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posted by justjill
Sadly I did not type this but I found this very cute! :3 (Waltermis fan)Sorry a bit late for christmas... XD




“It’s the most beautiful time of the year
Lights fill the streets spreading so much cheer
I should be playing in the winter snow
But Imma be under the mistletoe.”

Everyone’s heads were bent over, staring at the last decoration in the bottom of the box. Wally’s and Artemis’s expressions were akin to expecting the object to explode at any minute. Robin and Zatanna looked highly amused. Kaldur appeared confused, Conner bored, and Megan ecstatically delighted with the prospect of all the happy situations the object would bring.

***

The present situation the team found themselves in was brought about kwa Red Tornado and Kaldur spending the afternoon sifting through storage room boxes. Kaldur had come across several large containers marked “Christmas Decorations,” and Red Tornado explained that the Justice League would decorate Mount Justice every mwaka with the festive ornaments right after Thanksgiving.

Kaldur, thinking that it would be a fun team activity, moved the boxes downstairs to the common room for them to open later. As it turned out, his suggestion was greeted with unanimous success. Even Superboy, who usually met such ideas with taciturn stiffness and an eye roll, seemed to enjoy himself as he and mbwa mwitu dragged in a large fir mti from the nearby woods.

Zatanna and, to everyone’s surprise, Red Arrow both stopped kwa the cave to assist the team. Initially, Artemis and Roy had to be separated on opposite ends of the room to decorate, but with a little egging on from Roy, Artemis pulled out her crossbow and expertly pinned up boughs of garland and holly he casually tossed up. His face may have been scowling, but Aqualad could see he was impressed, especially when she made several of the shots without looking. After anchoring the twenty foot mti with Wally, Roy’s com went off, and the archer took the inayofuata zeta tube out to nyota City.

Megan went crazy with the twinkle lights, stringing them in elegant loops from one side of the living room to the other and even framing the entrances to the jikoni and the zeta tubes with the strands. Artemis and Roy had put up all the garland, so the team eagerly dug into to the box filled with ornaments for the tree.

Robin and Zatanna sat on Kaldur’s and Conner’s shoulders to hang the multi-colored orbs on the taller branches, gradually making it into a game to see who could suspend the most ornaments in the least amount of time. When Zatanna used magic to give her and Kaldur an edge, all bets were off, and Batarangs went flying.

They were so involved in the mti decorating war that they failed to halt the argument between Wally and Artemis over putting up the tinsel. Artemis wanted to wait until after all the ornaments were in place; Wally wanted to drape the mirror-like strands across the branches right away. The disagreement continued to escalate until Wally, utilizing his super speed, took all the tinsel and wrapped it around Artemis.

The archer saw a blur of movement before finding a shiny streamer blocking her eye. Blowing it back, her jaw dropped at the mess of silver that encased her from head to toe. Wally stood a good ten feet away, looking infuriatingly smug for someone who had just signed his own death warrant.

“You’re a dead man, Kid,” was all the warning Wally received before Artemis was chasing him down, crossbow in hand.

Black Canary dropped by, expecting to increase training time now that her students were on break from school. She arrived at the cave and stood inayofuata to Red Tornado, who seemed to be watching the scene unfold with an odd parental serenity.

M’gann was laughing and hovering over the krisimasi tree, ensuring that it and its decorations didn’t fall down and crash into the floor in light of the all-out battle now taking place between Team Zatanna/Aqualad and Team Robin/Superboy. Aqualad focused on blocking Superboy’s attacks and tossed objects while Zatanna used her magic to transform Robin’s batarangs into all manner of interesting items. So far, they had been changed into eight pear trees (complete with their own partridges), four calling birds, a handful of French hens, and two kobe, kasa doves that were currently caught between a cornered Kid Flash and an irate Artemis.

Black Canary didn’t really have the moyo to interrupt, so she silently strode toward the arena, intent on updating everyone’s training regimes.

