Discord and Ciel~

And this is my last remaining filter on my last remaining words
It’s leaving the taste of something uchungu, chungu on my tongue

Blood sputtered from her mouth. Lips quivering as she peered up to the girl's limp body in the man's arms. The girl she swore to protect. There was no way he was going take Melissa's life before her own.

I’m leaving a letter full of reasons along with a line that starts to blur
Into a page that says wewe faded way too young

"Me..Mel..." She strained to get the words out as maroon liquid continued falling. Mel opened her zumaridi, zamaradi eyes, and in them Blade could see the fear behind...

“Give me till afternoon.”
“Tara no!”
She ignored Alek's protests, fixing her eyes on the other party in the room. He dark red eyes looked her over once.
“I'll give wewe till three after. Then I'll be back to collect you.”
“Come alone Kuran.”
He gave her a smile.
“I will.”
She nodded, watching as they left. Then she swiftly turned, exciting the room. Alek, Silver, Ciel, and Fang followed her; Fang for majibu zaidi than anything.
“Tara what are wewe doing?! Who was that?”
Alek moved into her path and she avoided his eyes.
“Who is he?”
“His name is Satstruiku Kuran. He is an...

I got kinda bored tonight so....yeah. 

"First one around the track wins," Brendan stared at Jaime and Lexi. "GO!" Lexi took off running with Jaime on her heels. 
"And wewe called Conway slow!" Lexi laughed and ran backwards. 
"C'mon Princess!*" 
"Shut up Lexi!" Jaime growled and ran faster. 
"Slow poke, slow poke!" Lexi taunted him and crossed the mark still several feet in front of her brother. She pranced around her father then left the track. Brendan sighed. 
"Jaime."
"What?"
"Seriously? wewe just got beat kwa your sister who's four years younger than you."
"Shes had zaidi practice!"
"That's because...

Name: unknown

Hero Name: Bloodmist

Age: 16 turning 17 soon

Appearance: he wears a pull over mask so its unknown what he looks like other than him being a well built person and is tall.

Personality: he has the habbit of sneaking up on people and is very mysterious, he has a very cocky and sarcastic attitude which often ends up pissing of certian people ( cough cough Blade)

Powers/Skills: has no powers, but has skills in sword combat and hand to hand combat. His suit often helps him with his skills, he has grappling hook wrist compartments in his suit so he can swing from building to building, he...

Finally! Done!
Anyways-These are my OC’s, some of them are my old ones that are have been redone (Those ones have a * on the side of them) and the others are some new ones.
Enjoy!
P.S I know. Its a lot. But its not like I'm RPing them. Its overcrowding in this place. This is just for a fanfic. (Which will come out shortly-promise!)

*Name: Steel
Secret ID: charlotte Valerie Hale
Age: 15
Occupation: Hero
Appearance: Straight long blonde hair, blue eyes, slight build.
Powers: Superhuman strength, superhuman reflexes, longer stamina, mind reader, telekinesis, flight, superhuman eyesight and superhuman...

Probably should have ilitumwa this 'bout 5 au 6 months ago... *shrug* No regrets!


Name: Niccollo "Nic" L Canis

Alternate: Blaze

Age: 16

Physical description: 6'2", pale skine, dark blue eyes, brown-almost-black hair

Stats: Single.

Hometown: Liverpool, England.

Personality: acts cold and commanding toward most people, doesn't like to onyesha any emotion au weakness, a bit egotistical and flirty sometimes.

Powers: can control flames and create them; if he flames up completely he can fly.

Civvies: jeans, leather jacket, Green siku t-shirt, (his biological father's) dog tags,

Hero uniform: not really a hero,...

Muahahahahahahaha!!!





Fang struggled against the ducktape that bound his hands behind his back. We were in the bathroom, Fang was propped up against the wall. He looked at eleven mwaka old me.
"Mel! Let me go!" He shouted. I only giggled.
"Not untill I get your eyebrows!" I said, smirking, holding up the strip of cloth. His eyes widened. I giggled evily. Fang struggled even more.
"No! Dont touch my eyebrows!" He yelled, struggling, growling. I pulled the stick, half covered in sticky, hot wax, out of the bowl. Then spread it on two strips of cloth.
"Mel! Dont wewe dare!" He said. I giggled more, then...

Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I wasn't allowed on the computer... We get kind of a flashback in the beginning.

The sekunde Eric left the cave, Fin turned to the other two teens, eyes glittering with trouble. Hayden glanced at her, nudging Fang. "What's with her?"
Fin's innocent smile grew into a mischievous smirk. Hayden began to feel a growing sense of worry, turning to the bird-kid. "She's smirking. Why is she smirking?!"
Fang, who was zaidi focused on the over-hyper Aisling, ignored this. "We gave Ash sugar, didn't we?"
"Yeah, but is that important?"
"Yes! She goes insane off sugar! She's as...

She placed a warm towel on the little girls forehead and sat on the coffee meza, jedwali across the kitanda staring at her sadly, " Sil maybe wewe should just go relax..." he said, she turned to Bentley and sighed " what if she doesnt wake up... what if she doesnt have any parents... " she muttered out. Bentlley looked at Aryess and sighed " just go relax please.... well figure this out.... " he muttered, she let out a shaken breath and stood up walking over to Bentley " if i couldnt relax last night what makes wewe think i can now... " Aryess gazed up at him with tired eyes. Bentley sighed and looked...

So, since my sister was begging me, I let her, dont kill me!




Name: Alex Jephin.

Alias: White Lotus

Appearance: Red hair, blue eyes, fair skin.

Civvies: Jeans, white tank top.

'Stume: link

Weapons: Sword

Powers: Invisibilty, Sonic Scream, Levitation.

Skills: Acrobatic, Swordskill. Martial Arts Master.

