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"Noëlle, come inside! Dinner's almost ready!
Michael returned to the pot filling the quant house with the aroma of beef and caramelize onions. He ladled súp into the ceramic bowls, sprinkled in croutons, and smothered them both in Comté before setting the bowls in the oven. When a pair of bare feet was still absent from the kitchen, the man turned off the lò nướng and went back to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp door.
"Noëlle?" he called again. "Mon ange!" No answer came from the flowered front yard hoặc the marsh lakeland at the bottom of the hill. Instinctively, Michael grabbed his bao kiếm, bao gồm, cầm vỏ kiếm thắt lưng, vành đai and darted out the door. He unfurled his dark wings, ready to take to the dusk sky, but paused and looked back towards the small vựa, chuồng trại, barn crouching behind the farmhouse. A warm light glowed from the hay-loft window. He sprinted through the long grass, panting bởi the time he reached the barn. The vựa, chuồng trại, barn door flew open under his shove. "Noëlle?" he shouted.
"Ici!" a small voice called from above. A girl stuck her head over the edge of the hay-loft with a wide smile. Her skin had grown dark and freckled from the sun, though not nearly as dark as her mother's had been. Her hair was the same shining umber, but far less curly. She was a conglomerate of her parent's looks even if her personality was far different than either Maivus' hoặc Aleksander's. In the back of his mind was Michael's curiosity over how her twin would have looked and acted.
"Noëy, sweetheart, I've been calling you," the man reprimanded in French.
"I was playing with the kittens," the nine-year old explained matter-of-factly. She read her care-taker's expression as he crossed his arms and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, Uncle Mike."
"You know you're supposed to come back to the front yard bởi dusk," he chided with a soft smile at her guilty nod. "All right, come on down."
The child's head disappeared a moment before her bare vớ, thả, còn hàng feet appeared searching for the wooden ladder rungs. Noëlle started to climb down slowly with one hand tucked to her chest rather than on the ladder. Before Michael could ask what was in her hand, one vớ, thả, còn hàng foot caught her yellow flowered dress, and the girl Mất tích her hold. She barely got a scream out before her "uncle" caught her, his ebony wings sending dust motes and straw into a frenzy. The man landed gently with the child wrapped in his arms--and saw the startled calico kitten tucked close to her chest. With a sigh, Michael folded his legs and sat on the dirt floor with the teary-eyed girl in his lap. "Noëy, bạn know bạn can't take that baby with you," he reminded her, reluctant to do so when he could feel her trembling in his arms. "She needs to be with his mother and siblings."
"But we've taken mèo con into the house before!" she argued stubbornly even as she wiped tears from her flushed cheeks.
"But those were orphans, without their parents to take care of them," Michael explained gently. Still pouting, the child nodded reluctantly. Her caretaker stood and leapt, reaching the loft with a stroke of his wings, and sat on the edge while Noëlle released the mewing calico to stumble back to her anxious mother. For a moment, the two sat together, watching the tiny fluff balls clamber over one another in tìm kiếm of the most comfortable position in the heap while their mother contently mussed their lông, lông thú with dutiful licks. Eventually the little girl turned her head to look up at her uncle, and the thoughtful pinch of her brow reminded him distinctly of her father. "Uncle Mike, am I an orphan, since I don't have any parents?"
The câu hỏi was like a kick to Michael's gut. He focused every ounce of will power on not hiển thị the pain on his face, though his wings instinctively curled inward to shield the child in his lap from the forces behind the inquisition. "No, mon ange, of course not," he assured once he found his voice. "Your papa is alive and loves bạn very much. He has to take care of some things in America before he can come to live with us. We've talked about this, remember?"
The child sat back against her caretaker with a sigh, looking towards the mother cat and her babies. "But he's been gone forever, Uncle…What if he never comes back?"
"He will," Michael assured automatically. When Noëlle kept her longing gaze affixed on the feline family, he picked up the girl and set her on a cỏ khô, hay bale, kneeling to be eye level. "Noëy, bạn will never be an orphan. bạn will ALWAYS have me and my love, no matter what, understand?"
"Even if Papa never comes back?" When he hesitated, hoping to correct her, Noëlle threw her arms around his neck and buried her head in his shoulder. "Promise!"
His arms instinctively, protectively wrapped around her. "I promise, sweetheart." There was a finality to the promise that made his tim, trái tim feel heavy in his chest, but the girl shot up, a grin lighting up her eyes and dissipating his disdain.
"Okay," she agreed, hopping up. "Can we eat bữa tối, bữa ăn tối now? I'm starving!"
"Of course. Let me help bạn down the ladder." The man stood and climbed down from the cỏ khô, hay loft, then reached up and lowered his ward to the floor. She trotted to the vựa, chuồng trại, barn door before realizing he had gone back up the ladder. "Uncle Mike!" she called. "What are bạn doing?"
There was a myriad of squeaks and mews in answer before the winged man came back down the ladder with an egg basket on his arm. Within was nestled the mound of kitten. Noëlle's eyes lit up, and before she could worry over the mother cat, the calico appeared at the hàng đầu, đầu trang of the ladder. She balanced at the hàng đầu, đầu trang a moment before leaping cleanly to the dirt floor, as if she had performed the same action a dozen times in pursuit of mice, and trotted after the man carrying her mèo con in one arm and the little girl on his shoulder. He may not have been her father, but Michael could ensure with all his might that the little girl would always feel the tình yêu of an entire family.
 Literal fluff~
Literal fluff~
"Get your men back!" Blaze yelled as he trotted out the gateway of the abandoned maximum-security prison. The captain of the squad signaled the 50-or-so men of his betalian to retreat from the entrance. The heavily-armed soldiers positioned themselves behind the barricade of cars as the earth began to shake beneath their boots. A howl derived from Hell erupted from the dark, a first of anger and bloodlust. Blaze leapt onto the mui xe of an SUV just as the creature charged from the exit tunnel of the prison.
The monster could have been mistaken for a rhino, accept it was 11 feet long and shrouded...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Boo~
Boo~
I TOLD bạn I WOULD CONTINUE!

