1st-Becca
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
The air reeked of sulfuric acid as dark, smoggy clouds hung in the air. The ground was fruitless dirt that crunched under their feet every time they walked. A dry wind blew through the desolated valley. A firm grip held his shoulder and he gave the slightest nod before the other five moved ahead. As he expected, they were met with an attack. What seemed like hundreds of enemies surrounded them with the intent to kill.
B-B-B-Be careful making wishes in the dark, dark
Can't be sure when they've hit their mark
And besides in the mean, mean time
I'm just dreaming of tearing bạn apart
She tossed her hair back, clutching the two trusted escrim sticks in her hands. Their lust of blood was too easy to sense. She wouldn't go easy on them. They moved first and she put all her energy in the simple motion of knocking them senseless. Her brown eyes lit from the pupil and blue spread through her eyes. With the speed of a wild animal, she dodged the attacks and got in her own.
I'm in the de-details with the devil
So now the world can never get me on my level
I just gotta get bạn off the cage
I'm a young lover's rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite
He laughed simply, pulling two súng from his pockets. He flipped them up and caught the handles, arms crossed. He started firing and jumped up into the air with a sharp whistle. His sister appeared beside him in a few phút and they traded off weapons. He took hold of the scythe she had used and began swinging once he hit the ground.
My songs know what bạn did in the dark
She crouched in the middle of them and looked between her glasses at either side.
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
With little pressure on the trigger, she fired off the súng till they ran out and holstered them, moving quickly with precise moves in the weak points only she could see. She was slammed to the ground suddenly, but her legs wrapped around a taught waist. Pushing herself off the ground, she switched their positions and, using her momentum, ran through a reforming group.
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Her hands lit with energy as she saw her three teammates battle. Her speed increased as thêm of their attackers followed. If she made it up this hill, she would be able to reduce their attackers bởi a tenfold. Using the energy around her, she fashioned súng in her hands and sent several shocks of energy into the hill. It crumbled around her. She jumped from piece to piece till she grabbed hold of the edge and pulled herself up to safety.
Writers keep nghề viết văn what they write
Somewhere another pretty vein just died
I've got the scars from tomorrow and I wish bạn could see
That you’re the antidote to everything except for me, me
Claws retracted from her hands and she set her feet. Today she would make them all proud; make her coach proud. Energy pulsing through every part of her body, she moved like a dancer on stage, her marks only inflicting enough to knock them out. She was hit bởi a fiery blast from somewhere and absorbed the heat into her body before shooting it back.
A constellation of tears on your lashes
Burn everything bạn love, then burn the ashes
In the end everything collides
My childhood spat back out the monster that bạn see
My songs know what bạn did in the dark
He popped a bubble from the gum in his mouth and looked at the bodies laying around him. His blue-purple hair slowly morphed into blue as he became suddenly pissed that so many were lead to their own demise. The poison in their bodies would take effect with in five days. He slipped his foot under the handle of a dagger and he flipped it into the air. He caught it in his hand and crushed it to dust. He spit his gum out and crouched in the dirt, sketching out a few symbols before opening his hand to the enemies around them.
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
A blinding white light chẻ, phân chia, split though the valley. Careful not to ruin the markings, he swept his hand around to every side. Shouts of surprise and pain broke the otherwise soundless plain. He quickly closed his hand and slid the găng tay back on. The only ones left standing were his comrades.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
My songs know what bạn did in the dark
(My songs know what bạn did in the dark)
“Jess!”
His một giây in command rushed over and handed him the thing he was waiting anxiously for. He popped the new stick of gum in his mouth and chewed for a bit.
“Okay. So, how's everyone fairing?”
“I hate the Bermuda Triangle,” Becca muttered.
He bit back a smile and looked to where Dawn was sitting with Dusk.
“We're good. Dusk just needs to reload.”
“She wasted so many of my bullets....”
He marked them from his danh sách mentally. They were great in a fight, but once that was done they were like their names suggested; opposites.
“Jess, bạn okay?”
“Affirmative. As always.”
“Where's Shea?”
K.C. looked up at Becca's câu hỏi and then around for his newest pupil.
“Shea? Vixen?!”
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
“Vixen?!”
A red cáo, fox pup trotted over, carrying something in it's mouth. He leaned down and took it from her; a red cloth.
“Hmm....he was here earlier. Oh well.”
“Vixen!”
The girl turned to her trainer and master.
“Y-yes..?”
“Next time you're called, answer! We'll be doing extra time in the gym today. Mark that, Jess.”
“B-but Becca-uh I mean teacher, Nic đã đưa ý kiến I-”
“Hey I'll give him a note. That guy needs to know he's not really your leader.”
“.....”
Becca glared down at her pupil before turning back to the plane they had come in.
“I'll be inside. Planning your torture.”
With that, she walked off. chồn cái, vixen whimpered and looked at K.C.
“Go rest. You'll need it to keep up with her.”
She gave him a small smile before trotting after her master.
“Becca's too harsh on the kid.”
K.C. just shrugged.
“That's how bạn know she cares.”
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
2nd-Dusk
3rd-Dawn
4th-Jess
5th-Vixen
6th-K.C.
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.
Jack
Improv Civvies
Young Justice Invasion Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in ngôi sao City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, hoặc stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming đường dẫn for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 một giây sneak xem trước Saturday after DC Nation. Two thêm 30-45 sec previews and 6 xem trước pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in ngôi sao City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, hoặc stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming đường dẫn for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 một giây sneak xem trước Saturday after DC Nation. Two thêm 30-45 sec previews and 6 xem trước pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Michael (Scud) Franz
Selene-Human form
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen hoặc king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced bởi a new queen. A seven năm old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Những người bạn i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen hoặc king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced bởi a new queen. A seven năm old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Những người bạn i do now?
