Please... Stop...

Had this idea in my head for quite sometime, finally finished it yesterday on my way home!

Name: Daniel "Danny hoặc Dani" Clancy (whichever bạn feel like spelling!)
Alias: Spectreo (Thanks! ^.^
Age:17
Powers: -ghostly powers: flight,intangibility, and invisibility.
-gains super strength and enhanced abilities and agility his human form does not possess
-ghost sense that manifests as a blue wisp from his mouth that announces the presence of nearby ghosts.
-ghost cá đuối, ray early on which has become one of his most frequently used powers;becoming an energy ball that can expand in size and corresponding area...

((Okay.. first graphic fanfic. This has cursing, a rape scene, and a sex scene! So I AM WARNING bạn here, if bạn don't want to read this just hit back and ignore this completely! Thank bạn ^-^ Also it's a song fic! The Song is "Your Guardian Angel" bởi "The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus" Not the best song but I was listening to it.. :) SO why not!!))

A Demon's Love.


She backed up into an alley, as four 'roided men surround her. She reached for the gun in her boot. Nothing. She hissed under her breath,"Fucking Bloodmist."

The men closed in, they didn't say anything just moved closer. Blade pulled out...

Name: Fa Mulan (In English, Mulan Fa)
Alias: Jade Dragon
Occupation: hero, student
Powers: power sensing and recognition, flight, high density polymerized titanium Japanese fans, has a way with healing herbs and prefers them over modern ngày medicines, very intelligent, bonds with the Ancestors, professional martial artist, extremely agile
History: There was a prophecy about Mulan when she was born: It was đã đưa ý kiến that she was to be the embodiment and hostess to the Jade Dragon spirit. But the Jade Dragon was the emblem of a different family. That alone caused tension between families. After a while,...

-Ooc: I have recently fell in tình yêu with Harley Quinn (not like that butcha know) Ok so this is a part of Broken Traitor but its thêm of an idea.. if no one likes it ill trash it and right a different part in its place so be honest about it ;) P.s. I do not own HQ And don't hate me cos this article-

She awoke..not knowing where she was.. just that she was in different clothing. Her voice echoed,"Where am I?"
Gage's voice replied cheerly,"Oh.. we had to di chuyển positions your Những người bạn
were.. On to us."
She glared,"Gage! Why am I dressed like this!?"
"Oh.. 'cos.. now can i ask bạn something"
".Y..e..yes"...

Okay. So this was a challenge I took up. Please don't be offended bởi anything. I'm nghề viết văn from how I feel the characters would react. And this never really happens. Consider it like an AU. Also, I apologize for the weird ending. I've never done this particular scene before. Enjoy!



She honestly had no idea how this had happened. She had quietly been sitting on the couch, minding her own business, when one of her teammates (she honestly didn't care who it had been) suggested they play a game. Out of no where, a horde of people seemingly materialized, and she knew that three she saw weren't even...

The luminescence of the ti vi caste a blue glow through the dark room as he pulled on his black boots over his black body suit.

Deep down he knew that putting on the suit would be the only possible way he had to getting all that money in such a short amount of time, but it wasn't exactly a choice he had liked to make his only option. Adjusting his black vải thun, spandex sleeve his attention was turned to the screen of the ti vi that was set to the News.

"yet another disappearance has happened recently of a 25 year-old Gotham citizen named Miacheal Fisher" the reporter on the news đã đưa ý kiến as he...

“Then why did my gr- the king and Queen tell me there was no solution?” Nerues demanded, managing to keep his tone level. At this, Thassa sighed and requested Yati, clearly his assistant, fetch trà from the kitchen. Once she was gone, the man explained, “I am a priest, young Nereus. As such, I have learned old ways that have been long forgotten.. hoặc are strongly avoided. In this case, it is the latter. Your mother’s departure all those years cách đây remains chua in the rulers’ stomachs. They cannot chịu, gấu giving bạn a gift only possible because of her treason against them. They are her...