Part 1 ~ link


~*~*~

"Would bạn like to tham gia the shadows, to walk with me in the night, to feed upon humans and they're succulent blood, would bạn like to be a vampire?"
"..."
"I understand it is odd, and bạn don't know me, but make a decision."
"..."
"Yes hoặc no? But know now, if bạn say yes my bullet will pierce your lung giving bạn a short amount of time to live, in which I will then transform you. So make your choice."


*^*^*

Blade's eyes widened, for she realized she was taking a big leap..

Of faith.

She gave a quick nod, to the strange boy. Softness filled his eyes as...
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posted by AislingYJ
 Vaxley
Vaxley
Yeah, I know. But since I basically deleted everyone and I only really RP with Aisling, I really wanted to make a new guy. I’ll probably RP as him (and I’ll try to not abandon him) and hopefully he’ll even get his own bài viết series, probably after Chasing Shadows is finished.
Name: Vaxley Knight
Alias: Knight
Age: 15
Occupation: Spy; Hero; Vigilante/Freelancer
Appearance: Vaxley is of average height, about 5’9” hoặc 5’10”, and average build. He has lightly tanned skin and faint freckles on and around his nose. His hair is copper-brown, thick and with a slight wave, and cut at an average...
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 Emmerson and his darkself
Emmerson and his darkself
Oh, dig my shallow grave
It's not me you'll save
Cos' I'm a Mất tích cause
I'm a Mất tích cause
A lost, Mất tích cause


"None of them get it do they?"

A mutter, he could only hear, broke the silence as the dark haired boy sat there, on his bed, staring in the mirror at his dark-self mocking him.

Wait, all this time that I have spent away
Makes me think that I might be okay,
For this, the deaf will have to wait
My head, is holding on to all those things bạn said
You taught me to be strong and get through it, the mist of darkness
In my head


"No one will ever feel what bạn feel; you're so pathetic.."

