Here bạn go Alex and GlitterPuff. The one-shot with a million ocs. I also didn't really know what to do so no one get mad at me.
The ground shook to the beat, âm nhạc pounding loudly though the walls. Her usual scowl in place, she sat cross-legged in a corner. She caught glimpses of Rene and Erin and Alex through the crowd. Her eyes scanned past them to the bar where Twan and Mafia sat at the bar. She saw Fang leaning against a wall, Devin at his side. Silver walked around a bit, Bloodmist at her side, head covered and concealed bởi a dark hood. Scott sat at a table, Cat and Mel with him. She guessed Jamie and Ciel were making out in a corner, trying to play the part while being alone. Amora had set up outside with her easel and paints, Nye at her side as a precaution, hoặc so they claimed.
“What are bạn doing here?”
She bit back a groan and looked up at the black haired boy. With a quick scan of the crowd, he saw that his own crew and Declan had set up there own stakeout.
“Same as bạn I imagine. Now go away.”
“You could at least pretend to be nice, seeing as we're not supposed to know each other in this sort of situation.”
She softened her eyes and forced a smaile at him.
“I hate you,” she responded with every drop of annoyance she felt.
He smirked and his eyes shifted to the scene before her.
“Huh. bạn are in the wrong không gian to get a good veiw.”
She ignored him and he took her hand and pulled her to her feet.
“Come on.”
She tugged her hand away, fixing the áo, áo khoác over her clothes.
“You really hate people.”
“I have reason to,” she shot back.
“Jace told me.”
“Did bạn bring them?!”
“No! It's no place for pups!”
She rolled her eyes at him and then looked back to the bait that stood in the back. He gave a small nod and she looked to the door. She saw the hooded figure moving swiftly towards the back. She walked forward, Nic's gaze following hers.
“Huh. We weren't here for the same reasons.”
She rolled her eyes and motioned something. The figure saw her and immediately ran back out the door. Becca followed, fast on her trail as the two raced into the streets. She was suddenly yanked back bởi the cuff on her wrist and hissed.
“Hey!!”
Becca approached slowly.
“You can't keep me cuffed!!”
“We have reasons.”
Her red eyes narrowed at him as Terror approached from the shadows.
“Bein inhuman isn't a crime.”
“No. But sucking people dry is murder and that we can hold bạn for.”
Becca looked at him and he handed her over.
“She's all yours.”
“What am I supposed to do with her?”
“Take her to your trang chủ court. Maybe they fix her.”
“Fix me?! I don't need fixing!”
His eyes momentarily flew to her and softened. Then he was back in the shadows.
“Just take her to her home!”
He walked away and Becca looked down at the girl cuffed and in her care.
“You got really lucky there, “Discord”. So very lucky.”
The ground shook to the beat, âm nhạc pounding loudly though the walls. Her usual scowl in place, she sat cross-legged in a corner. She caught glimpses of Rene and Erin and Alex through the crowd. Her eyes scanned past them to the bar where Twan and Mafia sat at the bar. She saw Fang leaning against a wall, Devin at his side. Silver walked around a bit, Bloodmist at her side, head covered and concealed bởi a dark hood. Scott sat at a table, Cat and Mel with him. She guessed Jamie and Ciel were making out in a corner, trying to play the part while being alone. Amora had set up outside with her easel and paints, Nye at her side as a precaution, hoặc so they claimed.
“What are bạn doing here?”
She bit back a groan and looked up at the black haired boy. With a quick scan of the crowd, he saw that his own crew and Declan had set up there own stakeout.
“Same as bạn I imagine. Now go away.”
“You could at least pretend to be nice, seeing as we're not supposed to know each other in this sort of situation.”
She softened her eyes and forced a smaile at him.
“I hate you,” she responded with every drop of annoyance she felt.
He smirked and his eyes shifted to the scene before her.
“Huh. bạn are in the wrong không gian to get a good veiw.”
She ignored him and he took her hand and pulled her to her feet.
“Come on.”
She tugged her hand away, fixing the áo, áo khoác over her clothes.
“You really hate people.”
“I have reason to,” she shot back.
“Jace told me.”
“Did bạn bring them?!”
“No! It's no place for pups!”
She rolled her eyes at him and then looked back to the bait that stood in the back. He gave a small nod and she looked to the door. She saw the hooded figure moving swiftly towards the back. She walked forward, Nic's gaze following hers.
“Huh. We weren't here for the same reasons.”
She rolled her eyes and motioned something. The figure saw her and immediately ran back out the door. Becca followed, fast on her trail as the two raced into the streets. She was suddenly yanked back bởi the cuff on her wrist and hissed.
“Hey!!”
Becca approached slowly.
“You can't keep me cuffed!!”
“We have reasons.”
Her red eyes narrowed at him as Terror approached from the shadows.
“Bein inhuman isn't a crime.”
“No. But sucking people dry is murder and that we can hold bạn for.”
Becca looked at him and he handed her over.
“She's all yours.”
“What am I supposed to do with her?”
“Take her to your trang chủ court. Maybe they fix her.”
“Fix me?! I don't need fixing!”
His eyes momentarily flew to her and softened. Then he was back in the shadows.
“Just take her to her home!”
He walked away and Becca looked down at the girl cuffed and in her care.
“You got really lucky there, “Discord”. So very lucky.”
Revenge slipped a dagger into his hands. Onlookers watched nervously. Revenge calculated at least three hundred. He couldn't let them get hurt. He couldnt let the girl he loved get hurt.
"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.
The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who bạn tình yêu more! Who?! Her, hoặc me? This little chó cái, bitch who abandoned you, hoặc the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"
"Targeting System locked." the computer read.
Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...
Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces.
If weaved correctly,
It can make even the greatest among us
Fall.
The story that changes everything,
Starts Now.
Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.
The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who bạn tình yêu more! Who?! Her, hoặc me? This little chó cái, bitch who abandoned you, hoặc the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"
"Targeting System locked." the computer read.
Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...
Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces.
If weaved correctly,
It can make even the greatest among us
Fall.
The story that changes everything,
Starts Now.
Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
Name: Eliot Xiane
Age: 28
Occupation: scientist/ civilian
Personality: inverted, hard working, curios, eccentric, paranoid, inventive
Physical Description: tall, thin, black hair, almost always had a 5 o' clock shadow, walks with a limp
History: Eliot, a.k.a. Dr. Xiane grew up in Boston, Massachusetts. After graduating from Harvard at age 19, he worked as a professor there. On the side, he worked on bio-technology that he invented himself. He continues to work as a professor, but spends much of his time in the lab he has created over the years. Jasper (Ruse) came to him as an associate and requested his help in creating weapons and armor for Double Helix. Intrigued and up for the challenge, Dr. Xiane agreed and now invents technology/ bio-tech for them.
Inventions (so far):
Hover Board- for Alek
X-Suit- for Aryess
A few others....