Eventually, the seven teens collapsed on the sofas, tired but still laughing from the day’s events. All the birds had been released outside, almost all the tinsel was removed from Artemis’s hair, and Zatanna, in the spirit of the season, transformed the pear trees into eight stockings with everyone’s name in a loopy scrawl, including Red Tornado’s.

M’gann mentally moved the last box toward her, peering down into its depths. “Hey, it looks like we missed a decoration!”

Everyone peered over the cardboard edges. “Is that—“

“Mistletoe!” M’gann exclaimed delightedly. “Who wants to help me put it up?” she asked, ignoring the mixed looks of horror and indifference from the older teens, turning to her younger teammates instead.

Hence, the current awkward predicament.

Zatanna, bless her heart, stepped up to the plate. “Tell wewe what, I’ll hang it up somewhere, and everyone else can have fun figuring out where I put it.”

Before anyone could protest, the young magician chanted some unintelligible Latin phrase, and the Cave was full of Zatanna copies darting here and there. The team was only aware of her completed mission when the transporter announced her departure.

“Don’t have too much fun while I’m gone,” she taunted, laughing before a burst of light enveloped her.

Two days later, Kaldur and M’gann found the sprig dangling above the ring in which they were currently sparring. Kaldur was the first to notice the krisimasi decoration, and he paused the match to point it out to the martian.

“Oooh…You know what this means, right?” she asked the Atlantian.

Kaldur did not have the chance to respond before M’gann pecked him lightly on the cheek. “Gotta upendo earth traditions.”

“We should probably songesha it somewhere less…distracting,” Kaldur mumbled, hiding a smile.

“I guess it could negatively affect our training,” the Martian agreed, flying up to remove the plant. She turned to her sparring partner, a mischievous grin making its way across her face. “So, where should we hang it next?”

***

It became something of a game to the team. The dakika the inayofuata two victims had succumbed to the inevitable magnetism of the parasitic plant, they hid it in a new location so their successors couldn’t avoid it. Most of the time it was a public discovery, and the rest of the team watched unabashedly as the poor souls gave in to the unavoidable ritual.

Robin and Artemis had been caught under the mistletoe in the gym, and Robin had aliyopewa the archer a rather gentlemanly kiss on the juu of her hand.

Black Canary, Aqualad, and Superboy had all stood under it unknowingly in the doorway leading to the sparring arena. Both boys gave their mentor small synchronized kisses on her cheeks, but not quickly enough to avoid Robin snapping a picha of it from his camera phone.

Zatanna and Robin discovered it looming overhead their kitanda during a movie night. Robin went for her cheek, but Zatanna went in for the kill, causing Robin to blush at the memory for the inayofuata week anytime it was brought up.

Wally found himself under the mistletoe sitting in between both Artemis and Zatanna on the jikoni barstools. Robin laughed at his best friend’s priceless expression when both girls gave him resounding simultaneous smooches on his cheekbones.

Red Arrow, to the surprise of everyone including Artemis, simply rolled his eyes and deemed it a necessary evil to participate in the stupid tradition kwa planting one on Artemis’s forehead when they had been caught underneath. He didn’t stop kwa the Cave much after that incident, stating he’d be back after New Year’s.

Superboy and Miss Martian seemed to have a penchant for finding the love-inducing decoration throughout the cave, including the hanger entrance, the hallway to the bedrooms, outside the kitchen, etc. The team finally had to make a ground rule that they weren’t allowed to hang up the mistletoe together anymore.

kwa far, the team’s inayopendelewa mistletoe occurrence was between Black Canary and Red Tornado in the debriefing room.

Kid Flash flitted through the room in passing, running away from Artemis for some reason au the other, but not before pausing to say, “Huh, so that’s where it went.”

Artemis, Robin, and Aqualad happened to enter the room at that moment, bearing witness to Black Canary grabbing Red Tornado’s shoulders and kissing him right on the mouth. For the rest of the afternoon, no one had the moyo to tell the robot that he still had red lipstick smudges on his face.