Name: Azelia máy trục, cần cẩu (goes bởi Dark Mistress hoặc Miss Crane)

Gender: Female

Species: Dark Angel

Age: Unknown, but looks about 18-21

Sexuality: Omnisexual

Hair: Long wavy curly brown, usually worn down with a braid somewhere

Eyes: dark brown, like cây bark

Skin Tone: Slightly tanned, but not enough to say she is

Height: About 5 foot 6

Other: Small purple hoa tattoo a bit under her right breast, first piercing and cartilage

Personality: Kind-of a bitch, is very mean to people who get in her way; but she can be nice when she wants to be.

Civvies: Anything black, from áo sơ mi and shorts to nice dresses; but...

I wrote this a while ago, figured bạn guys may (or may not) like to read it. I wrote it as Alek speaking to Tara. Voici!

"We left for freedom. For her freedom. "
"Whisper's?"
"Noëlle's, Whisper's daughter,” he corrected.
The one being told the story was taken aback, "You left because..."
"Whisper was pregnant,” he confirmed in the sort of tone a story teller held when about to relay a very long, very true story, "It was the plan. The entire plan.
“I was raised on knowledge. My father created me so that he could have full responsibility over my upbringing. He made sure that my trials and tests.....

Name: Icarus Ciro (Cy-roe)

Class: He doesn't fight for good nor evil.

Race: Caucasian

Species: Angel

Age: "Eighteen"

Hair: Black

Eyes: Pale, pale, pale blue...almost white.

Relations: None.

Costume: A beautiful white toga~ (forbidden under certain circumstances)

Civvies: Usually a white T-shirt with a black hoodie and jeans, along with converse.

Weapon Choice: A sword that shines like vàng and a shield that is as strong as adamantium

Personality: He's quiet, curious, shy and untrusting. He's straight to the point and honest, usually telling people how it is and his opinions on them--if they're willing...

"Everyone has that one thing that they wish they'd done, sure it may be different than others but it still hurts just the same."

The venom of his words recollected in his brain, but somehow it seemed as if he turned his fear into the desire of his fathers tình yêu it wouldn't seem so bad all those days ago. But that still didn't fade the memories and flashbacks he had about their last discussion.

---
"You're worthless bạn know that!?, can't bạn do anything right?"

He stiffened at the yelling from his father and sighed deeply closing his eyes as if the matter were his fault and true, but that wasn't...

((I should probably stop taking seven years to post these parts.. sorry, please forgive me...Just a quick filler of the last one since it was so long ago...Blade was in the woods, and had to find her way back...met a guy...they fought a bit...he disappeared she found her way back--it took her twelve hours..and now voila! ))

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I avoided the red eyes that bore into my skin like a hot brand. He was close to screaming, I heard it in his voice, saw it in his expression. Damian's jugular was protruding from his neck along with a vein that throbbed in his forehead; his hands were balled into fists and...

Name: Ethan Huseak ( H-yu-z-ak)

Alias: RedMist

Age: 16 ( would be 20 now)

Status: deceased

Appearance: dark brown hair, green eyes, 5'11, he wore sunglasses most of the time to hide his eyes.

Personality: he had the leadership role in the group and was the team leader. he was calm and handled situations well. He was serious and did just anything that was best for his team. He was someone everyone looked up to.

Powers/Abilities: he was the famous hero for using Logan's teleport smoke bombs and was highly skilled in combat able to outsmart any aponnent he had using his instincts. he had the abilities...

His raven hair dripped crimson blood to the mistreated battle field. The spear had long been removed from his head but the bleeding went with the hours that had passed in useless war. His breathing was slowing; he could hardly see the outline of who had been his king through his icy blue eyes. It was a bloody fight, all lives Mất tích except his and his king's. Now, he fought off the clouding death penetrating his senses.
“I had hoped for better with us.”
He smiled sadly at the word's his uncle spoke.
“As had I, my lord.”
“You tried to overthrow me and kill me. Treason is cause for death....

January 2, 2108

Julie walked around, looking into old rooms, finding items she had never seen before. The names and numbers were still on peoples doors. She tried looking for certain people her mother had spoken of from time to time. A few doors later, she saw a room that belonged to Alex. Julie remembered hearing about Alex, and managed to open the door into his room. It was covered in clothing, probably dirty from when he was alive. She saw a few pictures on his table, one was of him and Rene where he looked super annoyed and she looked very happy and silly. In his closet, clothes were hanging...