She sat on her giường looking at the ground thinking. She had been locked in her room for 6 hours straight now and she wasnt coming out. Blade sighed and layed down, rolled over, and looked at the ceiling. How was she supposed to choose? Either way one would end up being hurt. Blade sat up and grabbed the pistol under her bed.
"Either way I will end up hurting someone, but if I just 'disappear' they won't have anything to worry about," Blade mummbled as she got up and looked in her mirror with a cold expression. She's cried way to much recently, so she wasn't going to cry now. She glanced down at her hand holding the gun, then her scarred wrists, then the gun again. Shelooked in the mirror as she put to the gun to her head, closed her eyes, and muttered,"I had to choose.. but now I don't have to.
"She placed her finger on the trigger and was slowly increasing the pressure.
"Blade, don't." His voice echoed in her room. Blade let go of the gun's trigger.
"How did bạn get in here!" Her eyes widened.
He glanced at the open window.
"Oh," she whispered.
"Blade, again, don't kill yourself."
"Why not, Terror?" She replied looking down.
"Because, bạn mean too much to, too many people"
"Haha.. Name TWO!"
"Bloodmist," her eyes widened at his words,"and me."
"Terror.. how am I suppose to choose?"
"By listening to your heart."
"But what if my tim, trái tim says 'It can't choose'?"
"Then do what's best for you, but until then I have to go now." Terror turned to leave, but she grabbed his hand and he stopped.
"Don't leave." She muttered, looking down, with her hair hanging in her face.
"Why?" Terror questioned as he brushed her hair away.
Her face turned a light shade up màu hồng, hồng and she hugged him, she said, her voice muffled," I didn't get to say thank you. Thank bạn for everything..."
She glanced up,"I'm so sorry Terror."
He replied quietly," It's okay, kid."
She looked back down not releasing her hold on him, then looked back up,"Terror, I haven't choosen but.. I feel this is the right thing to do at the time." Before he could reply she placed her lips on his and kissed him. His eyes widened but then relaxed. She pulled back and let go of their hug.
"Good-bye, Blade." Terror đã đưa ý kiến while he jumped at the window of the room.
"Bye, Terror," She replied in a soft tone.. and watched him leave. She walked over to the window and looked at the moon. She whispered to her self,"I wish I could choose."
Okay NO ONE KILL ME I FEEL EVIL FOR THIS BUT ITS A ONE-SHOT SOOOO PLEASE DO NOT GET MAD AT ME!.!!! ONE-SHOT okay! ONE-SHOT! I enjoyed writting this but I still have guilt weighing on me!
"Either way I will end up hurting someone, but if I just 'disappear' they won't have anything to worry about," Blade mummbled as she got up and looked in her mirror with a cold expression. She's cried way to much recently, so she wasn't going to cry now. She glanced down at her hand holding the gun, then her scarred wrists, then the gun again. Shelooked in the mirror as she put to the gun to her head, closed her eyes, and muttered,"I had to choose.. but now I don't have to.
"She placed her finger on the trigger and was slowly increasing the pressure.
"Blade, don't." His voice echoed in her room. Blade let go of the gun's trigger.
"How did bạn get in here!" Her eyes widened.
He glanced at the open window.
"Oh," she whispered.
"Blade, again, don't kill yourself."
"Why not, Terror?" She replied looking down.
"Because, bạn mean too much to, too many people"
"Haha.. Name TWO!"
"Bloodmist," her eyes widened at his words,"and me."
"Terror.. how am I suppose to choose?"
"By listening to your heart."
"But what if my tim, trái tim says 'It can't choose'?"
"Then do what's best for you, but until then I have to go now." Terror turned to leave, but she grabbed his hand and he stopped.
"Don't leave." She muttered, looking down, with her hair hanging in her face.
"Why?" Terror questioned as he brushed her hair away.
Her face turned a light shade up màu hồng, hồng and she hugged him, she said, her voice muffled," I didn't get to say thank you. Thank bạn for everything..."
She glanced up,"I'm so sorry Terror."
He replied quietly," It's okay, kid."
She looked back down not releasing her hold on him, then looked back up,"Terror, I haven't choosen but.. I feel this is the right thing to do at the time." Before he could reply she placed her lips on his and kissed him. His eyes widened but then relaxed. She pulled back and let go of their hug.
"Good-bye, Blade." Terror đã đưa ý kiến while he jumped at the window of the room.
"Bye, Terror," She replied in a soft tone.. and watched him leave. She walked over to the window and looked at the moon. She whispered to her self,"I wish I could choose."
Okay NO ONE KILL ME I FEEL EVIL FOR THIS BUT ITS A ONE-SHOT SOOOO PLEASE DO NOT GET MAD AT ME!.!!! ONE-SHOT okay! ONE-SHOT! I enjoyed writting this but I still have guilt weighing on me!
Dalila
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did bạn do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started nghề viết văn his Những người bạn name on the wall. They begged bạn not to go into this. bạn knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged bạn gods sake. I don't get why bạn did it...but I guess bạn made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, bạn felt it was your place, to take that spot. But bạn brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only bạn could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put bạn through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did bạn do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started nghề viết văn his Những người bạn name on the wall. They begged bạn not to go into this. bạn knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged bạn gods sake. I don't get why bạn did it...but I guess bạn made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, bạn felt it was your place, to take that spot. But bạn brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only bạn could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put bạn through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
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"Is this cool hoặc what?!" the teen exclaimed thêm than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can bạn not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell bạn again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet bạn Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool hoặc what?!" the teen exclaimed thêm than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can bạn not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell bạn again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet bạn Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help hoặc is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed bởi her father and she was abused bởi her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found bởi flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope bạn like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)
Zeth
