“Heads up!”
She turned just in time to block the on-coming sword.
“Hey!”
“What?”
The metal screeched together before pulling away.
“That wasn't at all fair!”
“You think your other opponents will play fair?”
He came at her again, but she dodged and made a jab at his chest. He hopped backwards and blocked.
“You're still doing it wrong.”
“Shut up!”
He lunged for another attack, this time catching her shoulder. She hissed at the pain before attempting to hit him again. He just blocked before sending another nhanh, swift mark. No matter how many times she came at him, he was better. Frustration built inside her. Finally, she charged him. He sidestepped her, giving her an extra push as she ran by. The sword fell out of her hands and she fell. The cold metal of his sword at her neck told her not to move.
“Match.”
She glared up at him, eyes flashing red. He put the sword away and knelt beside her.
“You're still letting emotions control you.”
She ignored him. He sighed and pulled out some gauze. He moved to bọc her shoulder, but she slapped his hands away.
“Don't bother. While I may not be able to fight, I heal pretty well. And faster than humans.”
“You can't fight with emotion. It's a weakness.”
“Just like everything else. I know. bạn told me.”
Cat folded her arms across her chest.
“Fine. Throw your tantrum.”
She watched Ciret walk away and then went back to looking around. She had no clue how long she'd been here. hoặc where here was. Ciret refused to answer, telling her that some mysteries were left solved on their own account. She looked at the sword a few feet away from her. She hadn't told Ciret, but she had been trained to fight without emotions from ngày one. He just had a tendency of knowing which buttons to push at what time. She smiled a little as she picked the sword up. Alex had always pushed her buttons until she ended up focusing her anger into energy.
Then he made up for it bởi baking her cookies. She wiped away the stray tears. This was no time to think about Alex. She had to find out where she was and why Ciret had such a huge interest in her. She hefted the sword. Wait a second. She tested it in each hand. This sword was too heavy for her. She growled and chucked it at the wall. It fell to the floor, clattering dully. No wonder it had been hard to keep up. Ciret had được trao her a sword she couldn't use! She turned to follow the direction he had went only to find him standing there at the edge of the mat.
“You gave me a useless sword!”
“It's not useless. bạn just can't use it.”
Her eyes narrowed and her hands molded into fists. She could feel the metal in her bones.
“Why am I here? Are bạn using me for some kind of bait?!”
“Bait? Hmm...I never even thought of that. But no. I just enjoy your company.”
“Well I tire of yours!”
He raised his eyebrows.
“Where did the harmless kitten go? And why does a con beo, panther stand in her place?”
“I'm not a toy. Remember that. While I may be, as people say, a kitten, I have claws and fangs. I'm not afraid to use either.”
“So I can see. But do they do bạn any good?”
She growled and sent a cú đấm to his face. He was quick and moved away, but she was able to kick him down. He stayed on his hands and knees. He swept a hand across his face. She hesitated but saw she'd hurt him thêm than she had intended.
“Ciret? Are bạn okay?”
She knelt in front of him.
“I didn't mean to hurt bạn that badly. I'm sorry.”
“It's fine,” he grunted.
He put a hand over his eyes.
“Look at me. Let me see what's wrong.”
“I'm fine.”
“Let me see.”
He looked up at her hesitantly and she gasped, stumbling backwards. Her tim, trái tim raced before leaping into her throat.
“No. It can't...how...”
He stared at her through golden eyes, a sheepish and regretful look on his face.
“Hey kitten. Long time no see.”
She turned just in time to block the on-coming sword.
“Hey!”
“What?”
The metal screeched together before pulling away.
“That wasn't at all fair!”
“You think your other opponents will play fair?”
He came at her again, but she dodged and made a jab at his chest. He hopped backwards and blocked.
“You're still doing it wrong.”
“Shut up!”
He lunged for another attack, this time catching her shoulder. She hissed at the pain before attempting to hit him again. He just blocked before sending another nhanh, swift mark. No matter how many times she came at him, he was better. Frustration built inside her. Finally, she charged him. He sidestepped her, giving her an extra push as she ran by. The sword fell out of her hands and she fell. The cold metal of his sword at her neck told her not to move.
“Match.”
She glared up at him, eyes flashing red. He put the sword away and knelt beside her.
“You're still letting emotions control you.”
She ignored him. He sighed and pulled out some gauze. He moved to bọc her shoulder, but she slapped his hands away.
“Don't bother. While I may not be able to fight, I heal pretty well. And faster than humans.”
“You can't fight with emotion. It's a weakness.”
