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!
Name: Lara Nightingale
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop hàng đầu, đầu trang with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop hàng đầu, đầu trang with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Kenzie freaks out when Robin tells her that she's going to go insane if she stays with Brennan for too much longer. She watches the fight begin as Brennan picks her up and tightens his grip on her. Screaming, she accidentally freezes time. She then asks for an explanation from Robin, who tells her Fin's real story and who Kenzie was. Kenzie gets really upset bởi this and time is unfrozen, but no one actually notices. Chelsea gets the upper hand and attacks everyone.
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid hoặc up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Công chúa tóc xù on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who Mất tích without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad hoặc upset.