The First Bat-Clan

The boy sat on the large, fancy chair.
“Dick, this is my and Diana’s daughter, Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang” he explained
“Your…daughter?” the boy asked
“Yes. We Lost her in a storm six years before wewe were here” Dad said
“This is totally whelming. Why would wewe keep this secret from me, Bruce?” the boy demanded
“Dick, now isn’t the time. I’m making it your job to onyesha her around the mansion, find a room for her and tell her who wewe are” Dad ordered
“Fine, but don’t think that we’re done talking about this” he nodded.
“I’m Dick Grayson. I’ll be your tour...

Full Name: Annabelle Hawthorne

Nicknames: Anna, Ann, Annie, Bell, Anders.

Age: 14

Aliases: Timer

Identity: She tries her best to keep it secret to everyone but her family.

Nationality: American

Relatives:
Father: John Hawthorne, founder of the McFresh waffle company. Caring, but busy family father.
Mother: Mary Hawthorne, caring housemother, always trying to find fitting husbands for her daughters.
Sister: Abigail Hawthorne, grumpy 18-year-old sister with the bitchy attitude, but can also be kind and loveable at times. Also called ”Pissy Pants” kwa her younger sister.

Personality: Annabelle is a...

Everyone looked up and saw the Dark Knight standing on the landing pad.
“Welcome back Gambette” he said
“Batman” I nodded curtly. I walked up the stairs to see the Dark Knight in all his dark, brooding glory.
“So, wewe gunna let me leave?” I asked
“No” he shook his head. I saw a lady with blonde hair walk by.
“Okay. Then I might as well familiarize myself with the base” I shrugged, running off. I sprinted after the lady.
“Excuse me!” I called. She stopped and turned around.
“I’m Gambette. Can wewe authorize me leaving the cave?” I asked
“I’m Black Canary. And sure”...

“Hey, you’re Remy’s kid, ain’t ya?” one asked
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to wewe who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your...

I walked down the empty streets, shuffling the decks of cards in my hands. My long over kanzu, koti flapped behind me, along with my long brown hair. My brown eyes followed the path my cards took. I turned down a wide alley. Four guys block my path. Another four blocked my retreat.
“You guys wanna play a little card game?” I asked, holding up my deck of cards.
“Sure” the lead guy nodded
“Let’s play 8” I said, throwing 8 cards to the ground. They started to glow, then they exploded. I walked away, passing my cards back and forth between my hands. My brown hair writhed around me. As I walked...

My name is Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang. I’m 13 with black hair and grey-blue eyes. I have special powers like my mom does. She is really strong, really pretty, she can fly and she has special bracelets that deflect things. My dad has no powers, but he’s really cool. He is really smart, makes his own little gadgets and is a skilled fighter. When I was little, they disappeared. I felt like they abandoned me, so I changed my name from Veronica Wayne to Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang. au Evil. I’m a mitaani, mtaa kid now, but I’ve always held my own. I’m a really great fighter, I’m really...

He sliced at a dummy with his sword making it fall apart and heard a little noise behind him and loooked from the corner of his eyes to see two attackers coming at him from both sides, he backflipped out of the way and took out his small daggers throwing them at the incoming dummies and made them fall apart aswell, he landed on his feet swiftly at ease and stood in a ready position with his regular sized sword breathing heavily with sweat running down his forehead, he heard clapping behind him and flipped his sword back into his side pouch and turned around smiling. The man who approached him...

Never Alone part II- Stakeout

SilverWings kept her eyes trained on the warehouse. It was blazing hot, and she had long abandoned her leather jacket, hiding it in the tall grasses. Her eyes flickered to her partner, who squatted patiently in the weeds, keeping eyes on their target.
Silver sighed, frustrated kwa the empty silence, "Looks abandoned."
"Another dead-end?" Thirteen wondered.
"Gordon Tin, third name on the list," Silver said. "This is the address from the data-base." She felt her spirit dampen. The first two names on the orodha had led to empty apartments. She was certain she had memorized...

He has a partner and her profaili will be up shortly-

Name- Caleb

Alter ego- Target

Age- 17

Grade- Junior

Allies- Night/Day

Personality- sometimes cocky, proud, protective, older brother, teasing, doubtful, sometimes thoughtful, careful, loving.

His ability-

He is the only meta in his family though he doesn't use his powers often mostly just to disgruntle his younger sister. He can great gusts of win and small tornado like things for a few dakika but never a full out one. He is also intelligent. he knows how to rile his opponent up enough to make them make a mistake. His name it self makes some people...

If wewe haven't read my newest one-shots (Blades, Haunting, Trust No One) au my Threats article, wewe won't understand this. So read those first! Enjoy!!! :D




The knock that sounded at her door wasn't unexpected. She opened it, ushering the girl inside.
“Sit down. wewe want something to drink?”
“Something to calm my nerves, please.”
She nodded and went to her cabinet of herbs, remedies, and potions, all homemade.
“Why so nervous? wewe never are?”
“I know. But I had to get out.”
“You avoided the question.”
The two looked at each other. The older sighed.
“I'll get us refreshments, then...