“Just like everything else. I know. bạn told me.”
Cat folded her arms across her chest.
“Fine. Throw your tantrum.”
She watched Ciret walk away and then went back to looking around. She had no clue how long she'd been here. hoặc where here was. Ciret refused to answer, telling her that some mysteries were left solved on their own account. She looked at the sword a few feet away from her. She hadn't told Ciret, but she had been trained to fight without emotions from ngày one. He just had a tendency of knowing which buttons to push at what time. She smiled a little as she picked the sword up. Alex had always pushed her buttons until she ended up focusing her anger into energy.
Then he made up for it bởi baking her cookies. She wiped away the stray tears. This was no time to think about Alex. She had to find out where she was and why Ciret had such a huge interest in her. She hefted the sword. Wait a second. She tested it in each hand. This sword was too heavy for her. She growled and chucked it at the wall. It fell to the floor, clattering dully. No wonder it had been hard to keep up. Ciret had được trao her a sword she couldn't use! She turned to follow the direction he had went only to find him standing there at the edge of the mat.
“You gave me a useless sword!”
“It's not useless. bạn just can't use it.”
Her eyes narrowed and her hands molded into fists. She could feel the metal in her bones.
“Why am I here? Are bạn using me for some kind of bait?!”
“Bait? Hmm...I never even thought of that. But no. I just enjoy your company.”
“Well I tire of yours!”
He raised his eyebrows.
“Where did the harmless kitten go? And why does a con beo, panther stand in her place?”
“I'm not a toy. Remember that. While I may be, as people say, a kitten, I have claws and fangs. I'm not afraid to use either.”
“So I can see. But do they do bạn any good?”
She growled and sent a cú đấm to his face. He was quick and moved away, but she was able to kick him down. He stayed on his hands and knees. He swept a hand across his face. She hesitated but saw she'd hurt him thêm than she had intended.
“Ciret? Are bạn okay?”
She knelt in front of him.
“I didn't mean to hurt bạn that badly. I'm sorry.”
“It's fine,” he grunted.
He put a hand over his eyes.
“Look at me. Let me see what's wrong.”
“I'm fine.”
“Let me see.”
He looked up at her hesitantly and she gasped, stumbling backwards. Her tim, trái tim raced before leaping into her throat.
“No. It can't...how...”
He stared at her through golden eyes, a sheepish and regretful look on his face.
“Hey kitten. Long time no see.”
~~~
"Any last words?" he cocked his gun and smirked.
"You're an imb-"
He pulled the trigger before words could escape, and watched as the vampire disintegrated.
Quickly he left the church and headed into the woods, first a town of beasts and now a vampire, what thêm could he handle?
While walking, enjoying the night of no stars and a half moon, his red eyes caught a girl of smaller stature than his own. "A human? But I thought they all died in town."
D's eyes narrowed as he stalked the girl, she was running, but from what? Ignoring all his senses to pursue the her and take her fresh blood, he followed the human instead. She was quick and agile, her eyes showed no fear, yet deep inside he could read she was petrified. Suddenly, she stopped backing up against a gate, cornered as a dark shadow towered over her.
"I thought I killed him?" He hissed placing his hand on his Smith and Wesson.
~~~
Let the transformation begin.
~~~
((More?))
Raven and I made this little precious I call him my precious because he is my precious and yayyyyy... hehe...
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions bởi touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: cây dương xỉ, dương xỉ and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first tháng of life, he was kidnapped bởi the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions bởi touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: cây dương xỉ, dương xỉ and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first tháng of life, he was kidnapped bởi the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
The final sneak peek for the fifth book in the Red Revenge/ DC Comics crossover series.
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling tiếp theo to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their súng at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling tiếp theo to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their súng at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
Age: About to be 15 but is actually one year
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair. Pale skin black eyes.
Personality: straightforward, acts in a snap. Offensive and defensive. Loving and likes to have fun
Powers: Controls water and fire. Flight bởi wings. Shape shift to chó sói, sói and Tiger.
Uses: Guns, Swords. Hand to hand combat.
BackGround:
Abandoned at Imperial Church, Alana was left with a growth serum, a note from her mother, and a picture of her mother.
The sisters of the IC took her in, and did like the note said.Once Alana was about to turn one she was được trao the serum, and she jumped ages quickly.
The note đã đưa ý kiến that she was her mother's legacy.
And the note told her to to find the boy with white hair to explain to her what she must know.
((She is the daughter of two former YJ members.
Her grandparents are from her mothers side that created JLA.
Take your guesses.))