My mind wanted this.. and I completely hate my mind right now.. But I wrote it anyways... So... *goes and hides in corner*
It's kinda... creepy/weird. Forgive me.
“I missed you.”
The halls were completely bare, the rug was clean to perfection, but the house had an eerie air to it. The lights didn’t work well and the doors seemed to whistle creepily. Shadows bounced off the slightly dirty windows. He walked slowly, his bloodshot hollow eyes darting to and fro among the halls, jumping at even the slightest of noises. His mouth would open to scream when a sudden shadow came out at him, but nothing ever came out.
“Why’d wewe leave me?”
Whenever he blinked, for a couple sekunde afterwards, the walls would be torn, covered in dirt and other things. The rug became stained and the room became completely dark. The shadows became real, chasing him, hurting him, ripping him apart. But as soon as it came it was over, and he was back in the dimly lit, unsoiled hall.
“Can’t wewe stay?”
Her voice echoed everywhere, everywhere. It hissed in his ears and pounded in his head-- it just would not leave. Another step, and it seemed to break his eardrums. He wanted to rip those damned things off. But it wasn’t their fault... it was that voice... that damn voice. It was so familiar, but so different than what he thought he remembered.
“Come on, please? I promise not to hurt you!”
She alisema that once. Once. But she broke his heart, and left him alone. And now, she’s finally back, and he wants to see her. She’s perfect for him. They both have that one damn condition, and they’re both in upendo with that beautiful color red.
“Eric...”
The last part was in somewhat of a song, and not on tune at all, but Eric didn’t mind. He loved it when she sang to him... it was always so beautiful. Finally, her voice began to comfort him, and he closed his eyes for a lengthy amount of time. When he opened his eyes again, he was in front of a dark door, the hallway was once again full of filth. He opened the door, and there she was, waiting for him. Her eyes weren’t that pretty blue, anymore, but he didn’t mind-- it was still the same girl. She came closer and he finally noticed a bloody body on the floor behind her that slightly resembled Delta, but he brought his attention back to her. She smiled and dropped the kisu and wrapped her arms around his neck, soaking blood into his grey shirt. He nuzzled into her neck, and she whispered in his ear.
“I missed wewe so, so much... Why did wewe leave?”
He shook his head. She pulled away and looked at him sadly, and for a sekunde he saw a flash of tell-tale sapphires and glistening gold, but it was gone soon enough. The sadness was gone as well, and she flashed him a grin of sharp, pearly white teeth. Blood seemed to drip from the edges of her lips, and for the first time he noticed her hair was roughly cut.
“Don’t go again. Please?”
He was so blissful with her, so oblivious, that he didn’t notice her hand going to her own side and pulling out a kisu that was rusty and stained. He was lost, so Lost and he didn’t care what was going on, because she’d finally found him.
“By the way...”
He blinked and opened his mouth to yell out, finally coming back to reality, but it was too late. The blade swept across his throat in a smooth, fluid motion and he fell to the ground, clutching at his neck, which was bleeding heavily. Just before the world went black, he noticed that the body behind her was indeed Delta, and he could have sworn that he saw Robin under her. He looked up, and Kyra smiled sweetly, her eyes glistening.
“Have wewe seen Devin? I really, really, miss her...”
It's kinda... creepy/weird. Forgive me.
“I missed you.”
The halls were completely bare, the rug was clean to perfection, but the house had an eerie air to it. The lights didn’t work well and the doors seemed to whistle creepily. Shadows bounced off the slightly dirty windows. He walked slowly, his bloodshot hollow eyes darting to and fro among the halls, jumping at even the slightest of noises. His mouth would open to scream when a sudden shadow came out at him, but nothing ever came out.
“Why’d wewe leave me?”
Whenever he blinked, for a couple sekunde afterwards, the walls would be torn, covered in dirt and other things. The rug became stained and the room became completely dark. The shadows became real, chasing him, hurting him, ripping him apart. But as soon as it came it was over, and he was back in the dimly lit, unsoiled hall.
“Can’t wewe stay?”
Her voice echoed everywhere, everywhere. It hissed in his ears and pounded in his head-- it just would not leave. Another step, and it seemed to break his eardrums. He wanted to rip those damned things off. But it wasn’t their fault... it was that voice... that damn voice. It was so familiar, but so different than what he thought he remembered.