The boys face screwed...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Red eyes
Red eyes
“How did it work out?”
“Just as bạn predicted.”
“Good. Just keep her away from the nosy crew. Before long, it will be time.”
“Don't order me around!”
“Of course not. It was merely a suggestion.”
“Keep your patronizing for your master.”
“Testy, aren't we?”
“Keep your end and I'll keep mine. It would be a shame if xin chào found her so soon. After all your hard work that is. To keep her hidden.”
His face turned to a frown.
“Yes it would.”
The knock at the door brought them to look at the solid wood. He turned back to his guest.
“You better leave.”
“Of course.”
He turned...
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posted by Gunfire
 Natasha
Natasha
Name: Natasha
Age: 17
Gender: famale
Clotes: she always wereas milaty gear, hoặc a unifom, unless she needs to sneak somwere in.
Apareance: long hiar, color of it can difre frome were she is ansingd and wat her mison is, narmal body.
Personalaty: paronoid, does not trust easy, hates pepol using weald to opres others, always helps her comrades.
Skilles: sniper, exeled marxman, tactisan, field commander, knowes all kinds of martial ards, abel to use al kinds of wapons, extrodanry soldier.
wapons: an AK 74, a Dragonov, pistols, grenades, knives.

background:
(( i am lazy so i just put it this way))
- she...
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posted by InfinityYJ
GUYS.

GUYS I MADE A THING..

I WANT bạn GUYS TO READ IT FOR ME

OKAY

GUYS CAN bạn bình luận TOO CUZ THAT'D BE GREAT.
KAYTHNXBYE


Frail bones, frail mind
Slip away from peace and time
Falling, falling, slow and fast
Loved one’s name is shouted last

Child, child, all alone
Sitting here without a home
Stolen from your only friend
The true beginning of the end

Burning fire, burning blood
Lifting higher than bạn should
Raised in darkness part of hell
Part of your sweet soul to sell

Years will pass and dreams will reap
Till they save bạn in your sleep
Once you’ve left your tortured life
Now bạn start a silent strife

‘Family...
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posted by Robin_Love
“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...
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Name: Hope Ludmilla Adams.

Alias: Ptolema.

Appearance:
-Short black hair, blue eyes, fair skin.

Civvies: Piiicctttuurreee.

'Stume: Picture!

Skills:
-Very creative
-Trained in most weapons

Powers:
-Can bring illustrations to life
-Can summon a magic paintbrush(see, I'm original)
-Immortal

Paintbrush's powers(see, s/he get's it's own powers section)
-Can change color of anything(anything, anything)
-Has a mind of it's own

History: Switched with Mary at birth, Hope grew up very sophisticated. She ran away once her parents discovered her wings, and tried using her as advertisement. She ended up...
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posted by GlitterPuff
 Dark D'ia
Dark D'ia
If bạn forgot, since I don't use this OC very often, D'ia is DiamondShadow, which is the dark angel.

