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posted by XxKFforeverXx
"Stop!" Jonas sprinted after a boy about sixteen with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Agents closely followed and started climbing a small kilima after him. 
"Jaime! Stop running! No ones pointing a gun at you. It's pointless." Jaime turned to look at four agents who where closely behind him. 
"You've been running for what? 22 hours? You're probably starving" Jamie climbed down and walked past Jonas. 


Jonas watched patiently while Jaime ate. 
"Who taught wewe to fight like that?" the boy ignored his question. 
"What do wewe want from me?" Jaime pushed his plate away and stared at Jonas.
"Nothing important, we're trying to keep wewe safe."  
"Why?" Jaime growled. 
"There's another society coming after you. Your father has stolen a piece of very important of information from Conway. If they get to you, it puts your father in a comprisable position." Jonas folded his arms across his chest. "It's a orodha of twenty-five people who've stolen from Conway." 
"Let me guess, and you're one of those people?" Jaime returned the action back, Jonas laughed nervously. 
"Alek? All clear?" Jonas spoke through his bluetooth device.
"Yep." Alek scoped the juu of the building for a third time. "It's boring actually, too quiet."
Jaime laughed, "You brought some of the Marine Corps?!" Jaime started laughing again. 
"For your protection. Conway's tracking you, every second. wewe trust no one. Got it?" Jonas slid out from the booth and walked outside.
"Yeah yeah." 


So, who is this mysterious boy?
posted by XxKFforeverXx
 ~If I catch this, we'll make it to the championship games...~
~If I catch this, we'll make it to the championship games...~
Hinata pulled off his baseball cap, herufi kubwa off, running his fingers though his short hair and put his cap, herufi kubwa back on, keeping the heat off him, as sweat dripped off his face. His team was up kwa one, last inning two outs, runners on sekunde and third.
"You okay son?" The Coach yelled from the dugout,
"Uh?" Hinata looked over at his coach while the other team was in timeout. "Yeah, i'm just a little off sorts today." Hinata blinked and pressed to fingers against his wrist, counting his pulse Great, it's off beat. he blinked the blurriness away and got back into position, Hinata refocused as a pop up was hit....
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Yes, I did base him off Angel beats. No, he isn't the same, just looks and personality!

Name: Hinata Kennedy :3
Alias: Hinata
Age: 18
Powers/Skills: -Posses a bit of magic, whenever he says "Godskill lvl 1,2,3,4 au 5" some sword au bostaff, will appear in his hands.
-Sword fighting
Weakness: He has his physical limits.
Past: Hinata grew up a happy and healthy child, but that all changed at the age of 5. Hinata went through a untreated case of untreated rheumatic fever, resulting in two of his aortic valves to stop working. Soon after, Hinata had to have surgery to recieve two metal aortic valves,...
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posted by Robin_Love
“We need to know what's going on!” Alek exclaimed.
“Yeah but Tara won't tell us,” Silver rationalized.
“But there is one who might know,” Ciel interrupted.
“Yeah. Except she's completely dropped off the face of the Earth! Not even Batman could locate her!”
“Silver's right. We have no way of knowing where she is! “
Fang, who had been leaning against the wall, held up two fingers as if to “I have your solution.” They looked over at him at the sudden gesture.
“You three forget I'm married to her confident.”
“Devin knows where she is?”
Fang nodded.
“And wewe knew the whole...
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The crimson and black clad vigilante made his way into the kitchen. bia and bia as far as one could see. Crusty sandwiches, empty potato chip bags littered the room. Revenge bent over to look for something when he heard a slight whimpering sound from the inayofuata room. He wasn't prepared for a dog.

When Revenge walked into the room, he saw Melody sitting on the couch. Her awali skimpy maid costume was gone. She was covered in an untied bathrobe. Her brown hair was damp, clinging to her shoulders. Revenge walked over to the window and looked at her. A sudden bolt of lightning flashed behind...
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What Matters is the fifth book in the Red Revenge/DC Comics crossover series. It will be published January 5, 2013 on Fanfiction.net ONLY.



