If wewe forgot, since I don't use this OC very often, D'ia is DiamondShadow, which is the dark angel.
Sunlight glistened of her black wings as she flew to her new boyfriends temple, her soul somewhat coming back to her as she became happy from the thought of seeing him. Her white hair flew up into the air as she came down to the ground, wings coming back into her body, walking into the somewhat Aztec temple. The girls grey eyes looked around as she went to his throne, looking at all the blood incorporated tributes and statues. Once she reached the kiti cha enzi room, she saw Ez sitting on the throne, sternly talking to a few of his slaves. When he saw her, he smiles and told his slaves to leave him alone, not to disturb him. The crazy killer came down to her, smiling like an idiot as he looked at her porcelain, tiled face with a perfectly painted small smile. He stood in front of her, just staring at her, smiling so much that his cheeks hurt. The dark Angel threw her head back and let out a small laugh, her snow white hair getting into her face, covering her light grey eyes. He gave her a slightly confused look.
"What's so funny?" D'ia shook her head, her white hair moving with her head. She looked at him and smiled her small smile.
"You!" His red eyes gave her another confused look.
"How am I funny?" The dark Angel shrugged her shoulders and chuckled softly.
"You just are. Coming over here, saying nothing, just staring at me smiling." He turned a little red, embarrassed. D'ia laughed again, her grey eyes lit up with joy. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about sweetie!" Ez smiled at her, still a little red from blushing. The dark haired man picked her up and carried her to his throne, sitting down in it and holding her in his lap. The girls soul began to become good and pure, without her noticing, and revering to her 5-year-old Angel self. D'ia's body began to shrink as she rest her head on his shoulder. Ez looked down at her, his blood red eyes in shock and confusion.
"D'ia? What's happening?" The girl looked down at herself, then up at him.
"I have no idea..." she said, her voice trailing off slightly. As she shrunk down to about the size of a 5-year-old, her black wings sprung from her shoulder blades and began to molt, the new feathers coming quickly and as pure white as her hair. When she had completely stopped changing, she was a small angel, pure hearted and good, sitting in the lap of a blood crazy man, his moyo only pure and good for the one he loved.
"D'ia?" He asked, making sure it was her.
"Yes?" she replied, her voice a little zaidi high pitched and quiet than before.
"What happened?"
"I don't know," she said, looking back at her now white wings, "It seems I've become my 5-year-old Angel self from when after I died... But I don't know how it is possible." The red eyed man looked as his love, who had shrunk into a child before his eyes. He didn't know what to do. He was not good with children, and had never had to take care of one. Ez cleared his throat a little before speaking, after thinking for a few minutes.
"Maybe I could try a few spells. So wewe could become your age again."
"They might not work," she said, thinking, "some spells do not work on angels."
"I will only try if wewe let me." The porcelain, tiled doll nodded, giving him permission to try a few spells. The blood thirsty man smiles and picked her up, carrying her like she was a small baby; and took her to a kisima, chemchemi filled with blood. Ez pulled out a kisu and pushes it against his skin, not cutting yet. D'ia's eyes widened, seeing the sharp kisu at his skin.
"What are wewe doing?"
"Getting ready to start the spell."
"Do wewe have to cut yourself?" she asked, her voice quiet and full of fear.
"The spell works better when wewe use the blood of the person who loves the person the spell is being used on," he told her as he cut himself a little, some of the blood dripping into the pool, some falling onto her smooth pale skin.
"You are going to have to get into the pool for the spell babe." The girl put her arms out in front of her, trying to get him to lift her up into the blood. It took him a few sekunde to understand what she wanted, then finally picked the little girl up and set her in the blood. Ez began to mutter a spell, making the blood bubble and rise a little. D'ia looked at him, seeing him concentrate hard on the spell. The small girl looked down at herself, noticing her body changing as he chanted the spell. She went from age 5 to age 8, age 8 to age 14, until she finally became 17-years-old once more.
"Sweetie, wewe can stop now," she told him, her voice full of purity and generosity. He stopped chanting, the blood calming down in the pool D'ia still sat in, and came down to the floor, most of his energy drained from his concentration. The girl came out of the pool, blood dripping on the floor as she sat inayofuata to him, lifting his head with her thin hand.
"Sweetie? Are wewe okay?" she asked him, her voice soft and worried.
"I'm fine babe. The spell just uses a lot of my power, but it was worth it to bring wewe back," he said, smiling up at her. The Angel smiled an innocent smile back at him, planting a gentile kiss on his cheek. He started to smile at her uncontrollably, making her laugh softly again, her snowy hair flying into her face.
"Babe, could wewe get me up? I don't have enough strength to stand." She nodded and picked him up, holding him as if she were cradling him like a child. D'ia walked over to his Aztec looking kiti cha enzi and sat him down in it, standing in front of him, her white feathery wings in the air. Ez smiled and pat his lap, wanting her to sit down with him.