***

Robin was only slightly disappointed in the romantic powers of the mistletoe, whose whereabouts were currently unknown, and he confessed as much to Zatanna a few days before Christmas.

“You’d think that they would have at least kissed kwa now, what with how long it’s been up and how many opportunities they’ve had,” he told the magician, who was currently hiding out with the Boy Wonder in an air vent overlooking the debriefing room.

“You know, they check the room before entering if they see each other coming,” Zatanna informed him, pulling a peppermint stick out of her mouth.

“What?!” Robin winced as his exclamation echoed off the metal walls. Definitely not covert.

“Yep,” Zatanna popped the “p”. “Artemis only kissed him with me that one siku because I didn’t give her time to scout out the room.”

“She’s almost as paranoid as Batman,” Robin mused, looking down at the empty room through slits in the vent. He let out a sigh. “I don’t understand; we’ve hung it up in every possible location where they would stand together.”

“True,” the magician agreed, swinging her legs around to a zaidi comfortable position. “Unfortunately, there’s always someone else under it first.”

Robin ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated. “I just thought that maybe it would help them get through this denial that they’re both adamantly sticking to.”

“Hey,” she placed a hand on his shoulder, “Don’t beat yourself up. It was all in good fun, right? There’s still a few zaidi days until Christmas, so wewe never know. And we could probably get away with leaving it up until New Year’s.”

Robin sighed again. Zatanna, seeking to get her friend out of his funk, thought of something she was sure would cheer him up. “Wanna change Red Arrow’s zeta tube announcement back to Speedy?”

Her grin was infectious, and Robin found himself smiling back. “Yeah, we can access the panel down this side shaft…”

***

krisimasi Eve dawned with a fresh blanket of snow outside. The team spent the majority of the siku outdoors, making snow angels, building ice forts and having snowball wars until chattering teeth and frostbitten noses could no longer be ignored. It was dusk when they finally trudged inside, hanging up sopping gloves, hats, and scarves in exchange for mugs of hot chocolate. Quilts and pillows were distributed as everyone squished around the televisheni for a krisimasi movie marathon, getting up for occasional popcorn refills au to distribute zaidi steaming cocoa.

Stories of krisimasi traditions interspersed with laughing created an atmosphere of true merriment. Between the lull of the televisheni and the gradual dimming of the cinnamon candles, the sleepy teenagers slowly made their way to bed.

Everyone had come for Superboy’s and M’gann’s first Christmas, and Artemis generously allowed Zatanna to bunk with her for the night. It was decided that they would all head back to share krisimasi morning with their families after exchanging gifts at Mount Justice.

The twinkling lights overhead and draped around the mti were left on to greet the silence, casting ever-changing shadows across the walls of the mountain. They glowed in the peaceful quiet, the tranquility of the situation broken only kwa Artemis trekking downstairs to the jikoni at one in the morning.

Her head was inside the fridge, searching for a container Kid Flash hadn’t put his mouth directly on, when a voice startled her out of her search.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

Artemis whipped her head out of the fridge so quickly it made her dizzy. There, clad in flannel pajama pants and an old white t-shirt stood Wally, arms crossed, hair disheveled, faint beginnings of a smile ghosting across his lips. He was leaning on the counter inayofuata to the stove. Artemis wondered how he snuck up on her so easily.

“No,” she replied, turning back to the task at hand and ignoring the way he stood behind her, opening the appliance door wider to peer inside too.

“I didn’t drink from the eggnog carton, if that’s what you’re wondering.”

“Yeah, actually. Thanks,” she told him, grabbing the beverage before ducking underneath his arm. “Do wewe want some?” Her civility toward the speedster surprised them both.

“Umm… sure,” came Wally’s disbelieving reply as he closed the fridge, opting instead to eat one of M’gann’s homemade krisimasi kuki, vidakuzi overflowing from several platters on the counter.

Artemis poured them each a mug before putting the carton away.

