Well, she didn't know about it in the first place. But she couldn't shake the thought that if she did, he wouldn't be dead.
Finally putting herself back in order, she zipped up her hoodie and tied her sneakers on. Glancing in the mirror, she shrugged to herself and placed a hand on her doorknob. "Life is either a daring adventure, au it is nothing..." Mercy muttered to herself like she did every time before opening the door to the openness of the cave, where her new life was.
Troubles will be through, and I'll be nyumbani with you...
**I've never worked so hard on something like this! Man! Bleh, my fingers are tired! PLEASE give me some feedback and tell me what wewe think! upendo wewe GUYS!**
P.s- link
Thats the link to the background muziki for this! The song is "Solla Sollew" from the Seussical!
COSTUME! or.. whatever :D
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white vazi, pazia and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained zaidi powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes kwa the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope wewe enjoyed
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white vazi, pazia and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained zaidi powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes kwa the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope wewe enjoyed
Matt new to Gotham city
Blade and her Dad.. (She doesn't like him -.-)
Irene
Luinil
Becca
Likes: Magic
Best Friend: Erin
Loves: Tyler
Dislikes: Skeptics
Worst Habit: She never eats enough
Personal Secret: She dated Robin and wiped his memory of her despite him being her first love
inayopendelewa Food: Chocolate
inayopendelewa Color: Red
Code Name: Shade
Mentor/Inspiration: Batman
Relations: Tyler Stevenson
Base of Operations: Wherever needed
Personal Home: Not Disclosed
Occupation: Hero
Job: None
Team: The Resistance
