“I'm so glad bạn all could be here. Seeing as this is your last day, we may as well make it short.”
“You're a monster Amber. bạn always were!”
Becca cringed at the sound of skin hitting skin. She grinded her teeth together, letting a low growl peep out.
“Amber, bạn better NOT have just slapped her,” Becca warned menacingly.
“What can bạn do warrior? You're bond just like-”
Amber suddenly cut herself off with a laugh. Becca wished she could close her ears.
“Oh no. This is...this is too good! Devin!”
Amber laughed again as an air of confusion fell into place. Each person waited till the sound of Amber's laugh died away.
“Oh Devin. This brings me so much joy! I can't believe bạn did this! The chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm from him was one thing. But this? Not only do I get to see bạn die for good, but I also get the joy of playing bạn AND marrying your love?”
Amber laughed for a third time. Becca felt a shift in auras.
“Hey Amber? Do all the Fallens look as ugly as you?” Becca interjected.
Laughter stopped and Becca braced for the slap that was sure to come. But it never did.
“Why speak so boldly little warrior? bạn of all know the price of this failure.”
“How would bạn control our powers?”
“What?”
“Our powers are gifted to us, right? So wouldn't they fall away with us?”
“You speak boldly and truly. Maybe it is best to get rid of bạn first.”
“Might I abide bạn for one last question?”
“So be it.”
“Why are bạn so stupid?”
Pain hit her flesh before she knew what had happened. Tears formed in her covered eyes and she clenched her hands into tight fists.
“You're worthless! bạn have no real power! bạn were đã đưa ý kiến to be destined! But bạn are not! bạn are a fool, Becca Stevens!”
“I'm also a great distraction.”
Amber turned her head to find Devin gone. She screamed in anger and frustration.
“Where is she?!”
The brackets holding them down unlocked and the visors slid away. Becca rubbed at her wrists and pulled free her escrim sticks. A familiar smirk lit her face.
“So. Who goes down first?”
“You're a monster Amber. bạn always were!”
Becca cringed at the sound of skin hitting skin. She grinded her teeth together, letting a low growl peep out.
“Amber, bạn better NOT have just slapped her,” Becca warned menacingly.
“What can bạn do warrior? You're bond just like-”
Amber suddenly cut herself off with a laugh. Becca wished she could close her ears.
“Oh no. This is...this is too good! Devin!”
Amber laughed again as an air of confusion fell into place. Each person waited till the sound of Amber's laugh died away.
“Oh Devin. This brings me so much joy! I can't believe bạn did this! The chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm from him was one thing. But this? Not only do I get to see bạn die for good, but I also get the joy of playing bạn AND marrying your love?”
Amber laughed for a third time. Becca felt a shift in auras.
“Hey Amber? Do all the Fallens look as ugly as you?” Becca interjected.
Laughter stopped and Becca braced for the slap that was sure to come. But it never did.
“Why speak so boldly little warrior? bạn of all know the price of this failure.”
“How would bạn control our powers?”
“What?”
“Our powers are gifted to us, right? So wouldn't they fall away with us?”
“You speak boldly and truly. Maybe it is best to get rid of bạn first.”
“Might I abide bạn for one last question?”
“So be it.”
“Why are bạn so stupid?”
Pain hit her flesh before she knew what had happened. Tears formed in her covered eyes and she clenched her hands into tight fists.
“You're worthless! bạn have no real power! bạn were đã đưa ý kiến to be destined! But bạn are not! bạn are a fool, Becca Stevens!”
“I'm also a great distraction.”
Amber turned her head to find Devin gone. She screamed in anger and frustration.
“Where is she?!”
The brackets holding them down unlocked and the visors slid away. Becca rubbed at her wrists and pulled free her escrim sticks. A familiar smirk lit her face.
“So. Who goes down first?”
Name: Blake Douglas
Alias: Kid Devil
Age: 16
Occupation: Villain
Powers: Blood bending, acrobatics, hand-to-hand combat
Past:Blake was introduced to crime at the age of 4, when his parents gave into robbing for money. At age 7 Blake joined Riddler in his fight against Batman, at age 9 Blade watched and helped his new teammate Jessica, train. Now, at age 16, Blake hopes for the ngày that Jess returns to villainous side of humanity.
Other: Riddlers first apprentice
-Keeps a dao, con dao in his boot
-Dated Jess before she left.
-DON'T ask him about his Alias...it's a bad idea.
Alias: Arwin
Age: 16
Occupation/Alliance: Hero
Appearance: Long black hair, trái cam, màu da cam eyes, 5' 5"
Powers/skills/weapons: powers over the element earth, martial arts, and her family heir loom (a magic staff)
Personality: Withdrawn, optimistic, kind, brave, courageous, shy, cynical, hard-working, loyal
History: After being được trao into the care of her grandparents without warning Lana's parents mysteriously went missing. Lana discovered their family heir loom when she went looking for her parents a năm later. She took the heir loom into her possesion after đọc a note left with the heir loom bởi her parents. When she was fifteen she left her grandparents to train her powers. After training for three years and discovering many things Lana returned to her grandparent's house to find them gone. From that point on Lana decided that secrets only killed people rather than kept the safe.
This is a small announcement, I only post this bài viết beceas the new fanpop system is so broken Thad I can't even poste any tường posts hoặc hình ảnh anymore. so to the announcement.
I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o thêm often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.
So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)
I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o thêm often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.
So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)