Don't take this as a coming back, I got bored and wrote this..
"You killed them, Brendan." A deep voice stood in complete darkness, to where even Fangs eyes couldn't see.
"Did, not." Each breath was pain to him. It hurt to breathe, move, think. Fang wanted to curl up and die, but he didn't.
Then how did they, hm? The voice spoke again but closer.
"Bombing.." Fang's voice was ruff. His dark black hair had grown back to it's normal length before it was cut off. He grunted and shook the hair from his eyes.
"Lies."
"I'm not lieing." He grunted and clenched his fists when an electric shock went through his body. "Nyggh. Damn bastards!" He shouted and janked at his restraints. Fang was dressed in a black v-neck shirt, along with his usual black jeans and vans. His leather jackets had long cuts and burn marks on it. "I'll kill wewe all." He alisema through gritted teeth. Fang dark brown eyes darted around the room, searching a plan of escape. He had been captured on his way back from a Navy Base. Fang had been missing for two months, and he was beginning to wonder if he would ever escape. The avian kept yanking at the restraints until he broke them. Fang fell mbele from the chair and landed on the cold hard floor, he sucked in a deep breath and shakily got up. Leaning against the ukuta for support, Fang made his way out of the building, breathing heavily, taking down security guards as he went through. He hissed when the bright light shone in his eyes. Fang slowly unfurled his stiff wings and blurred upward, out of sight and out of mind.
That's that..and everyone here probably hates me, but oh well..sorry.
"You killed them, Brendan." A deep voice stood in complete darkness, to where even Fangs eyes couldn't see.
"Did, not." Each breath was pain to him. It hurt to breathe, move, think. Fang wanted to curl up and die, but he didn't.
Then how did they, hm? The voice spoke again but closer.
"Bombing.." Fang's voice was ruff. His dark black hair had grown back to it's normal length before it was cut off. He grunted and shook the hair from his eyes.
"Lies."
"I'm not lieing." He grunted and clenched his fists when an electric shock went through his body. "Nyggh. Damn bastards!" He shouted and janked at his restraints. Fang was dressed in a black v-neck shirt, along with his usual black jeans and vans. His leather jackets had long cuts and burn marks on it. "I'll kill wewe all." He alisema through gritted teeth. Fang dark brown eyes darted around the room, searching a plan of escape. He had been captured on his way back from a Navy Base. Fang had been missing for two months, and he was beginning to wonder if he would ever escape. The avian kept yanking at the restraints until he broke them. Fang fell mbele from the chair and landed on the cold hard floor, he sucked in a deep breath and shakily got up. Leaning against the ukuta for support, Fang made his way out of the building, breathing heavily, taking down security guards as he went through. He hissed when the bright light shone in his eyes. Fang slowly unfurled his stiff wings and blurred upward, out of sight and out of mind.
That's that..and everyone here probably hates me, but oh well..sorry.
age: 17
Gender: male
Apereance: blond hair, bleuw eyes, half lion.(see pick)
Powes: animal sences,animal strengt, retractebel claws.
Personalaty: loyal, impulsif, always protects his friends, often dont think and just act on his animal instinks.
Realation to team: he is gunfires long Lost twin brother.
History: he is gunfires twin brother, but when he was 5 years old he got Lost in the woods around gotham, and after thad got raised kwa lions. He leand thad is brother was still in gotham a fewe weeks zamani and gunfire told him about the cave, thouw somtings are still stance to hime, beceas he lived in the wild whit the lions fore 12 years.
Notes:
he speaks normaly englys beceast he leard thad before he got lost.
he is not used to interacting whit pepol well anymore
He hase a knive made out of bone, thad he somtimes uses, thouw he prefers the uses of he owne claws.
Name: Kaleb Anton
Alias: Arkana
Age: 17
Alliance: Hero
Appearance: shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, 5'10", pale skin
Personality: kind, caring, withdrawn, doesn't trust people easily, stubborn, brave
Powers: He has transformation powers that allow him to alter his appearance, martial arts, fights with a bow staff with a hidden blade
Bio: His life as a kid was normal, he went to school, he helped at his dad's shop. When he was sixteen he left his family after discovering his powers. He trained for a mwaka abroad before joining the team