“Cheers,” Wally toasted, clacking his mug into hers.

“Merry Christmas.” She smiled, taking a sip of the sweet concoction.

“It’s krisimasi already?” Wally asked, glancing down at his watch. “Huh, I guess so.” He returned the archer’s smile over his cup. “Merry Christmas, Artemis.”

They leaned against the counter in contented silence, watching the lights flash across the mti and drinking their eggnog.

Wally downed the rest in one long gulp, setting his mug inayofuata to hers and turning to the archer with an eggnog-moustache across his upper lip. “Want another cup?”

She turned toward him, a matching moustache of her own. “Sure.”

He stood inayofuata to her under the refrigerator and was about to retrieve the carton when he heard her gasp.

“Wha—” he followed her line of sight above his head. There, in all its festive, kiss-stealing glory, hung the mistletoe.

“Who put that there?” Wally whispered.

“I put it on the krisimasi mti after kissing Kaldur,” Artemis whispered back, not daring to believe what was about to happen. “We were the last two people…” Her voice trailed off.

“Who moved it, I wonder…” Green eyes met gray.

“Does it matter?” Artemis murmured, unconsciously taking a step toward the red head.

“No,” he breathed, matching her step for step until they met directly under the green sprig.

She sighed. “It’s just a stupid tradition, right?” Her eyes never left his, betraying her uncertainty that she thought it was anything but stupid.

“Right.” His eyes traveled from hers down to her mouth, faint traces of the beverage moustache still present, “It’s tradition.” They weren’t convincing anyone, least of all themselves.

But the moment his lips met hers, it didn’t matter.

Wally kissed away the remaining eggnog, relishing the spicy essence on his tongue. Her mouth was hot on his, and it came with its own exotic blend of flavors. Combining that with the delectable beverage that they both consumed that sent his thoughts careening toward oblivion, like an unbound function reaching toward infinity. She tasted like Christmas, and kissing her, listening to the velvety moans she made as he deepened the lip lock, was quite possibly the best present. Ever.

Artemis Lost the ability to string two coherent thoughts together when Wally pulled her close, one arm secured around her waist, the other cupping her face, passing it occasionally through the loose tendrils of her hair. He smelled like the cinnamon candles mingled with popcorn and a last, trace pine needle musk that was distinctive of the speedster all mwaka round. It was just like coming nyumbani on Christmas, only to a nyumbani Artemis had never known.

***

No one saw the scene unfold—save for an old, bearded man in a red suit and two young teens. The young boy, rubbing sleep out of his eyes, silently joined the robust fellow.

“I knew wewe were awake, Dick,” the old man told his younger counterpart, smiling fondly.

“The dakika wewe turned off the motion sensors, I set a silent alarm to wake me,” Robin informed him.

“Ah, sharp as ever, I see. Well, are wewe both happy now?”

“Both?” came Robin’s confused reply.

The man took a step back, revealing Zatanna standing on his other side. Robin was grateful he thought to wear his sunglasses.

“Sorry, I followed Artemis downstairs for a glass of water,” the magician told Robin sheepishly, hugging her vazi zaidi tightly to her chest. “But Wally got there before I did, and I didn’t want to interrupt, especially not after St. Nick here moved the mistletoe.”

“Wait—you were the one to put it above the refrigerator?” Robin questioned. The old man’s smile never faltered. Robin hit his head in an excellent “Hello, Megan!” impression. “Genius,” he told the elderly man.

“Well, wewe youngsters better get back to kitanda so I can leave goodies for wewe under the tree,” Santa winked at both teenagers, hitching his red velvet bag over his shoulder.

“Wait—wasn’t this our krisimasi gift?” Zatanna gestured to the two teens in the kitchen, oblivious to anything but each other at the moment.

“Oh ho ho ho!” he laughed, clutching his stomach. “No, this wasn’t your krisimasi wish I answered.” His eyes sparkled with mischief. “It was theirs.”
Chapter One- "Assassin"



Sam never saw it coming.

