“You know how to bring her back? She won’t end up looking different, au act different, will she?” She chuckled a little and shook her head.
“She will be exactly the same as she was when she was alive; she just might be slightly weaker.” He looked at her, slightly confused.
“So, how does she come back to life?” She smiled slightly.
“Leave that to me…”
“And why should I trust you?” Twan said.
“Because if wewe piss me off, after I fix Rene; I could kill wewe just with the touch of my pinky.” Is eyes widened a little, looking her over. You sure wewe wanna do this baby?
“Okay, let’s go.” He said. Yay! Big hug if I could! He cracked a smile as he followed Amethyst down the mitaani, mtaa to the infirmary.
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He held his guitar, strumming chords, softly imba [u]Give Me Love[u] kwa Ed Sheeran. He didn’t noticed Amara standing behind him, listening.
“Give me upendo like he, ‘cause lately I’ve been waking up alone, paint splattered teardrops on my shirt, told wewe I’d let them go…” Bentley stopped imba when he heard his daughter clapping.
“Yay daddy!” she exclaimed as she gave him a hug from behind. He cracked a small smile and turned around to give her a hug. The black haired girl giggled.
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The two of them walked down the mitaani, mtaa in silence, one behind the other. Twan, this is boring. Can we hurry up and make me alive again?
“We are going as fast as possible,” he alisema to himself.
“What did wewe say?” Amethyst alisema as she stopped, turning to face him.
“Nothing, just talking to myself…” She looked at him curiously, then turned around and continued walking. “Thanks a lot Rene,” the blonde haired boy mumbled. I’m sowwy… the voice alisema in a little kid voice. Twan smiled. “It’s okay babe,” he alisema quietly. Yay! Virtual hug, kinda! The blue eyed boy chuckled a little, trying to be quiet so the purple haired girl in front of him couldn’t hear him. You’re too quiet! Ggrr… JUST KIDDING! The voice laughed. Twan continued to stay quiet, smiling to himself, following Amethyst.
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A nurse sat in Rene’s room, waiting for Amethyst to get there. She sat there kusoma a magazine, when she heard a shock in the room. The nurse looked up and saw the dead girls’ collar, alama sparking up. The woman’s eyes grew wide as she stood up and backed away slowly, trying not to get hit kwa a spark.
“Rocky where the hell are you?” the woman mumbled.
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Amethyst walked into the infirmary and pushed open the door to Rene’s room, Twan following silently behind her. The nurse was in the back of the room, watching Rene’s collar, which had stopped sparking a few dakika earlier. The purple eyed girl nodded to the nurse, who left the room, the door swinging behind her as she left. Twan walked over to the dead body which used to be his girlfriend, stroking her cheek.
“So, wewe can bring her back? Right now?” He said, hope in his voice. No, she just came in here to tease you… YES SHE”S GONNA BRING ME BACK! He kept the same hopeful expression on his face, looking at Amethyst. She nodded.
“I just need to get some zaidi energy. I’ll be back in about half an hour.” She saluted with her middle and index finger and walked out the door into another room. Twan smiled, looking at Rene’s blanket covered body.
“I’ll finally have wewe back,” he whispered to himself.
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She walked into the inayofuata room and cracked her knuckles, getting ready to suck some zaidi energy out of a body that had just died. She stripped her gloves off her cold hands, placing them on the bedside table. She strode to the bed, pulling the blanket that covered the whole person body off only to their neck, inaonyesha the persons face. Carefully, she placed her hands on either side of the person face, making a green vapor appear this time above them. It filled her body as she stood there, concentration on the persons face as she sucked as much out of the body as possible. Her hands slowly peeled off of the persons face, leaving it looking hard and disfigured. She took the blanket and covered the face, grabbed her gloves, and walked out of the room.
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He sat in the room, holding Rene’s hand as he waited for the purple haired girl to return. The girl pushed open the door and walked over to Twan and Rene’s dead body. The blue eyed boy looked up at Amethyst.
“Ready?” She asked him. He nodded and let go of his dead girlfriend’s hand, got up, and backed away from the body. Amethyst placed her gloves on the bedside meza, jedwali and came over to Rene. She carefully turned her around without touching the red head’s body. The purple haired girl pulled the blanket off to onyesha Rene’s back where she was stabbed. She placed her hands on the scar and the room suddenly turned red with vapor. A swirling light surrounded the dead body, filling it with life energy. The purple eyed girl pulled her hand away and turned Rene’s body around so her face was up. Twan stood there, eyes wide. He walked over to the red head, hoping her eyes would open soon.