"Are wewe sure?" The blood thirsty man nodded, extending a hand towards her. The Angel took his hand and carefully sat down in his lap, resting her head on his shoulder. He smiled, wrapping and arm around her after she put her wings back into her shoulder blades. D'ia curled up in his lap, cuddling closer to him without hurting him. Ex wrapped his arms around her, holding her protectively as he fell asleep in his throne. Before he fell asleep, the Angel whispered something to him.
"I upendo you," she said.
"I upendo wewe too," he said, his face in a permanent smile as he fell asleep.
Sunlight glistened of her black wings as she flew to her new boyfriends temple, her soul somewhat coming back to her as she became happy from the thought of seeing him. Her white hair flew up into the air as she came down to the ground, wings coming back into her body, walking into the somewhat Aztec temple. The girls grey eyes looked around as she went to his throne, looking at all the blood incorporated tributes and statues. Once she reached the kiti cha enzi room, she saw Ez sitting on the throne, sternly talking to a few of his slaves. When he saw her, he smiles and told his slaves to leave him alone, not to disturb him. The crazy killer came down to her, smiling like an idiot as he looked at her porcelain, tiled face with a perfectly painted small smile. He stood in front of her, just staring at her, smiling so much that his cheeks hurt. The dark Angel threw her head back and let out a small laugh, her snow white hair getting into her face, covering her light grey eyes. He gave her a slightly confused look.
"What's so funny?" D'ia shook her head, her white hair moving with her head. She looked at him and smiled her small smile.
"You!" His red eyes gave her another confused look.
"How am I funny?" The dark Angel shrugged her shoulders and chuckled softly.
"You just are. Coming over here, saying nothing, just staring at me smiling." He turned a little red, embarrassed. D'ia laughed again, her grey eyes lit up with joy. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about sweetie!" Ez smiled at her, still a little red from blushing. The dark haired man picked her up and carried her to his throne, sitting down in it and holding her in his lap. The girls soul began to become good and pure, without her noticing, and revering to her 5-year-old Angel self. D'ia's body began to shrink as she rest her head on his shoulder. Ez looked down at her, his blood red eyes in shock and confusion.
"D'ia? What's happening?" The girl looked down at herself, then up at him.
"I have no idea..." she said, her voice trailing off slightly. As she shrunk down to about the size of a 5-year-old, her black wings sprung from her shoulder blades and began to molt, the new feathers coming quickly and as pure white as her hair. When she had completely stopped changing, she was a small angel, pure hearted and good, sitting in the lap of a blood crazy man, his moyo only pure and good for the one he loved.
"D'ia?" He asked, making sure it was her.
"Yes?" she replied, her voice a little zaidi high pitched and quiet than before.
"What happened?"
"I don't know," she said, looking back at her now white wings, "It seems I've become my 5-year-old Angel self from when after I died... But I don't know how it is possible." The red eyed man looked as his love, who had shrunk into a child before his eyes. He didn't know what to do. He was not good with children, and had never had to take care of one. Ez cleared his throat a little before speaking, after thinking for a few minutes.
"Maybe I could try a few spells. So wewe could become your age again."
"They might not work," she said, thinking, "some spells do not work on angels."
"I will only try if wewe let me." The porcelain, tiled doll nodded, giving him permission to try a few spells. The blood thirsty man smiles and picked her up, carrying her like she was a small baby; and took her to a kisima, chemchemi filled with blood. Ez pulled out a kisu and pushes it against his skin, not cutting yet. D'ia's eyes widened, seeing the sharp kisu at his skin.
"What are wewe doing?"
"Getting ready to start the spell."
"Do wewe have to cut yourself?" she asked, her voice quiet and full of fear.
"The spell works better when wewe use the blood of the person who loves the person the spell is being used on," he told her as he cut himself a little, some of the blood dripping into the pool, some falling onto her smooth pale skin.
"You are going to have to get into the pool for the spell babe." The girl put her arms out in front of her, trying to get him to lift her up into the blood. It took him a few sekunde to understand what she wanted, then finally picked the little girl up and set her in the blood. Ez began to mutter a spell, making the blood bubble and rise a little. D'ia looked at him, seeing him concentrate hard on the spell. The small girl looked down at herself, noticing her body changing as he chanted the spell. She went from age 5 to age 8, age 8 to age 14, until she finally became 17-years-old once more.
"Sweetie, wewe can stop now," she told him, her voice full of purity and generosity. He stopped chanting, the blood calming down in the pool D'ia still sat in, and came down to the floor, most of his energy drained from his concentration. The girl came out of the pool, blood dripping on the floor as she sat inayofuata to him, lifting his head with her thin hand.