He had ten calmly walking towards the school when the first shot had been fired. A .50 Caliber grazed his neck. Immediately all of the students on the campus ducked for cover.

Sam njiwa behind a pillar and quickly took off his koti, jacket to reveal the infamous crimson dagger beneath.

This time, the assassin never saw it coming. The dagger flew through the air and impaled itself in the barrel of her sniper rifle. The assassin saw the dagger and leaped for cover as it exploded.

A moment later, Revenge had grabbed her and swung to the nearest building. Before...
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Revenge au Redemption
Prologue-

New York City
August 14, 23:56 EST

The city was quieter than usual. Yes, it was night, but even then half the city was awake. The silence of an alleyway was disturbed kwa the sound of a girl running from a dark figure.

The girl was dressed entirely in black. Her boots, jeans, gloves, jacket, and her mask were as black as her pursuer's. She could've slipped into the night quite easily were it not for her long blonde ponytail that waved behind her as she ran.

Her pursuer was the masked vigilante Red Revenge. While his costume did not represent his name, his actions did....
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posted by Robin_Love
Transmission received.

Hello fools. wewe probably thought this was R_L. But instead, it's me, Tigress. I hacked into this computer, knowing wewe wouldn't listen to me. But anyways, I brought a gift. An update on the Heroes wewe probably think are all okay.

Becca Stevens- Fatally wounded. She won't last much longer.

Erin Mavis- We caught the little speed demon. Now we get some fun.

Devin Grayson- Currently being....reconfigured. Lots of pain.

Terror-Broken, pained, completely willing to do as I say. Thanks Blade.

I know what you're thinking. We can get them back, we can save the siku like the heroes...
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posted by InfinityYJ
“Look me in the eye and tell me wewe don’t care.”
The green met the blue, then switched to the gold.
“I don’t, I really don’t. I couldn’t care even less. I would upendo to see wewe die.”
Tear spilled out of the gold, which slowly reverted back to a blue. Then they closed peacefully, and the girl let out a long sigh of relief. Nathan grimaced.
“You know I do care, right Delta?”
Danna nodded silently, looking down at her once again out-of-control sister. She was slightly crying too. “You know... this may be the last time we ever see her like this.”
“I know, Delta, I really do....
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posted by InfinityYJ
I can feel it, I can feel that never ending deep drag me in. It contrasts me, like night and day. Ice and flame.
Death is strong.
Am I stronger?
It’s a fight, literally, for my life. I’ve fought this battle before. It’s scary, because even the smallest of slip-ups can onyesha me what’ll happen if I were to lose. And it’s tempting. I see Mom, and Dad, and they’re alive. They’re there. Calling, waving. Pleading for me to come home. I can’t, I tell them, Not yet. I can’t.
And every time I do win, Delta and Robin are there, with me, telling me it’s okay. No one else understands why...
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posted by DeltaYJ
I wake up in a soft bed, that’s the first thing that’s wrong. Adrenaline already pumping in my veins, I leap out of the unknown bed. I peer around the room, that’s definitely not Cadmus. Where am I? I ask myself. I realise another thing, I’m really tall. I look at myself in a nearby mirror. This can’t be happening someone else is staring at me through the mirror. I look like a pre-teenager, like Experiment 1535783. What was her image age again?......12? Yeah that’s it, 12 years old in human years. This must be a trick....a test! This is a Cadmus testing unit! Probably to teach...
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Sirens blared, as the four siblings arose. War planes flew overhead and bright lights illuminated the dark house.
"Kaldur! Artemis!" The two oldest sibling immediately got up from and raced to their mother.
"Get up Wally and Zatanna! We've got to get out of here!" Both Kaldur and Artemis nodded in unison and ran in different directions 
"Mommy!" Zatanna cried from her bed. Artemis ran in and grabbed her little sister, the youngest of the siblings. Wally emerged from his room and ran into Kaldur. He grabbed Wally and ran out the behind Artemis, Zatanna, and their mother. 
"Father!" Wally escaped...
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The sun beamed down hard on the city, its warm rays touched everything. Fang au rather Derek at the time was trying to keep his eyes open as the perfect atmosphere made it harder to stay awake. His head sunk lower into his arms as he lent on the bannister of the Central City schools out door stair case. The semester had just begun and he was bunking of 5th period, he decided he had too much going on in his head to go to class.

