He slipped in through the open window, looking around for nurses hoặc doctors. No one was in sight as he moved the girl's bedside. She was sleeping now, but he hadn't really told her he would come back before visiting hours in the morning. She had woken up, almost like she refused to be trapped in a coma. And he had talked with her all day, listening as she explained the things she gone through.
And he was suddenly thankful it wasn't as bad as he had imagined. He should have been terrified that she seemed unaffected bởi this last kidnapping. But she had waited until Becca left till she broke into tears. She sobbed into his chest, telling him how much she had been scared and frightened. But that was this afternoon. As he sat bởi her sleeping form, his mind went back to what happened yesterday after he'd found her.
The war outside was still raging. The two những người đang yêu sat in each other's arms for a few thêm minutes. But when a misfire caused the building to shake, they got up.
“Looks like we should go,” Alek suggested.
“I agree.”
They started running down the hall to the door. Suddenly, another misfire hit, closer to them. The walls and ceiling caved in. He stopped running and looked back, when she let out a sharp cry. Her leg was trapped under the rubble. He rushed over to try and dig her out. The other suddenly appeared.
“We have to get out of here,” Becca screamed as a tremor shook everything.
“Not without Tara!”
“What happened?”
“Her leg is trapped!”
They rushed over and started pulling at rocks. Another quake and rocks were sliding everywhere.
“You have to leave!” Tara shouted.
“I'm not going anywhere without you!”
“Becca please! bạn guys need to get him out of here!”
She stood, indecisive, for a một giây before pulling him away.
“No!”
He tried struggling but Terror took over and grabbed him. Just as they made it out safely, the rest of the building collapsed.
“No! TARA!!!!”
Alek chim bồ câu, bồ câu on the rocks, throwing them away. The other two came to help. When they found her, they stood still and watched him di chuyển the rocks off her body.
“Tara? Tara?!”
He checked her pulse, hoping for a breath, a groan, any indicator that she was still alive. But there were no such signs. Her body was covered in dirt, her eyes were closed, her face was paling, and blood trickled slowly from a head wound.
“It's no use, Alek. She's gone.”
“NO! She HAS to be alive! She can't be gone!!!”
Terror and Becca moved away, looking for any survivors. Alek held Tara's body close to his own, tears of pain and rage and despair coming to his eyes.
“It should have been me. It should have been me!!”
He screamed out with all the emotion he felt inside. She was gone. He'd Mất tích her again. And he couldn't get her back this time. He buried his head into her neck as the đắng, cay đắng tears rained from his eyes. Pulsating blue shot throughout her body with each tear, hitting each nerve, shocking her tim, trái tim like lightning. Her hand twitched with life, but it was enough. He saw it and pulled away.
“Tara?”
She moaned in reply and her eyes opened. She smiled softly at him.
“Hi.”
He breathed out a small laugh, relief filling his entire soul.
“Hi.”
He held her close, even as she fell back unconscious. He kissed her hair, her temple, her cheek, her nose, and her lips.
“Oh Tara. Tara. Moya Princessa. I tình yêu you. You're here. You're still here.”
He hugged her close and kissed her ear.
He sat on her bedside, looking at her with relief and love. He knew she was asleep but he kissed her on the lips. She stirred softly and he smiled as she rolled closer to him. His arms wrapped around her and his nose caught the scent of her hair. His eyes closed as his body relaxed. She shifted against him and he smiled. He held her tighter, hoping this time nothing would force her to be gone, to be away.
And he was suddenly thankful it wasn't as bad as he had imagined. He should have been terrified that she seemed unaffected bởi this last kidnapping. But she had waited until Becca left till she broke into tears. She sobbed into his chest, telling him how much she had been scared and frightened. But that was this afternoon. As he sat bởi her sleeping form, his mind went back to what happened yesterday after he'd found her.
The war outside was still raging. The two những người đang yêu sat in each other's arms for a few thêm minutes. But when a misfire caused the building to shake, they got up.
“Looks like we should go,” Alek suggested.
“I agree.”
They started running down the hall to the door. Suddenly, another misfire hit, closer to them. The walls and ceiling caved in. He stopped running and looked back, when she let out a sharp cry. Her leg was trapped under the rubble. He rushed over to try and dig her out. The other suddenly appeared.
“We have to get out of here,” Becca screamed as a tremor shook everything.
“Not without Tara!”
“What happened?”
“Her leg is trapped!”
They rushed over and started pulling at rocks. Another quake and rocks were sliding everywhere.
“You have to leave!” Tara shouted.
“I'm not going anywhere without you!”
“Becca please! bạn guys need to get him out of here!”
She stood, indecisive, for a một giây before pulling him away.
“No!”
He tried struggling but Terror took over and grabbed him. Just as they made it out safely, the rest of the building collapsed.
“No! TARA!!!!”
Alek chim bồ câu, bồ câu on the rocks, throwing them away. The other two came to help. When they found her, they stood still and watched him di chuyển the rocks off her body.
“Tara? Tara?!”
He checked her pulse, hoping for a breath, a groan, any indicator that she was still alive. But there were no such signs. Her body was covered in dirt, her eyes were closed, her face was paling, and blood trickled slowly from a head wound.
“It's no use, Alek. She's gone.”
“NO! She HAS to be alive! She can't be gone!!!”
Terror and Becca moved away, looking for any survivors. Alek held Tara's body close to his own, tears of pain and rage and despair coming to his eyes.
“It should have been me. It should have been me!!”
He screamed out with all the emotion he felt inside. She was gone. He'd Mất tích her again. And he couldn't get her back this time. He buried his head into her neck as the đắng, cay đắng tears rained from his eyes. Pulsating blue shot throughout her body with each tear, hitting each nerve, shocking her tim, trái tim like lightning. Her hand twitched with life, but it was enough. He saw it and pulled away.
“Tara?”
She moaned in reply and her eyes opened. She smiled softly at him.
“Hi.”
He breathed out a small laugh, relief filling his entire soul.
“Hi.”
He held her close, even as she fell back unconscious. He kissed her hair, her temple, her cheek, her nose, and her lips.
“Oh Tara. Tara. Moya Princessa. I tình yêu you. You're here. You're still here.”
He hugged her close and kissed her ear.
He sat on her bedside, looking at her with relief and love. He knew she was asleep but he kissed her on the lips. She stirred softly and he smiled as she rolled closer to him. His arms wrapped around her and his nose caught the scent of her hair. His eyes closed as his body relaxed. She shifted against him and he smiled. He held her tighter, hoping this time nothing would force her to be gone, to be away.
Name: Alexandria "Alex" Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age: 15
Powers/skills: -Flight (wings)
-Can attract metal to herself
-Superspeed (vampire form only)
-Supersenses
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she chẻ, phân chia, split from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and chẻ, phân chia, split the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Theme: Everything burns, bởi Anatacia and Ben Moody
Other: Has a older (creepy) brother
-Vampire form is triggered bởi anger/rage
The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Người dơi said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Siêu nhân asked.
“We’re not all here.” Người dơi said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Người dơi spoke up.
“There’s a nốt ruồi on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Người dơi said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Người dơi said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Siêu nhân asked.
“We’re not all here.” Người dơi said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Người dơi spoke up.
“There’s a nốt ruồi on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Người dơi said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate bởi touching you), retractable Angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered bởi KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused bởi her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate bởi touching you), retractable Angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered bởi KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused bởi her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.