Young Justice OC'S!!! Article: Clans of Trouble Online Chapter 3

posted by Mclovin_69

Bentley

She smirked running her hand down the nape of his neck leaving a burning sensation with her touch, he winced but refused to onyesha weakness, she let out a small sigh staring into his eyes that refused to look into hers. " Cmon sweetie......you cant just look at me...." she muttered seductivly, he hesitated and finally glanced at her with a glare. " Why are wewe doing this...." he muttered out, " doing what....im doing so much already...." she muttered with a smirk in his ear letting the heat hit his ear like the heat of sitting too close to a fireplace that wewe could never get away from. " Doing this....all of this....why cant wewe just let me go.....", " now the boss wouldnt like that....im here to keep wewe from getting out of line along with the other prisioners here...." she muttered looking at him with her rich machungwa, chungwa eyes that suprisingly showed innocence and good instead of guilt and evil. " Why choose to keep me here then..." Bentley muttered " why keep anyone down here in this dark hole, dont wewe know that im used to this, dont wewe know this isnt new to me ". She bit her lip and stood up and made her way to the bar doors, " why do wewe bring people down here, why do wewe keep them down here ", her pale fingers and nails that were painted the colour of blood wrapped around one of the cold bars as she store ahead of her thinking about his words. " Our people down here die.....were not like wewe creatures that live for the darkness and lonleyness reality brings in this world.... we need to onyesha that were not weak....were going to onyesha were not going to be under estimated....were going to win this war....." she muttered out with an echo, as she let go of the bar and it slid open automatically, as she walked off with clatters that made their way disappearing down the hallway the sound of the bar door closing once zaidi and a click of the lock filled the room before everything went silence once more.

As her red heels walked kwa another dark cell two red eyes peered up watching her make her way up the stairs, she ran up to the bars peering as best she could outside of her cell, darkness crept its way into the room as the door that locked this room up closed with a creak and slam. Dull torches barely lit the stone hallway making just the tiniest bit of light for those who dwell down here to see something a bit familiar to the world and light in the real world beyond this world.

Eclipse-YJ ((Best last line ever!))

BladeYJ ((WHO'S THE CHICK WITH ORANGE EYES! WHO'S THE CHICK IN THE CELL!? POOR BENTLEY.. ILOVEYOU)) What.. ((HOW SOON CAN YOU HAVE 4 OUT?))

Mclovin_69 ( rubs fake gotee ) who is the sassy red haired girl we all know?????/ hmmm couldnt she quite possibly be the girl in the cell hmmmmmmmmmm

BladeYJ ((*ROLLS AROUND* I KNOW! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)) o*o ((Write part 4))

SilverWings13 I probs should have read this 8 hrs ago... All I have to say: Unleash the prisoners! And part 4, of course! ;)

Since I haven't in a while...

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Tara & Alek

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Mel's puppy! X3

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Me and my panya xD

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LOOK~

posted by Robin_Love

Marc-Healer

Isn't he a cutie~? :3

Name: Macrucio
Alias: Marc
Occupation: healer
Powers: No powers but, as of test results, an unlimited intelligence to the realm of healing and a few defensive magic spells
History:Marc has many pasts. He first lived in the time of the Plague. He's soul has been regenerated into a new body each time he dies. His intelligence is above average but he still attends a school in order to give a normal appearance. He sometimes forgets that not every human lived in the many centuries he did and speaks in different tongues of Old English. He was able to learn a few simple spells and...

Apart We Grow

posted by SilverWings13

As the shade of night deepened, the lights of the city sparked, setting it a light once more. Shadows were cast, and with it, the shelter for the nocturnal creatures who prowled their way through the city only when their pray was least expecting. It was cowardly, though clever in an over-used sense.
These creatures, with their metal weapons and gruesome natures, had to be handled to keep them from over-powering the innocents. There were people to do that, and the boy who now perched on the ledge was one of them. But he had done his duty for the time being, and Titanium was ready to fall into...

Special Mission Part 1

posted by ReneYJ

"Damn it!" I said, "Stupid computer, it so slow." I shut the purple laptop closed, harshly, and put my head in my hands. I was sitting in my shabby apartment in Gotham, trying to locate that one insane villain I’ve been chasing for years, the Joker. I looked for reports and sightings, but he hasn't been seen in days ever since his last crime.
"Rene, calm down," my boyfriend Kent said,” he'll onyesha up eventually."
"Whatever," I alisema as I shot him a dirty look and ran into my room. I laid on the bed, head facing the ceiling. What if I can't find him, I thought, what if this is just a waste...

Memory part 15

posted by Robin_Love

“Ouch. That hurt, Dylan.”
“It was meant to.”
He took his shades off, looked t them, and tucked them into the front of his shirt.
“Now. What's the real reason wewe came here?”
“Call it a shopping spree.”
“Find what wewe wanted?”
“Still looking, but I saw something I like.”
“Terribly sorry princess.”
Dylan stood and walked out the door. Rylan followed him.
“No need to leave, Spade.”
“It's hilarious.”
Rylan caught up to him.
“What is so hilarious?”
“The fact that wewe think we belong together because my last name coordinates with your hero name. That is what's hilarious.”...