He became zaidi awake when the sound of rattling came from near the school entrance; he perked up and squinted at the dark, ill looking figure doing something to the school...
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posted by Mclovin_69
( this makala is 5 years later)

He walked through the sewers looking for any clues and saw a clump of ash on the ground and picked some up with his fingers rubbing it together, He cried out falling back on the ground and saw Aero behind him who was dragon form and had red scales and white glowing eyes, He grunted in pain as Aero put his paw over him crushing him, He sturggled but got nothing out of it " go ahead keep struggling..... see if wewe gain something...." Aero alisema in a deep voice, " leave him alone " a voice alisema and he turned to see Artemis with exploding arrows in her bow pointing...
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posted by NekoTheif
Amara preferred the winter. It was harder for prey to get away and harder for humans to get into her woods. Oh and the snow. She loved it so much. She could remember when her mother made snow angels and snow men in the snow. And then they would drink coco. And she remembers how the snow on her skin would never really melt but it turned her rosy and she loved watching it fall. And then her mother's blood was spilled across the snowy white plains.
She still loved winter.
For her mother and her powers. But she hated the town. She hated every soul in it and if she got the chance ,and maybe she...
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posted by lolfan88
As I looked into her eyes they burned with rage. “Well hi.” I alisema sourly, wiping the blood from my mouth. I returned with a powerful blow of red magic. She went flying across the room then hit her head on something hard and got knocked out. “Kid, Superboy clear a path NOW!” Aqualad screamed telapahticly it gave me a slight head ache. Superboy and Kid Flash punched guys left and right. The team ran passed them

We all jumped onto the bio ship. “Stop them, Stop them…STOP THEM!! The “Boss” cried. They tried to shoot at us but we were to far up for them to hit us. “I’m going...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Scott-Civies
Scott-Civies
Name: Scott Southern
Alias:Fallen
Powers: Flight, fire, extensive training in all forms of combat, mind control, claws.
History: Scott Southern is the mutant son of Warren Worthington and Candy Southern. His father is the crime-fighting X-Men known as ArchAngel. Scott was born with wings and, when he was four, was taught how to fly. Scott used his wings to fly beside his father in times of trouble, despite his parents' wishes. When he turned eight, another strange power developed; fire. Scott had no way to control this power and was sent to Xavier. But he was kidnapped on the way kwa Mr. Sinister....
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posted by Obscurity98
Harley jumped from the kitanda onto the island counter. Her lips parted with a dangerous smile. Her teeth gleaming, and claws digging into the granite. She stayed in a crouching postition for a moment. au atleast until M'gann turned around, kuki, vidakuzi freshly baked. M'gann screamed as she came face to face with Harley, whose eyes looked beyond wild.
Superboy jumped up from his spot on the kitanda eyes no longer looking at static screen. But he made no advancement when he noticed Harley on the counter. "M'gann, dont move. If wewe do,she'll attack you. Just dont songesha i'll get the rest of the team. try...
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posted by SilverWings13
Worth part IV

"Drop point A has landed," Aqualad reported through his ear-com.
"Copy," M'gaan alisema back,"advancing to drop point B." The clip lines retracted and I new without seeing it that the bioship was gone. I searched the blue sky through the leaves of the canopy, catching a glimpse of black swooping toward the west. I looked around myself to see the others already heading into the thick trees. I jogged to catch up.