Scene 1:
"...what appears to have been an excellent night of crime-fighting for the hero Red Revenge. According to early police reports, over 300 criminals have been arrested tonight, all bloody and battered from a confrontation with Red Revenge. The Black Hero made his way from the reconstruction of Grant Tower to the Bronx. A five mile trip that appears to have been highly successful."

"But is Red Revenge breaking the law? Is he endangering the citizens of...
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"Are wewe sure?" holly asked, slipping on her boots.

"No choice." Sam growled. holly had noticed the Black Hero was back to his normal dark, brooding self. He continued slipping on his body armor.

"Well what about me?" Becca asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"Stay here." Revenge said.

Becca was shell-shocked for a moment before becoming enraged. "Why not?"

"It's too dangerous."

"Says you."

"It's at a highly unstable nuclear power plant!"

"So?"

"So it leaks radiation like a bottle with holes in it!"

"My body can handle radiation!"

"This radiation is higher than Chernobyl!"

Becca paused for a second....
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ARNING:

This Fanfiction has been rated "M" for Mature. Reader's Discretion is advised. Extreme Violence, adult language & content, sexual content, debatable actions kwa characters, public trauma, extreme cussing, and other questionable events will occur. It is highly suggested that viewers younger than fifteen do not read this. It is also the author's suggestion that if anyone of any age feels offended kwa any of the content mentioned above, that they do not read it.

NOTE:

This fanfiction was originally delayed two weeks due to the tragic shootings in Aurora, Colorado. Events in this fanfiction...
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posted by SilverWings13
“Aryess?”
The handmaid, stormy grey eyes, fair untamed locks that had escaped their bun falling in her face, turned from the cutting board and sliced veggies toward the gentle, commanding voice that had called her name. “The princess requests your presence.”
Aryess nodded, curtsied, and walked past the young, dark haired butler to the servant’s staircase. She exchanged a glance with him, a momentary flicker of reassurance in his deep ashy eyes before she entered the dim lit stairwell. Aryess blamed the musty, oppressing air and the steep climb as the chanzo of the persperation accumulating...
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posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The machungwa, chungwa jumpsuit he wore was little zaidi than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. wewe have refused to give us any information...
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What Could Have Been...

(AN: Yah, here's my Halloween Special. I thought it was different than what other people would expect from me. Besides, I need to do something happy. Cheers!)

--SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT-- 



New York City
October 31st, 18:03 EST
2035 A.D.
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"Mom?" 

"Yes honey?"

"Are wewe coming trick-or-treating?" 

Holly glanced back through the bedroom at Sam who shook his head before pointing to his watch.

"No, I'm sorry Lily. I'd upendo to come but daddy and I have a very...important errand to run." 

"Okay..." The light haired girl frowned. Her hair was somewhere...
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posted by The_Writer
"Price to Pay"

"All units, murder suspect on fifth and third proceeding north on foot. Pursuing. Require backup. Suspect is heavily armed and protected. Female, mid-twenties. White hair, black clothes, sword and possible body armor." the radio crackled.

"Let's go." Revenge said, flooring the gas pedal.

"Police Unit 224 this is Police Chief Draxx, stand kwa for backup."

"I'm already on my way, Draxx." Revenge said.

"I know, I was talking about the helicopter backup I was sending." Draxx paused. "You know this person?"

"Doubtful. I haven't met anyone with that description wearing body armor and carrying...
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Revenge started towards the Bat-Wing, but Batman turned and held up a hand.

"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. Superman nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.

"You can't come." Batman stated plainly.

"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.

"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade wewe from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."

"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.

"The girl likes wewe too much."

"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.

"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants wewe to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like wewe right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."

"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."

"Don't ask for too many sweets." Batman warned.

"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.

Batman smirked and boarded the Batwing.

