Her claws retracted the instant she was released. As she landed killing blows, one thought crossed her mind. I know I swore never again to kill. I'm so sorry Alex. Forgive me. She pulled her claws back in and looked around. Talia had escaped, but Serepta, Anton, Salva, and cọp cái, hổ, con hổ cái were dead. She saw Terror and he gave her a small smile. She smiled back and ran over.
“When'd bạn get here?” she asked.
“A few phút ago.”
“Where's Bec?”
Cat watched in surprise as Terror gave her a sad smile and tears came to his eyes. Terror had never cried. Except with Blade. But she still was shocked.
“Becca's taking a standstill. Lizzie...um, she...”
“Oh no!”
Terror nodded and shook his head as if trying to release a bad thought.
“C'mon. There's still a war. We should help.”
Cat nodded and followed him. But in the midst of all the fighting, she had another thought. Now Becca's Mất tích everything she ever loved.
She leaned against the wall, tim, trái tim heavy and broken. What I wouldn't give to change fate's design! To finally succeed of killing the evil. But at a cost! A cost I never would have foreseen! She kicked the wall, tears streaming down her face. She took a deep breath. I shouldn't cry. Not while war still rages inside. A sudden crash called her attention and she pulled out her dagger.
“Sweet landing!!! That was awesome!”
“We need to work on it.”
She leaned against the tường again and put the dagger back. She walked towards the sounds and smiled lightly at the sight.
“Welcome to Hell, guardian angels. What can I get you?”
Both turned to look at her and smiled.
“Greetings warrior. Tis an honor.”
“Hiya Becca!”
Becca shook her head at the two.
“C'mon. We need your help inside. Amber is still alive.”
“Leave the demon witch to us.”
The two flew off in a blur. Leah and Rachel will make fast work of the others. But Amber is stronger than we anticipated. I better help.
She walked off towards the battle. Once inside, she could tell all Hell was breaking loose.
“When'd bạn get here?” she asked.
“A few phút ago.”
“Where's Bec?”
Cat watched in surprise as Terror gave her a sad smile and tears came to his eyes. Terror had never cried. Except with Blade. But she still was shocked.
“Becca's taking a standstill. Lizzie...um, she...”
“Oh no!”
Terror nodded and shook his head as if trying to release a bad thought.
“C'mon. There's still a war. We should help.”
Cat nodded and followed him. But in the midst of all the fighting, she had another thought. Now Becca's Mất tích everything she ever loved.
She leaned against the wall, tim, trái tim heavy and broken. What I wouldn't give to change fate's design! To finally succeed of killing the evil. But at a cost! A cost I never would have foreseen! She kicked the wall, tears streaming down her face. She took a deep breath. I shouldn't cry. Not while war still rages inside. A sudden crash called her attention and she pulled out her dagger.
“Sweet landing!!! That was awesome!”
“We need to work on it.”
She leaned against the tường again and put the dagger back. She walked towards the sounds and smiled lightly at the sight.
“Welcome to Hell, guardian angels. What can I get you?”
Both turned to look at her and smiled.
“Greetings warrior. Tis an honor.”
“Hiya Becca!”
Becca shook her head at the two.
“C'mon. We need your help inside. Amber is still alive.”
“Leave the demon witch to us.”
The two flew off in a blur. Leah and Rachel will make fast work of the others. But Amber is stronger than we anticipated. I better help.
She walked off towards the battle. Once inside, she could tell all Hell was breaking loose.
Gambette's Mardi Gras Costume
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
Cos Tyler is my fave' SHHH!
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Terror
Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