“I’m gonna go. She should recover soon. And she will have that scar through her moyo forever.” She grabbed her gloves and walked out while putting them on. The blonde haired boy stood over Rene, waiting for her brown eyes to flutter open. He took her hand and held it close to his heart; a tear ran down his face.
“Please wake up,” he whispered to himself, “please…” He stood there, holding her hand tight. He looked at the red head, a tear trickling down his face still. Rene’s body laid there, her eyes slowly opened one at a time, revealing her brown eyes. She looked up at the blue eyed boy holding her hand.
“Twan..?” she whispered. He smiled wide and hugged her tight.
“I missed wewe so much…” he whispered in her ear. She winced a little.
“Twan… you’re hurting me…” she said, struggling to get it out. He let go and smiled at her.
“Sorry babe.” She propped herself up a little.
“It’s okay…” she smiled a little. He smiled back.
“I missed that smile of yours too,” he said, his voice filled with joy. She smiled some more, looking at Twan. Her eyes opened wide.
“Bentley, where is he? Did Joker…” she looked down and then back up at him, “is he okay?” she whispered. He nodded and Rene let out a sigh of relief. She sat up and gave Twan a weak hug. He hugged her back, trying to be as careful as possible.
“I upendo you,” he said.
“I upendo wewe too.”
“She will be exactly the same as she was when she was alive; she just might be slightly weaker.” He looked at her, slightly confused.
“So, how does she come back to life?” She smiled slightly.
“Leave that to me…”
“And why should I trust you?” Twan said.
“Because if wewe piss me off, after I fix Rene; I could kill wewe just with the touch of my pinky.” Is eyes widened a little, looking her over. You sure wewe wanna do this baby?
“Okay, let’s go.” He said. Yay! Big hug if I could! He cracked a smile as he followed Amethyst down the mitaani, mtaa to the infirmary.
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He held his guitar, strumming chords, softly imba [u]Give Me Love[u] kwa Ed Sheeran. He didn’t noticed Amara standing behind him, listening.
“Give me upendo like he, ‘cause lately I’ve been waking up alone, paint splattered teardrops on my shirt, told wewe I’d let them go…” Bentley stopped imba when he heard his daughter clapping.
“Yay daddy!” she exclaimed as she gave him a hug from behind. He cracked a small smile and turned around to give her a hug. The black haired girl giggled.
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The two of them walked down the mitaani, mtaa in silence, one behind the other. Twan, this is boring. Can we hurry up and make me alive again?
“We are going as fast as possible,” he alisema to himself.
“What did wewe say?” Amethyst alisema as she stopped, turning to face him.
“Nothing, just talking to myself…” She looked at him curiously, then turned around and continued walking. “Thanks a lot Rene,” the blonde haired boy mumbled. I’m sowwy… the voice alisema in a little kid voice. Twan smiled. “It’s okay babe,” he alisema quietly. Yay! Virtual hug, kinda! The blue eyed boy chuckled a little, trying to be quiet so the purple haired girl in front of him couldn’t hear him. You’re too quiet! Ggrr… JUST KIDDING! The voice laughed. Twan continued to stay quiet, smiling to himself, following Amethyst.
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A nurse sat in Rene’s room, waiting for Amethyst to get there. She sat there kusoma a magazine, when she heard a shock in the room. The nurse looked up and saw the dead girls’ collar, alama sparking up. The woman’s eyes grew wide as she stood up and backed away slowly, trying not to get hit kwa a spark.
“Rocky where the hell are you?” the woman mumbled.
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Amethyst walked into the infirmary and pushed open the door to Rene’s room, Twan following silently behind her. The nurse was in the back of the room, watching Rene’s collar, which had stopped sparking a few dakika earlier. The purple eyed girl nodded to the nurse, who left the room, the door swinging behind her as she left. Twan walked over to the dead body which used to be his girlfriend, stroking her cheek.
“So, wewe can bring her back? Right now?” He said, hope in his voice. No, she just came in here to tease you… YES SHE”S GONNA BRING ME BACK! He kept the same hopeful expression on his face, looking at Amethyst. She nodded.
“I just need to get some zaidi energy. I’ll be back in about half an hour.” She saluted with her middle and index finger and walked out the door into another room. Twan smiled, looking at Rene’s blanket covered body.