"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
Megan stared at the papers that were on the table, she picked up the Daily Planet, and opened up to a bila mpangilio section in the paper. Her eyes bugged out. Harley’s picture was in it. She wore a skimpy bikini, blue with red polka dots. Large sunglasses, her hair had grown back to its normal length that they were all used to. She held a drinking glass, that held a red colored drink. Megan almost coughed up her cereal, when Superboy walked in. He strode over to her ad smacked her as lightly as he could on the back, hand tingling as he touched her. “You okay M’gann?” Megan nodded, “Yeah,...
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posted by Robin_Love
She woke to a strange murmur, like that of a buzzing crowd. She had expected them both the night before. She hadn't been disappointed. Now she dressed for the day, slipping on her sunglasses. Making sure her weapons were in place, she opened the door. She could hear talking, an occasional shout, and a hint of growled out threat. She walked closer, this time hearing her name.
“What's going on?”
Everything stopped. All eyes were on her as she stood in the doorway.
“Well?”
She walked further in, heading over to Alek. He was in front of the team, looking worried rather than his usual calm...
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posted by Mclovin_69
He layed asleep on the kitanda his eyes closed lightly and his breathing shallow and gentle. She walked in in her tight blue jeans and a violet long sleeved shati with her combat boots and her eyes fixed on him, her lips surpressed a smile watching him. She walked over and sat across from him on the coffee meza, jedwali and gentley brushed his hair out of his face and ran her hand down his cheek, he didnt awaken from his slumber. She watched him in intrest, he looked so relaxed and defenseless as he slept, she tilted her head to the side staring at him still. Never would she see him like this when he...
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posted by Robin_Love
He stood before her in the complete darkness. His eyes pierced hers as she looked at him. She had expected him. She knew he would come.
“You did not come when I asked.”
“You are correct.”
He watched her, but she showed no emotion where he was concerned.
“You disobeyed me. And after all I've done.”
“You couldn't save them yet wewe gave me no warning.”
“You are lucky. I admire your fiery spirit.”
“Luck is not the word.”
“Quite true. Be relieved I don't harm you.”
“That's a threat.”
They stared at each other for the space of several minutes. He moved closer, tilting her her...
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Muahahahahahahaha!!!





Fang struggled against the ducktape that bound his hands behind his back. We were in the bathroom, Fang was propped up against the wall. He looked at eleven mwaka old me.
"Mel! Let me go!" He shouted. I only giggled.
"Not untill I get your eyebrows!" I said, smirking, holding up the strip of cloth. His eyes widened. I giggled evily. Fang struggled even more.
"No! Dont touch my eyebrows!" He yelled, struggling, growling. I pulled the stick, half covered in sticky, hot wax, out of the bowl. Then spread it on two strips of cloth.
"Mel! Dont wewe dare!" He said. I giggled more, then...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
“I know where they’re taking us.” Jamie alisema with his eyes closed.
“Where?” Lexi looked up at her brother,
“The School.” Jaime didn’t songesha from his peace of mind,
“How do you?!” Lexi gave her brother a odd look.
“I can read minds.”
“Since when?!”
“Since always.” Jaime opened one eye, “Why?”
“You lied! wewe alisema wewe didn’t have any powers!”
“I never alisema that.”
“BULLSH-T wewe NEVER alisema THAT!” Lexi raised her voice,
“Temper sister dear. I simply told them I didn’t know.” Jaime sat relaxed, ignoring his sisters’ temper.
“You lied to our parents...
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The valet opened the door and Samuel Grant stepped out of the limo with Barbara Gordon.

Grant was wearing a typical tuxedo. His hair was combed and pasted to his head, he had his charming smile back, and slipped his arm around Barbara’s.

Barbara looked absolutely magnificent. She was dressed in a sparkling black dress. The back was open in a “V” and the neckline was a few inches from her shoulders. The dress stopped halfway down the lower portion of her leg which the visible section was covered with the long, fancy patter on her high-heeled boot. Her red hair was slightly curled, but still...
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The following excerpt contains major spoilers for the finale of Divided We Fall. If wewe wish to read the book with no spoilers, please exit this page. wewe have been warned.
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New York City
June 18, 08:09 EST
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Sam groaned and rolled over. He didn’t find Holly. Sam slowly sat up, looking around for his girlfriend. This was strange, holly never got up before him. Sam rolled out of kitanda and tried to flatten his hair before pulling on a vazi and walking into the living room. He was about to start worrying...
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