The entire room went quiet for several moments, as if a single sound would blow the room to oblivion. Finally, Nic spoke up, with a look of complete disbelief on his face. "I'm afraid you're wrong. It can't be Marquez. It can't be...." Richi looked at him, his eyes dull. In a quiet voice, he said, "I saw the article. But isn't is possible-" Nic interrupted Richi, his voice almost barely audible. "No.... You're wrong... She's dead. Marquez is dead." Richi's face showed....pity? sympathy?, but he persisted. "But are you-" He was interrupted once zaidi kwa Nic, who shouted back "I TOLD YOU. MARQUEZ IS DEAD." With that, he stormed out of the room, slamming the door as he went. Aryess too, got up from her seat, quietly said, "Excuse me." And followed Nic out the door. Richi saw a tear fall from her face as the door closed, but alisema nothing.
Richi sighed and rested his head on his hand. "I had hoped this wouldn't have happened." Scotch leaned down and put her arm around him. "You know it was inevitable." Richi sighed again and returned the one-arm hug. Alek coughed slightly and Scotch quickly tore away, leaving Richi slightly confused. Alek then spoke, an expression of something like determination plastered on his face. "We'll see what we can do to help you. But I'm not sure the others will be too eager to follow my lead." Vika piped up after him, seemingly excited for this. "Well I for one am glad to help." However, her father didn't seem as willing. "I don't know, Vika. I don't want wewe getting into any sort of trouble." "We'll be fine, papa," reassured Vika. She then looked back at Richi with a small smile. "Do wewe need a place to stay for the night?" He looked back at her with a a small smile of his own. "I have other business to attend to, but I appreciate the offer." Vika seemed almost a little disappointed at this, but accepted it and nodded. Richi stood up, and gestured towards Scotch. "If wewe would, Scotch." She nodded and closed her eye. Mist began to surround the trio, and in an instant they disappeared. As soon as they disappear, Vika gets up as well and goes out to check on Aryess, saying goodnight to the other two boys in the room before leaving. Alek follows her out the door to check on Nic, leaving Sasha to think about what the hell just happened.
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Outside, a mist swirls around, and the trio appears on juu of the roof. As the mist fades, Richi lets out a small grunt of pain and clutches his left arm, though the other two fail to notice this. "Not now.... Not yet!" he mutters, his arm throbbing with pain. The pain slowly subsides without Zephyer and Scotch noticing, and when it finally subsides, he joins the other two as they jump from rooftop to rooftop.
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Yes, it's short. Sorry.
Richi sighed and rested his head on his hand. "I had hoped this wouldn't have happened." Scotch leaned down and put her arm around him. "You know it was inevitable." Richi sighed again and returned the one-arm hug. Alek coughed slightly and Scotch quickly tore away, leaving Richi slightly confused. Alek then spoke, an expression of something like determination plastered on his face. "We'll see what we can do to help you. But I'm not sure the others will be too eager to follow my lead." Vika piped up after him, seemingly excited for this. "Well I for one am glad to help." However, her father didn't seem as willing. "I don't know, Vika. I don't want wewe getting into any sort of trouble." "We'll be fine, papa," reassured Vika. She then looked back at Richi with a small smile. "Do wewe need a place to stay for the night?" He looked back at her with a a small smile of his own. "I have other business to attend to, but I appreciate the offer." Vika seemed almost a little disappointed at this, but accepted it and nodded. Richi stood up, and gestured towards Scotch. "If wewe would, Scotch." She nodded and closed her eye. Mist began to surround the trio, and in an instant they disappeared. As soon as they disappear, Vika gets up as well and goes out to check on Aryess, saying goodnight to the other two boys in the room before leaving. Alek follows her out the door to check on Nic, leaving Sasha to think about what the hell just happened.
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Outside, a mist swirls around, and the trio appears on juu of the roof. As the mist fades, Richi lets out a small grunt of pain and clutches his left arm, though the other two fail to notice this. "Not now.... Not yet!" he mutters, his arm throbbing with pain. The pain slowly subsides without Zephyer and Scotch noticing, and when it finally subsides, he joins the other two as they jump from rooftop to rooftop.
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Yes, it's short. Sorry.
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. au I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did wewe do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started uandishi his Marafiki name on the wall. They begged wewe not to go into this. wewe knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged wewe gods sake. I don't get why wewe did it...but I guess wewe made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, wewe felt it was your place, to take that spot. But wewe brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only wewe could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put wewe through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did wewe do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started uandishi his Marafiki name on the wall. They begged wewe not to go into this. wewe knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged wewe gods sake. I don't get why wewe did it...but I guess wewe made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, wewe felt it was your place, to take that spot. But wewe brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only wewe could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put wewe through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
Excerpt-
"Is this cool au what?!" the teen exclaimed zaidi than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can wewe not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell wewe again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet wewe Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool au what?!" the teen exclaimed zaidi than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can wewe not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell wewe again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet wewe Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help au is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed kwa her father and she was abused kwa her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found kwa flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope wewe like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)
Bentley
