The next...few are kinda....they made me cry uandishi them. A heads up.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned wewe before,” he alisema in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now wewe will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, inaonyesha off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did zaidi damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every songesha he had. His sadness had long zamani turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One zaidi blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where wewe came from! And warn your kind, demon. inayofuata time wewe enter my domain, I will onyesha wewe the same mercy wewe showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned wewe before,” he alisema in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now wewe will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, inaonyesha off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did zaidi damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every songesha he had. His sadness had long zamani turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One zaidi blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where wewe came from! And warn your kind, demon. inayofuata time wewe enter my domain, I will onyesha wewe the same mercy wewe showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
Lyla.
Lyla.
Height: 6'7
Weight: 120 pounds
Eyes: Blue au Green, depends on how the light falls on her eyes.
Hair: Blonde. And short(picture above).
Weapons: Pistol, hidden dagger.
History: Raised kwa the joker and abandoned kwa
parents. Joker taught her evil, but she realized it was wrong and refused to continue. She still keeps close with him and visits him in jail. She joined the team and loved it. She had a demon haunting her and everyone got fed up. She walked away from it all before it went any futher. She had taken the path of evil. Her hair turned black and her eyes turned red from the demon that consumed her. She is still amazed no body hates her for the Demon.....
Powers: Teleportation, Flight(Wings), levetation, transformaition(Humans and animals.)
Skills: Good with guns. Sniper training.
Civies: Whatever she wants baby!
'Stume: PICTURE TIME!
TADA!
Her Damn 'Stume! MINUS THE GOGGLES.
Just an AWESOME picture.
Assasinator! XP
MEEP!
Civvies
Alias: Rush
Status: Ally
Relationship to team: Wolf's brother
Powers: Shift into human and mbwa mwitu form. Hand to hand combat, superspeed in mbwa mwitu form, faster than an average human in human form but not superspeed. Stronger than an average mbwa mwitu and human.
Bio:
After mbwa mwitu left with YJ, he left behind a twin brother, Who was captured kwa the gorilla Mallah. Mallah hooked him up to a machine that would read his thoughts. While being hooked to that, a power surge occurred, and the mbwa mwitu used this time to escape. But due to the power surge, Rush got the ability to switch from mbwa mwitu form to a human body. And gained super speed in his mbwa mwitu form. As a human he learned English, and hand to hand combat. He traveled until he finally reunited with mbwa mwitu at YJ.
Wolf Form
Another OC Poem
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