It was one of those days: long, and seeming to never end. I dragged my feet as I traveled down an alleyway. I yawned and slumped against a wall. I was still in my Red kofia guise as my eyes continuously fluttered from open to closed. I woke up to a rumble of thunder. I looked up and saw the sky turning a dark grey, almost black. I sighed. I didn’t want to go to my house and I had no where to really call home, so I headed to the only place I would be able to feel peace. I changed from Red kofia to Aeronwen Todd as I walked, removing my jacket, kofia, chapeo and mask as I walked. I dropped them at...

Name: Brette Lanulue
Alias: Korran
Age: 16
Power: Can manipulate people's shadows

Alliance: hero

Apearance: shoulder length white hair, cat ears and tail, 5 ft. 6", red eyes

Personality: kind, caring, childish mindset, brave, courageous, serious, friendly

History: Korran was aliyopewa her powers at the age of six, shortly after getting her powers she got her cat ears and tail. Her parents abandoned her because they believed she was a freak. Korran lived on the streets for two years before she found other kids like herself whose parents abandoned them because of their appearance. Korran stayed with her...

A little something to help set up another article. Enjoy! :)




She could hear the muziki from her spot in the kitchen. It was a soothing sound but odd to hear. Mostly because it came when no one else was around. They had all gone out to do something. And she was alone as it played. She followed to where she knew it would be played from. The sound haunting yet alluring and still so soothing. It was amazing and it intensified with every step closer she took. The sounds accelerating and crescendo. She looked in the small window on the door. Someone was at the piano, but she couldn't see their face....

moto was shot and burned a mti to the ground, Bentley looked at the burnt mti and glared looking back at the source, " violence is never the answer Sable!! hasnt uncle ever taught wewe that!! " Bentley shouted, Sables hands glowed blue with moto and she grinned evily, " i dont listen to others i only listen to myself Bent " she alisema evily. Bentley glared with his swords in his hands, " has'nt anyone ever taught wewe anything.... " he said. Sable grew angry " im done with the talking!! " she shouted shooting her moto towards Bentley, Bentley put his swords infront of him in an x formation being...

Name: Sable Thompson

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Powers/Skillls: Sable has the power to bend moto that is light blue, she does not have any powers naturally but the power comes from an injection she got from her father when she was a baby. She has some skills in combat.

Relations: younger sister to Jet, and cousin to Bentley

Occupation: villian

Appearance: long Black hair and carmel brown eyes.

Personality: she has a temper at times and can get angry, she never talks to her brother Jet because she thinks it is " stupid" how he "plays" in the trees all day. Her anger sometimes gets the best of her and she...

A little...bromance I guess. Enjoy.


He sat alone in his room, staring at the ceiling. The clock tick-tocked in the silence. He rolled over, glancing at the picture. Of her. He sighed and put it down so he didn't have to look at it. A knock sounded at his door. He ignored it. The door opened.
“Still moping I see.”
“Hnn.”
The intruder stepped inside and closed the door.
“At least you're still alive.”
“For now.”
“And how many hours of sleep did we get this time?”
“Two.”
“Because of her I imagine.”
He sighed, feeling the weight of the intruder on his bed. He rolled over to look...

"And what exactly are these 'heroes' giving us nthing but destruction for property damage!" the news reported yelled at the camera. Caleb looked at the TV to his sister sitting on their kitanda then the Tv and his sister. She had a placid face while she ate her cereal. "Day why are wewe watching the news?" he asked her. "I hate this guy" she answered still watching him. "Then why are wewe listening to him?" Caleb shook his head.

"i don't know but he pisses me off" she glared. Sitting down with his toast he grabbed the remote. "okay let's watch some cartoons!" he flipped through channels. "see lets...

He pushed her against the wall.. grabbing her hand.. stopping it from hitting him. Her breath hastened, her moyo pounded, her wounds bled, and her eyes were shut trying so hard to hold back tears.
"What's wrong Blade?" He chuckled.
"You promised it would stop, the pain!" She whimpered with clenched teeth.
"Ha.. I never keep my promises just like you, Blade"
She struggled to kick him but couldn't.
"Johnny.. that was years ago! Why!"
"Revenge!.. Something wewe deserve."
"Joh..Johnny..." Her breath started fading "Johnny.. don't dwell on the past.. don't kill me.. let me go.. i need to help my...

“Super Boy, Wonder Girl, Robin, Bumble Bee, ripoti to the mission room” Nightwing said. I got up from the kitanda and walked to the mission room, followed kwa Robin. The two girls met us there.
“I want wewe four on a stealth mission. wewe four are Beta Squad. I’ll send another squad in behind wewe incase wewe need reinforcements” Nightwing said
“What, exactly, are we doing?” Wonder Girl asked
“Infiltrating a genetics lab in Gotham; one that Pamela Isling used to work at”
“Who?” I asked
“Poison Ivy” Nightwing said. We nodded and ran off to sphere, who flew us to the lab. When...