Our troop was mostly silent as we tramped through the undergrowth. I trotted up to Aqualad, avoiding Artemis's glare.
"So," I said,"what's the plan?" He looked down at me (he's...
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posted by Robin_Love
Becca hid inside the vents, following the scent. I'm going to kill him! He kidnapped Willow; he's so dead! She paused for a breath and her phone vibrated. She rolled onto her back and looked at the text. Sorry Dick. Willow first. Becca ignored the message and continued on her way. She could feel Willow getting closer. Good. I'm going the right way. Becca peaked inside one of the rooms through the grates. Nope; just the archer. With a sigh, Becca continued on. She came to another grate. She heard noises. Looking inside, she saw it was her destination. She pulled the grate off and dropped into...
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posted by Dezzylove3
"Reconized,Batman 02" "Valcanis 17" "Reconized,Impulsia po9"


"I sure hope she fits in.........well?"

"Wally,give me my arrows!!!!"

"Not a chance blondey"

"Conner give me my wrist computer back!"


"But I wanted To play Donkey Kong.."

"To bad you'll screw up my system UHHHG!"

"Miss Martian I advise wewe give me my water guns back."

"No,Not until wewe give my cookie sheet back!!"

"ENNNNOOOUUGGGHHH AAALLLRRREEEAADDYY!!!!" shouted Batman.

At the soung of the dark nights voice evry body frove...in aquard positions

Robin was on juu of Conners back holding his hands back in a painful grip.

Artemis had Wallys legs...
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Just a little one shot of Evelyn picking on Wally. ;)

Evelyn pulled at Wally as they walked through the Central City Zoo. 
"C'mon!! I wanna see the cheetahs!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming sheesh." Wally slowly walked along.
"You're not going fast enough!" Evelyn tugged at him again. 
"Can't a speedster take it slow for once?" Wally ran his fingers through his hair. 
"Fine!" Evelyn growled and stopped in front of Wally. He nudged her go on. 
"Are wewe going au not?" Wally looked at his sister.
"Nope. wewe wanted to take it slow, so wewe are going to stand here until wewe want to move." Evelyn smiled then...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Rylan-civies
Rylan-civies
Name: Rylan Touya
Alias: Spade
Occupation: Hero
Powers: Agility, acrobatics, ability to manipulate, trained in hand to hand-to-hand combat, flight, trained with a pair of Sais, jinx factor
History: Rylan Touya was born and raised in Japan. Both her parents were of German background, but Rylan's mom married a Japanese man after her husband died; Rylan was three. Rylan's new father was a scientist experimenting with all kinds formulas. When Rylan was five, she discovered her new father was trading and making deals with the villainous Poison Ivy. Rylan tried warning her mother, but was ignored. Three...
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posted by YJTTFAN
AGONY:
So let me start with this; I did not pick my past, au my powers. And I am not a hero, wewe can trust me on that. Now let’s jump right in (to what wewe ask? Read my freaking prolog! It’s there for a reason!)

WARNING: THE REST OF THIS FANFICTION CONTAINS A VICTIM VIEW FROM THE HOLOCAUST, IF wewe FEEL STRONGLY ABOUT THIS TOPIC BEING USED FOR A FANFICTION PURPOSE PLEASE DO NOT READ THE inayofuata SECTION UNTIL wewe SEE THE ----, IF wewe SKIP OVER IT IT WILL NOT AFFECT THE REST OF THE FANFICTION. (IT IS SIMPLY CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT)

POLAND 1941 (During The Holocaust)
[ENGLISH TRANSLATION]

“Mommy!...
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posted by Robin_Love
“Robin! Robinrobinrobinrobinrobinrobin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The masked hero ran into the training room where Wally was screaming his name from. The speedster was running around the room at a crazy speed. Becca stood in the center, trying to hit Wally with her magic. Robin flipped out of Wally's path and went up to Becca. He grabbed her hands and she turned her glare to him. Wally stopped running, but stayed a good distance from Becca.
“What's going on?” Robin asked.
“Your girlfriend is trying to kill me!!!!” Wally screamed.
“He aliiba my chocolate!” Becca yelled back.
Robin looked...
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