I ran up to the mountain and waited beside where the door was. It was around 1:00 p.m. on the hottest siku of the summer. These people practically lived on the beach, so why not go swimming? Fwoosh. I heard sliding doors open and a bunch of teens ran out. I ran in just before it closed, watching behind me as I walked. Suddenly, bang! I had walked right into someone! I didn’t songesha so he wouldn’t hear me. He looked directly where I was sitting. He reached out his hand as if to touch something. I got ready to nerve strike him and make him forget what just happened. Right before he touched my arm, I grabbed his wrist and flipped him over me then ran out of the room in to what seemed to be a lounge. I jump silently on to the counter, then onto the juu of the fridge. Fwoosh. Everyone came running in to help their fallen teammate. How they found out, I will never know. They all ran into the lounge, except for one who ran down the hall for some reason. Bleep, bleep, bleep. The alarm! I had forgotten to disarm it! Ugh. I really hate these people right now. One with a black tee shati with an S insignia on it blinked hard and looked right at me.
“There!” he exclaimed. Great, someone with thermal vision. I jumped off the fridge, stepping on his face so he would be distracted. I sprinted out of the lounge, then down a hall with like twenty doors. A flash of yellow passed me then stopped and tripped me. I Lost my concentration and became visible again. I got up, backing away. I glared at him.
“I really don’t like you” I muttered then threw a smoke bomb at our feet. I turned invisible again and ran the way I had come. I dodged around people coming to help the guy in yellow. Then something strange happened: I couldn’t move. I struggled and fought but no matter what I did, I couldn’t get free of the invisible force holding me. When the smoke from my smoke bomb cleared, a bunch of angry looking teens surrounded me. I stayed invisible. I heard one of them mutter something. If I could just get out of this grip… I got an idea. I turned visible. And started to cry.
“Please, put me down. It hurts. It hurts so much” I sobbed. I fell to the floor and pretended to hold my ankle like it hurt.
“Are wewe okay?” alisema a weary voice
“W-when the fast one in yellow tripped me, it busted my ankle” I whimpered
A younger looking guy with sunglasses on walked over to me. I pretended to cower in fear.
“Let me see” he ordered. I put out my ankle. He took it in his hand… and I kicked him in the face. While everyone else checked up on the boy, I ran off laughing. Suddenly, these intense picha of something filled my head. It was too painful to bear. I screamed, holding my head and fell to the floor, crying for real this time. Then, I blacked out.
“There!” he exclaimed. Great, someone with thermal vision. I jumped off the fridge, stepping on his face so he would be distracted. I sprinted out of the lounge, then down a hall with like twenty doors. A flash of yellow passed me then stopped and tripped me. I Lost my concentration and became visible again. I got up, backing away. I glared at him.
“I really don’t like you” I muttered then threw a smoke bomb at our feet. I turned invisible again and ran the way I had come. I dodged around people coming to help the guy in yellow. Then something strange happened: I couldn’t move. I struggled and fought but no matter what I did, I couldn’t get free of the invisible force holding me. When the smoke from my smoke bomb cleared, a bunch of angry looking teens surrounded me. I stayed invisible. I heard one of them mutter something. If I could just get out of this grip… I got an idea. I turned visible. And started to cry.
“Please, put me down. It hurts. It hurts so much” I sobbed. I fell to the floor and pretended to hold my ankle like it hurt.
“Are wewe okay?” alisema a weary voice
“W-when the fast one in yellow tripped me, it busted my ankle” I whimpered
A younger looking guy with sunglasses on walked over to me. I pretended to cower in fear.
“Let me see” he ordered. I put out my ankle. He took it in his hand… and I kicked him in the face. While everyone else checked up on the boy, I ran off laughing. Suddenly, these intense picha of something filled my head. It was too painful to bear. I screamed, holding my head and fell to the floor, crying for real this time. Then, I blacked out.
So I'm uandishi this story on my account on Quizilla (Google- LunariAssain1) and as I alisema will be placing sasisho for it. So here is this update before I start because i will WRITE THIS STORY even if it kills me.
Title- Birds Of A Feather
Summary-
She is a weapon. aliyopewa a power she is afraid to use. She loves it and hates it. When she is rescued Hawkwoman takes her in. She refuses to use her powers and joins Young Justice. Will she hide her powers au hide them forever?
Hero Name- Angel
Secret Identity- Amelia Tor
Age- 13
Powers/abilities-
Martial Arts
Memory
Flight
Notes-
Shy about using powers
Prone to lashing out if pushed to hard
Protege Of Hawkwoman
Stats-
Strength-
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Speed-
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Intelligence-
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Title- Birds Of A Feather
Summary-
She is a weapon. aliyopewa a power she is afraid to use. She loves it and hates it. When she is rescued Hawkwoman takes her in. She refuses to use her powers and joins Young Justice. Will she hide her powers au hide them forever?
Hero Name- Angel
Secret Identity- Amelia Tor
Age- 13
Powers/abilities-
Martial Arts
Memory
Flight
Notes-
Shy about using powers
Prone to lashing out if pushed to hard
Protege Of Hawkwoman
Stats-
Strength-
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Speed-
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Intelligence-
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