“Come on, please? I promise not to hurt you!”
She alisema that once. Once. But she broke his heart, and left him alone. And now, she’s finally back, and he wants to see her. She’s perfect for him. They both have that one damn condition, and they’re both in upendo with that beautiful color red.
“Eric...”
The last part was in somewhat of a song, and not on tune at all, but Eric didn’t mind. He loved it when she sang to him... it was always so beautiful. Finally, her voice began to comfort him, and he closed his eyes for a lengthy amount of time. When he opened his eyes again, he was in front of a dark door, the hallway was once again full of filth. He opened the door, and there she was, waiting for him. Her eyes weren’t that pretty blue, anymore, but he didn’t mind-- it was still the same girl. She came closer and he finally noticed a bloody body on the floor behind her that slightly resembled Delta, but he brought his attention back to her. She smiled and dropped the kisu and wrapped her arms around his neck, soaking blood into his grey shirt. He nuzzled into her neck, and she whispered in his ear.
“I missed wewe so, so much... Why did wewe leave?”
He shook his head. She pulled away and looked at him sadly, and for a sekunde he saw a flash of tell-tale sapphires and glistening gold, but it was gone soon enough. The sadness was gone as well, and she flashed him a grin of sharp, pearly white teeth. Blood seemed to drip from the edges of her lips, and for the first time he noticed her hair was roughly cut.
“Don’t go again. Please?”
He was so blissful with her, so oblivious, that he didn’t notice her hand going to her own side and pulling out a kisu that was rusty and stained. He was lost, so Lost and he didn’t care what was going on, because she’d finally found him.
“By the way...”
He blinked and opened his mouth to yell out, finally coming back to reality, but it was too late. The blade swept across his throat in a smooth, fluid motion and he fell to the ground, clutching at his neck, which was bleeding heavily. Just before the world went black, he noticed that the body behind her was indeed Delta, and he could have sworn that he saw Robin under her. He looked up, and Kyra smiled sweetly, her eyes glistening.
“Have wewe seen Devin? I really, really, miss her...”
Age: 14
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Saphire Blue
Height: 6'0
Weight: 115lbs
Powers: Phasing, invisiblity, water bending(freezing, shaping, moving, evap, ect).
Weapons: Swords, and the occasional mace.
History: Austyn lived in a happy family in France, until they turned on him. He had to run away, they found him begging for spare change in the streets. They took him nyumbani and beat him to teach him a lesson. He moved to america, he got a job, and learned little english. His family is still looking for him. In the wrong place.
Personality: Austyn is pretty open and nice. He knows when to be serious. When he sees someone down au upset, he would go over there and poke them, au hug them. He likes everyone to be happy and together. Quiet when it comes to fighting au family.
S'tume: Leather koti, jacket and white tanktop underneath. Black-washed jeans.
Height: 6'7
Weight: 95 pounds
Eyes: Red.
Hair: Black
Weapons: Pistol, hidden dagger.
History: Raised kwa the joker and abonded 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 has taken the path of evil. Her hair turned black and her eyes are permenently red from the hate she feels.
Powers: Teleportation, Flight(Wings), levetation, transformaition(Humans and animals.)
Skills: Good with guns.
Civies: Black turtleneck and jeans.
'Stume: Black turtleneck dress and mkufu with keys symbolising being the keeper of hell.
Alise: Bubble Blast
Age: 15
Birthday: 18th July 1998
Hair and eyes: Blonde and Blue
Personality: Bubbly and always happy! It takes a lot to get her down, strong willed and hopefully at all times.
Powers: She can create bubbles made out of either lighting, ice, water au just energy and if she gets angrey Powerful moto bubbles, she can make force feild bubbles and even travel underwater with them. She has a bubble staff which she uses to fly around and shoots bubbles aswell
Relation to team:None yet but has a crush ;)Team mate and member of the X-men
Like: BUBBLES! XD Cat's, swimming, spending time with friends, flying, bubble baths, bubble machines, the starts, bakeing, chokoleti and drawing :)
I think thats all if wewe wanna ask maswali I will be happy to answer