Sunlight glistened of her black wings as she flew to her new boyfriends temple, her soul somewhat coming back to her as she became happy from the thought of seeing him. Her white hair flew up into the air as she came down to the ground, wings coming back into her body, walking into the somewhat Aztec temple. The girls grey eyes looked around as she went to his throne, looking at all the blood incorporated tributes and statues. Once she reached the ngôi vua, ngai vàng room, she saw Ez sitting on the throne,...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Wally and Willow
Wally and Willow
His lips trailed a line of ngọn lửa, chữa cháy down her neck. His kisses forced a small moan out of her. Her fingers Công chúa tóc mây up in his fiery hair as he moved down her shoulder. He whispered her name several times between kisses. Her body trembled and she closed her eyes in pleasure. His lips were suddenly on hers in a passionate embrace that set her tim, trái tim aflame.
She gave as much as she took, hands roaming as all thoughts fled from her love-induced brain. He pulled back, took a deep breath and kissed her again. She took him up on his offer, opening her mouth for him. After playing in her mouth, his tongue...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Dem eyes tho~
Dem eyes tho~
((*bows*))
~~~

"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?))
 Probably my sexiest boy OC.
Probably my sexiest boy OC.
 Yeah, Probably.. (;
Yeah, Probably.. (;
 My Little Rene!!!
My Little Rene!!!
Rene ran through the zeta, her head bleeding in the back, leaving a dark red streak on the back of her neon yellow T-shirt. Zack sat on the đi văng and looked up at her, smiling.

    “Zack?” she đã đưa ý kiến a little shaking.

    “Yes?”

“I don’t feel so good…” she đã đưa ý kiến with her voice trailing off as she fell onto the ground. Zack quickly caught her before her head hit the ground. He held the back of her head and then pulled his hand away, looking at the red heads blood that dripped off his hand. Zack turned her over and saw the trail of blood on Rene’s...
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posted by FangYJ
Fangs backstory!

March 26
17 years ago. 

Jeb smiled, staring down at the small infant in front of him. 
"Magnificent little creature, isn't he?" Jeb held up the small dark hair child. 
"What make him thêm special than the other ones, Sir?" A scientist sat behind him, filling out paperwork. 
"Don't bạn know?" Jeb turned his head and looked behind him. "This little fellow was born two months earlier than expected." The scientist gave Jeb a confused look. 
"But Sir, he-" Jeb cut him off
"Yes, I know he looks like full term child...but he isn't." Jeb set the small infant down and picked up the paperwork...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Orion the vampire
Orion the vampire
Tara wrapped the Japanese themed quần áo, áo choàng around herself. She tied it tight, making sure nothing showed but her legs and neck. She slipped her black boots on then buckled her weapons thắt lưng, vành đai around her waist. She slipped her gloves on and pulled her hair back in a tight bun. Slipping the sunglasses in place, she looked around for any other things she would need. She added the katana's bao da, holster to her and looked at the blade. It didn't weight too much, but it was sharper than any other weapon. Her deadliest and most enchanted. The blade caught the light and the room faded away.
Instead, she stood in...
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Identity: Aryess Angel Weston

Age: 14

Code Name: SilverWings

Aliases: cáo, fox Cub, Angel, Ary, Ressy

Occupation: heroine in training, disclosed vigilante

Affiliations/ Relations: link (deceased)- Mother; Riley Conners (deceased)- Father; Daemian Weston- Eldest Brother (deceased); link- Elder Brother; Riley Conners Jr.- Nephew; Bentley Thompson- Boyfriend; Young Justice- Team; Double Helix- Squad; Blaze- Mentor; Titanium- Partner; Immunity- Legal Sister

Personality: trustworthy though doesn't trust many others; very friendly unless she feels threatened; stubborn; energetic

Physical Appearance: 5'7"; slim...
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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.
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posted by BladeYJ
 Ellen
Ellen
This is very gory.. not really scary.. but bloody.. SO PLEASE IF bạn DO NOT LIKE GORE.. do not di chuyển on.. actually it isn't even that bad..

Blade waltzed her self around The Cave bored, her voice echoed as she called a hello only to be rewarded with a chilling silence. "Well.." she huffed as she sat on the đi văng staring at the black screen of the television,"Nothing to be done here.. Why can't anything exciting happen?" her eyes blinked as she half expected something to pop out, but of course nothing did. She soon fell asleep, letting slumber devour her.

Waking up in a sweat Blade gradually,...
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posted by SilverWings13
Czarina, still on four legs, sped ahead of the others. She reached the edge of the zone of destruction and halted in her tracks. 
A semi-concious Scotch had her arms loosely around Richi’s neck, who stood in the center of the ruins. Everything surrounding them was blown back, demolished, as if there had been a vicious tornado, and the two teens had been in the eye of it.

“Remind me not to piss Scotch off,” Blaze muttered, who had reached the chó sói, sói along with the others. 

“Richi! Scotch!” Val raced phía trước, chuyển tiếp to her friends. As she neared, she was able to better see the red beginning...
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posted by InfinityYJ
Don't even ask me what this is because I don't know myself it's just kind of lyrics and I wanted people to see it.
I took a song and parodied it to kind of fit the theme of the whole "Losing You" trilogy i wrote and this is what happened
;_; I think I need help guiz.
Comment if bạn want. link the link to the orignial.


It is returning through the dark
Kyra, bạn have met your mark
Your song is ending, but, don't cry
When bạn hear her knock four times

You're going to regenerate
A young girl saunters away
No time for games, tonight we fight
For the fate of all mankind

I could do so much more

The phoenix returning,...
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