"Sweetie? Are wewe okay?" she asked him, her voice soft and worried.
"I'm fine babe. The spell just uses a lot of my power, but it was worth it to bring wewe back," he said, smiling up at her. The Angel smiled an innocent smile back at him, planting a gentile kiss on his cheek. He started to smile at her uncontrollably, making her laugh softly again, her snowy hair flying into her face.
"Babe, could wewe get me up? I don't have enough strength to stand." She nodded and picked him up, holding him as if she were cradling him like a child. D'ia walked over to his Aztec looking kiti cha enzi and sat him down in it, standing in front of him, her white feathery wings in the air. Ez smiled and pat his lap, wanting her to sit down with him.
"Are wewe sure?" The blood thirsty man nodded, extending a hand towards her. The Angel took his hand and carefully sat down in his lap, resting her head on his shoulder. He smiled, wrapping and arm around her after she put her wings back into her shoulder blades. D'ia curled up in his lap, cuddling closer to him without hurting him. Ex wrapped his arms around her, holding her protectively as he fell asleep in his throne. Before he fell asleep, the Angel whispered something to him.
"I upendo you," she said.
"I upendo wewe too," he said, his face in a permanent smile as he fell asleep.
SUPER IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT ABOUT THE POSSIBILITY OF ARROWETTE (CISSIE KING-JONES) APPEARING IN YOUNG JUSTICE.
Okay, here are the facts, confirmed kwa Greg Weissman himself:
As of 2.05 "Bloodlines" Cissie is 14. Bart is 14.
When asked about Cissie, Greg at first stated Cissie's ten sekunde cameo was merely a "taste"
Bart and Cissie had a romantic relationship in the comics.
Cissie King-Jones did appear in "Insecurity". (She was the blonde girl fascinated with Arty saving her dad.
Greg refuses to hakikisha au deny the archer in the poster is male au female. Though it is most likely male.
GREG WEISSMAN HAS STATED THAT IF aliyopewa ENOUGH EPISODES (Season 3/4) CISSIE KING-JONES WILL RETURN AS ARROWETTE!!!!!!
Also: Sme artwork from the guy who does the artwork for YJ:
link
Okay, here are the facts, confirmed kwa Greg Weissman himself:
As of 2.05 "Bloodlines" Cissie is 14. Bart is 14.
When asked about Cissie, Greg at first stated Cissie's ten sekunde cameo was merely a "taste"
Bart and Cissie had a romantic relationship in the comics.
Cissie King-Jones did appear in "Insecurity". (She was the blonde girl fascinated with Arty saving her dad.
Greg refuses to hakikisha au deny the archer in the poster is male au female. Though it is most likely male.
GREG WEISSMAN HAS STATED THAT IF aliyopewa ENOUGH EPISODES (Season 3/4) CISSIE KING-JONES WILL RETURN AS ARROWETTE!!!!!!
Also: Sme artwork from the guy who does the artwork for YJ:
link
age: 15
gender: male
powers: he has the power to see someones actions and copy their moves exactly the same. (( but he cant copy superpowers unfortunatley))
skills: he has skills in fighting and outsmarting his eneimes with his big mouth.
appearance: dark brown hair but can be different shade of brown depending on lighting and has brown eyes that can fade to green at times au blue.
Personality: he is very friendly to people around him and is often very funny and a practical jokester when he wants to be and makes funny faces au funny noises to get people to smile.
others: his eyes change color to the person hes copying. and he has a cute laugh
Daily Episode
siku Forty-Two:
Static Shock Episode Ten: "Junior"
Link: link
Summary:
Edwin Alva Jr., does whatever he can to earn his father's respect, even going so far as to discover a method to control the effects of the Big Bang fluid. However, Alva completely dismisses his son, causing him to become angry and become Omnifarius, destroying everything his father holds dear with catastrophic results.
SOOOOOOOOO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!!!!!!!! My baby(iest) bro had a pizza party for four hours this morning, then my baby(middle) bro had swimming for three hours immediately afterward and a four saa birthday party (still going on), but I found some time to get this out!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
siku Forty-Two:
Static Shock Episode Ten: "Junior"
Link: link
Summary:
Edwin Alva Jr., does whatever he can to earn his father's respect, even going so far as to discover a method to control the effects of the Big Bang fluid. However, Alva completely dismisses his son, causing him to become angry and become Omnifarius, destroying everything his father holds dear with catastrophic results.
SOOOOOOOOO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!!!!!!!! My baby(iest) bro had a pizza party for four hours this morning, then my baby(middle) bro had swimming for three hours immediately afterward and a four saa birthday party (still going on), but I found some time to get this out!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
Daily Episode
siku Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
Link: link
Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives nyumbani early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture kwa Ebon.
siku Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
Link: link
Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives nyumbani early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture kwa Ebon.