RAWR.
So, after we settled that whole "gone evil" thing. I settled under the lights of our tree. I dunno why, but that was my new bed/hideout/whatever the heck wewe wanna call it. It smelled of pine and toothpaste... But whatever, the things wewe can hang on a tree!
"You, my friend, I don't know how we are related." Jaime said, crouching down and looking at me.
"You take one person, then take another person, then--" Jaime slapped his hand over my mouth and I continued rambling.
"I was kidding." His hand lifted from my mouth.
"Hmm." I said.
"'Sup?" Jaime looked at me. I slipped the pen from his pocket and started scribbling on my hand, his eyebrow raised.
"Don't ask and you'll stay alive." I said, slipping the pen back into his pocket. He blinked, making me giggle for some unknown reason, again another eyebrow raise.
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"Mel! What the- stop! Stop it now!" Fang shouted, as I made him slip off my shirt.
"What are wewe doing!?" He screamed.
"Shh..." I whispered and I made him grab a knife.
"NO! Mel, what are wewe doing!" He walked over against his will, and cut off my bra.
"Mel!" He shouted.
"NO!" He started carving into my back. Blood trickled down.
"MEL STOP RIGHT NOW!"
He continued to carve against his will.
When he was finished, and I let him release the knife, this was left in my back...
When the feather floats down from Hell
A halo of blood surrounds her head
With crimson liquid she knows too well
A stroke of a sword and her wings will shed
A sword of Angels
Her words pure
A touch of fire
In she will lure
She was sent to give
The ultimate sacrifice
She accepted her fate
The secrets hid her hate
Her book was written
Finished early
Her death slow and agonising
Many secrets she has kept
Darkness surrounds what is left
A feather falls into the depths
Another accession to death
A life is no longer kept
Fang dropped to his knees, tears slipping down his face.
"Mel! I told you-- to-- stop!"
"I sorry Daddy..." My back started to sting, and what had happen sunk in.
"Mel... why did wewe do that?" He stood up, picking my small body up.
"Because, I had to."
I snapped up and screamed.
"Mel!?" Fang snapped up. I panted and hugged myself, attempting to keep out the uneasiness.
"Mel what's wrong?" Fang got up off the couch. I couldn't talk, couldn't whimper, couldn't do anything. His arms wrapped around me, and my breathing settled.
"Just... a nightmare." I pulled away. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a flashback.
*Giggles* What Fang carved into her back was her prophecy.
So, after we settled that whole "gone evil" thing. I settled under the lights of our tree. I dunno why, but that was my new bed/hideout/whatever the heck wewe wanna call it. It smelled of pine and toothpaste... But whatever, the things wewe can hang on a tree!
"You, my friend, I don't know how we are related." Jaime said, crouching down and looking at me.
"You take one person, then take another person, then--" Jaime slapped his hand over my mouth and I continued rambling.
"I was kidding." His hand lifted from my mouth.
"Hmm." I said.
"'Sup?" Jaime looked at me. I slipped the pen from his pocket and started scribbling on my hand, his eyebrow raised.
"Don't ask and you'll stay alive." I said, slipping the pen back into his pocket. He blinked, making me giggle for some unknown reason, again another eyebrow raise.
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"Mel! What the- stop! Stop it now!" Fang shouted, as I made him slip off my shirt.
"What are wewe doing!?" He screamed.
"Shh..." I whispered and I made him grab a knife.
"NO! Mel, what are wewe doing!" He walked over against his will, and cut off my bra.
"Mel!" He shouted.
"NO!" He started carving into my back. Blood trickled down.
"MEL STOP RIGHT NOW!"
He continued to carve against his will.
When he was finished, and I let him release the knife, this was left in my back...
When the feather floats down from Hell
A halo of blood surrounds her head
With crimson liquid she knows too well
A stroke of a sword and her wings will shed
A sword of Angels
Her words pure
A touch of fire
In she will lure
She was sent to give
The ultimate sacrifice
She accepted her fate
The secrets hid her hate
Her book was written
Finished early
Her death slow and agonising
Many secrets she has kept
Darkness surrounds what is left
A feather falls into the depths
Another accession to death
A life is no longer kept
Fang dropped to his knees, tears slipping down his face.
"Mel! I told you-- to-- stop!"
"I sorry Daddy..." My back started to sting, and what had happen sunk in.
"Mel... why did wewe do that?" He stood up, picking my small body up.
"Because, I had to."
I snapped up and screamed.
"Mel!?" Fang snapped up. I panted and hugged myself, attempting to keep out the uneasiness.
"Mel what's wrong?" Fang got up off the couch. I couldn't talk, couldn't whimper, couldn't do anything. His arms wrapped around me, and my breathing settled.
"Just... a nightmare." I pulled away. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a flashback.
*Giggles* What Fang carved into her back was her prophecy.
Name: Alexandria "Alex" Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age: 15
Powers/skills: -Flight (wings)
-Can attract metal to herself
-Superspeed (vampire form only)
-Supersenses
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she mgawanyiko, baidisha from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and mgawanyiko, baidisha the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Theme: Everything burns, kwa Anatacia and Ben Moody
Other: Has a older (creepy) brother
-Vampire form is triggered kwa anger/rage
The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a mole on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a mole on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate kwa touching you), retractable Angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered kwa KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused kwa her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate kwa touching you), retractable Angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered kwa KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused kwa her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.