((OOC)) Okay, I got REALLY bored so i started this on my iPad, and i ended up finishing it 5 dakika ago.. (I have no life) So, yeah... this might explain a few things about Mercy....
I guess wewe could say my life was completely and utterly over. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place; with nowhere to go. Jacob had practically forced me to betray my team, my best friends. If I refused, he was going to kill them. If I told them, he would kill them, and then me. Probably, if I told them anyways, they would say that they could take him. They would say that they would take him down. But they can't. They could never defeat him. No one can, and no one will.
So sitting here, in this room filled with some of the worst villains and convicts in teenage history, my life is practically over. Heather, who happens to be sitting inayofuata to me at the current moment gives me a sharp jab into my ribs. "Merc! Pay attention!" she hissed. Of course that jab made me lose my focus even more, because of the hivi karibuni fracturing of 2 ribs maybe just a week ago.
"Heather? What are we doing here anyways? We don't belong here! I'm a some-what hero and wewe are a solo ....uh.... Delinquent! What are we doing here?" I bit my lip, thats what I do whenever I'm nervous. Heather just smirked and slunk back into her seat. "I'm here to keep wewe out of trouble, dumb-butt!" of course, I knew that wasn't true. She had been eying and flirting with a bunch of the guys here. "Hea- Viper... Why does Jacob have us here? Do wewe know if he's planning something bigger than just stealing information and blueprints?" Heather just frowned and glanced at Jacob, "If I know anything about my brother, it's that he always has something up his sleeve."
There was a moment of silence between the both of us. The silence, though, was quickly broken when Jacob stood up with a jolt, "Listen!" his face was red and anger flared in his eyes at the old man staring at him in fear inayofuata to him, "This is MY operation, and wewe will do what I say!" his eyes started to glow a dim green. This wasn't looking good. Whenever Jake got mad, he meant it. The small man, probably in his 50's started to beg him, "o-okay! Forget my idea! We-We'll do it yo-" before he could even Finnish he flew back into the wall, groaning and whimpering in fear. I had to do something. Jacob smirked and started to walk back over to the small man. Heather was going to kill me for this, but on instinct I ran over and grabbed Jake's arm just as he raised it to do who knows what. "Jacob David Till!" I scolded him. He just glared at me. "Please, leave the poor guy alone!" I attempted to give a small reassuring smile to the man on the ground, whose associates seemed to be helping him up now. "Bella, wewe shut up right now." Jacob alisema with a slightly calmer tone. Before I could say anything zaidi he lifted a glowing blade and swiped at my left cheek, which obviously sent me taking a few steps back clutching my burning cheek.
Heather rushed over to me, sending a death glare to Jacob in the process. "Com'on Mercy, let's get wewe home." she gently put her hand on my shoulder. I just stood there, stunned. Slowly but surely, she started to guide me out, step kwa step.
Once we finally got outside she spoke. "Sorry he did that to ya." She mumbled with her head focused on the sidewalk. "I've handled worse. But what am I going to tell the team?" I managed to whisper to her. "Tell them that wewe got into a little argument. Blame it on me, if wewe have to." She tried to make it sound as if it was that simple. But it wasn't. Lying to your Marafiki on a daily basis to cover up something that was saving their lives wasn't that simple.
Finally reaching my new apartment, one floor down from Heathers, I was starting to close the door. "Heather, this is a really stupid question, but can wewe come and find me tomorrow, and give me an update on how that man is doing? I know he's an international drug dealer and all that fun stuff, but just find out how he is?" Heather attempted a smile, "No problem, Merc." I smiled an closed the door with a sigh. Another long day. Quickly I changed from my Nova outfit back to being Mercy. Now all that was left on my to-do orodha was that I had to find the team and see how their siku was. Great....
I guess wewe could say my life was completely and utterly over. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place; with nowhere to go. Jacob had practically forced me to betray my team, my best friends. If I refused, he was going to kill them. If I told them, he would kill them, and then me. Probably, if I told them anyways, they would say that they could take him. They would say that they would take him down. But they can't. They could never defeat him. No one can, and no one will.
So sitting here, in this room filled with some of the worst villains and convicts in teenage history, my life is practically over. Heather, who happens to be sitting inayofuata to me at the current moment gives me a sharp jab into my ribs. "Merc! Pay attention!" she hissed. Of course that jab made me lose my focus even more, because of the hivi karibuni fracturing of 2 ribs maybe just a week ago.
"Heather? What are we doing here anyways? We don't belong here! I'm a some-what hero and wewe are a solo ....uh.... Delinquent! What are we doing here?" I bit my lip, thats what I do whenever I'm nervous. Heather just smirked and slunk back into her seat. "I'm here to keep wewe out of trouble, dumb-butt!" of course, I knew that wasn't true. She had been eying and flirting with a bunch of the guys here. "Hea- Viper... Why does Jacob have us here? Do wewe know if he's planning something bigger than just stealing information and blueprints?" Heather just frowned and glanced at Jacob, "If I know anything about my brother, it's that he always has something up his sleeve."
There was a moment of silence between the both of us. The silence, though, was quickly broken when Jacob stood up with a jolt, "Listen!" his face was red and anger flared in his eyes at the old man staring at him in fear inayofuata to him, "This is MY operation, and wewe will do what I say!" his eyes started to glow a dim green. This wasn't looking good. Whenever Jake got mad, he meant it. The small man, probably in his 50's started to beg him, "o-okay! Forget my idea! We-We'll do it yo-" before he could even Finnish he flew back into the wall, groaning and whimpering in fear. I had to do something. Jacob smirked and started to walk back over to the small man. Heather was going to kill me for this, but on instinct I ran over and grabbed Jake's arm just as he raised it to do who knows what. "Jacob David Till!" I scolded him. He just glared at me. "Please, leave the poor guy alone!" I attempted to give a small reassuring smile to the man on the ground, whose associates seemed to be helping him up now. "Bella, wewe shut up right now." Jacob alisema with a slightly calmer tone. Before I could say anything zaidi he lifted a glowing blade and swiped at my left cheek, which obviously sent me taking a few steps back clutching my burning cheek.
Heather rushed over to me, sending a death glare to Jacob in the process. "Com'on Mercy, let's get wewe home." she gently put her hand on my shoulder. I just stood there, stunned. Slowly but surely, she started to guide me out, step kwa step.
Once we finally got outside she spoke. "Sorry he did that to ya." She mumbled with her head focused on the sidewalk. "I've handled worse. But what am I going to tell the team?" I managed to whisper to her. "Tell them that wewe got into a little argument. Blame it on me, if wewe have to." She tried to make it sound as if it was that simple. But it wasn't. Lying to your Marafiki on a daily basis to cover up something that was saving their lives wasn't that simple.
Finally reaching my new apartment, one floor down from Heathers, I was starting to close the door. "Heather, this is a really stupid question, but can wewe come and find me tomorrow, and give me an update on how that man is doing? I know he's an international drug dealer and all that fun stuff, but just find out how he is?" Heather attempted a smile, "No problem, Merc." I smiled an closed the door with a sigh. Another long day. Quickly I changed from my Nova outfit back to being Mercy. Now all that was left on my to-do orodha was that I had to find the team and see how their siku was. Great....
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-
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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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Dark Velvet