Past: Has been trained hardcore since childhood. Trained to be fast, and able to escape an organisation called "The Undead". Mastering all movements but, one her father called "The Wind Willow". She struggles with the move, but wont accept help. Her mom died giving birth to her. She went to the League after...

The boy opened his eyes to white light. 
"Whaa?" His speech was slurred, he tried moving his body, but it was stuck to the table. 
"Don't move. It's worthless." A figure in the shadows spoke, only inaonyesha their white shoes. 
"What...?" the boy blinked, trying gain his vision. 
"Your paralyzed as of now, but don't worry. When wewe leave, you'll be able to....walk." The boy studied the burns and bruises on his body. 
"What did wewe do to me?" 
"We helped you..what else?" the figure moved and crossed his arms. "I'll be back later. Try not to go anywhere." The figure opened the door and left the...

A sharp knocking came at the door. Artemis jerked awake from Wally’s shoulder and looked up. “I’ll get it babe.”

The blonde stood up and slid on the vazi she had laying over the back of the couch. Artemis walked out of the bedroom and through the living room before opening the door. A man in Bermuda shorts and a hawaiin shati stood outside the door. A low straw hat hid his features, but he was deathly pale.

“Hello,” Artemis said, somewhat nervously.

“Hello, Miss Grant.” The almost sinister voice came.

“This is Miss West.” Artemis replied.

A small chuckle. “I’m looking...

Cuz I thought it would be fun! 35 stinkin ways!





1. Poke her in between her wings, then run away cackling maniacily.

2. Hug her, then say "Oops, I thought wewe were someone else." then walk away.

3. Take away her teddy.

4. Take away her over-sized sweashirt.

5. Say she looks an awful lot like Brittany Spears with her blonde hair.

6. Rub her stomach, then say "Ooooooh!"

7. Dye her hair. She will kill you. Period.

8. When she is sleeping, write tomorrow's tarehe on the back of her neck with sharpie, then point it out later.

9. Poke Devin, then Fang, then her, then say "Looks like Darth Vader had kids..."...

Screams filled the air as the glass rained down. Declan doubled-over and held the boy in his arms tightly, shielding him with his body. He heard the ZIP! of friction and glanced up under the bill of his fedora.
Figures dressed in all black were sliding down on ropes through the shattered sky lights. They kept coming and coming. The scariest part was the ghoulish clown masks they wore.
Declan looked toward the doors, the windows, the balconies. All were now guarded kwa masked men. The party guests stood frozen in shock, in terror as these new arrivals pushed through the crowd to line the walls....

I feel the rush of the wind, my panting breath, the cold stone of the tall glass fortress underneath my boots. I see the grand city as I stand in my red armor. In a sudden songesha I launch a rope from a small metal device and I’m flying through the air, like my name sake a robin. I’m a bird flying through the air, my duty to protect the city is strong in my heart. I-
“Prince Richard! Prince Richard!” I sigh as I tear my eyes away from the skyline from the ngome windows.
“Yes, Wallace?” I ask, as I look at the fastest messenger in the kingdom, his face was pink from the cold winds and...

This makala has been in my Drafts section for TOOOO long.
To keep note this is what I originally wanted Shadow to be when I first got introduced to this "OC club thingy". But since I thought about the character I thought it was just "Not modern".
I don't know if this should be made into a different person au what, your choice. (write in maoni please!)
I just wanted wewe to see it 'cause from memory, it took me AGES to make her.
Note: ^ I just added that now. Down is the bio.

Name: Maria Kyle

Code Name: Black Phantom

Other Aliases: Sakura, Cheery (Only in civilian life)

Age: 13

Occupation: Ninja/Hero/Orphan...

Okay, spoilers for Darkest (if wewe haven't seen it wewe have no life). Otherwise, just...read and comment? pwEASE.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to rule

Kyra passed kwa the remnants of the cave, and glanced back at Demon, who was fingering the blade of her katana. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m dead serious.”
“But the cave was our home!”
“Then wewe can remain here and make sure it’s real. But I’m not joking with you. This is what happens to you-- to us all in a couple years.”
She walked straight...

Always Here


9 Years Ago...

Sam walked around the ballroom smiling at everyone, nodding, shaking hands. His mom's annual Summer Solstice party took place right before his birthday, so she counted it as his party.

Sam was startled to hear a familiar voice right behind him. He turned to see the police lieutenant from three years zamani talking to his mom. A red-headed girl was standing inayofuata to him. She looked to be around Sam's age, so he decided to go see the police officer again.

"Sam!" his mother exclaimed. She grabbed her son's arm and dragged him over to where she was standing. "Captain, have you...

Flying


13 Years Ago...

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Kids of all ages! Welcome, to the Haly Circus!"

The crowd erupted into cheers, Sam groaned as hs father dragged him into a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to him. "Why did we have to go to a circus?" the eleven mwaka old groaned. "I mean honestly, I've got better things to do."

"You can spend some time with me rather than beating up another nine mwaka old." his father alisema harshly, taking a bite of popcorn. "Or stealing from the vending machine."

Sam made a face and slouched down in his kiti, kiti cha while his father continued to eat popcorn. Sam knew why he was really here. His father...

"You're awake?"
Aryess nodded without taking her eye of the view through the floor-to-ceiling tinted windows of the sky scraper.
The man walked up and stood beside his sister, examining her out of the corner of his eye.
The teen wore loose sweat-pants and a black tank-top. She had tied her hair back in a braid, allowing full view of her storm grey irises, dark as the clouds were gathering outside. Her face was drawn and paler than usual and every muscle was tensed.
"No offense, but wewe look like crap," Declan stated.
"I feel like crap," she admitted. "Where's my suit?"
"Getting repaired. The entire...