“I’ll finally have wewe back,” he whispered to himself.
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She walked into the inayofuata room and cracked her knuckles, getting ready to suck some zaidi energy out of a body that had just died. She stripped her gloves off her cold hands, placing them on the bedside table. She strode to the bed, pulling the blanket that covered the whole person body off only to their neck, inaonyesha the persons face. Carefully, she placed her hands on either side of the person face, making a green vapor appear this time above them. It filled her body as she stood there, concentration on the persons face as she sucked as much out of the body as possible. Her hands slowly peeled off of the persons face, leaving it looking hard and disfigured. She took the blanket and covered the face, grabbed her gloves, and walked out of the room.
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He sat in the room, holding Rene’s hand as he waited for the purple haired girl to return. The girl pushed open the door and walked over to Twan and Rene’s dead body. The blue eyed boy looked up at Amethyst.
“Ready?” She asked him. He nodded and let go of his dead girlfriend’s hand, got up, and backed away from the body. Amethyst placed her gloves on the bedside meza, jedwali and came over to Rene. She carefully turned her around without touching the red head’s body. The purple haired girl pulled the blanket off to onyesha Rene’s back where she was stabbed. She placed her hands on the scar and the room suddenly turned red with vapor. A swirling light surrounded the dead body, filling it with life energy. The purple eyed girl pulled her hand away and turned Rene’s body around so her face was up. Twan stood there, eyes wide. He walked over to the red head, hoping her eyes would open soon.
“I’m gonna go. She should recover soon. And she will have that scar through her moyo forever.” She grabbed her gloves and walked out while putting them on. The blonde haired boy stood over Rene, waiting for her brown eyes to flutter open. He took her hand and held it close to his heart; a tear ran down his face.
“Please wake up,” he whispered to himself, “please…” He stood there, holding her hand tight. He looked at the red head, a tear trickling down his face still. Rene’s body laid there, her eyes slowly opened one at a time, revealing her brown eyes. She looked up at the blue eyed boy holding her hand.
“Twan..?” she whispered. He smiled wide and hugged her tight.
“I missed wewe so much…” he whispered in her ear. She winced a little.
“Twan… you’re hurting me…” she said, struggling to get it out. He let go and smiled at her.
“Sorry babe.” She propped herself up a little.
“It’s okay…” she smiled a little. He smiled back.
“I missed that smile of yours too,” he said, his voice filled with joy. She smiled some more, looking at Twan. Her eyes opened wide.
“Bentley, where is he? Did Joker…” she looked down and then back up at him, “is he okay?” she whispered. He nodded and Rene let out a sigh of relief. She sat up and gave Twan a weak hug. He hugged her back, trying to be as careful as possible.
“I upendo you,” he said.
“I upendo wewe too.”
"So you're just going to let him leave to D.C.?" Lexi stared at her older brother.
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy wewe idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then wewe obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but wewe don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes wewe think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming nyumbani au what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy wewe idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then wewe obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but wewe don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes wewe think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming nyumbani au what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, wewe see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, wewe see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
Name: Shane Parker
Alias: Psio
Age:Er...15?
Powers: -Ability to locate someone mentally
-“Psychometry”–the ability to learn things about the past au future of an object kwa touching it
-Flight (WINGSSSSSS!!!!)
Past: Shane grew up being experimented on. But not kwa the School. His own parents. His parents worked under CADMUS, until one night the Schools "Erasers" Found Shane's parents and killed them. Since then, Shane traveled back to the past to try and take down CADMUS along with the School.
Name: Arabelle "A" Cunningham
Hero Name: Portal
Age: 16
Powers: Able to create and enter portals made my touching any picha au cartoon/drawing; only she and one other can enter
Personality: Girly-girl, tough, does't take "no" for an answer most of the time, caring, sarcastic, a bit sassy
Appearance: Blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, strong build, slight english accent
Relationship: None
Civvies: Skinny black long sleeve, machungwa, chungwa and yellow scarf, skinny jeans, grey moccasins, fishtail braid
Hero Outfit: *See picture*
Past: She doesn't talk about it- only to people who she really cares about and trusts. But she was recommended kwa Phantom Stranger (Yes, that is an actual JLI member!!)). She encountered him kwa sheer accident while moonlighting.
I promise this time!!
Love, Doughnuts, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,
KatRox1))