Screams filled the air as the glass rained down. Declan doubled-over and held the boy in his arms tightly, shielding him with his body. He heard the ZIP! of friction and glanced up under the bill of his fedora.
Figures dressed in all black were sliding down on ropes through the shattered sky lights. They kept coming and coming. The scariest part was the ghoulish clown masks they wore.
Declan looked toward the doors, the windows, the balconies. All were now guarded bởi masked men. The party guests stood Nữ hoàng băng giá in shock, in terror as these new arrivals pushed through the crowd to line the walls.
One final masked man slid down the line. No, not masked, for he wore none. Only horribly done make-up classified this one as a clown.
The name "Joker" rippled through the horrified crowd.
Riley whimpered and Declan wrapped his arms tighter around the frightened boy. That's when he realized his sister was nowhere to be seen.
"What are they doing here?" Nic hissed in his ear. Declan startled, having not heard the younger male slip through the crowd.
"Well," he muttered, straightening, "There are about 80 rich people here, 8 of them own famous companies, and there isn't a cop in sight."
"Hostage buffet," the dark haired male murmured back, "Where's Ary?"
Declan shrugged and looked back at Joker, standing in the center of the room, center of attention, a gleeful red grin on his face. His horribly dark eyes scanned the crowd and settled on one group of people in particular.
A sudden, quick movement in the crowd caught Declan's eye. One of the minion carnaval terrors suddenly cried out and crumpled to the ground.
Figures dressed in all black were sliding down on ropes through the shattered sky lights. They kept coming and coming. The scariest part was the ghoulish clown masks they wore.
Declan looked toward the doors, the windows, the balconies. All were now guarded bởi masked men. The party guests stood Nữ hoàng băng giá in shock, in terror as these new arrivals pushed through the crowd to line the walls.
One final masked man slid down the line. No, not masked, for he wore none. Only horribly done make-up classified this one as a clown.
The name "Joker" rippled through the horrified crowd.
Riley whimpered and Declan wrapped his arms tighter around the frightened boy. That's when he realized his sister was nowhere to be seen.
"What are they doing here?" Nic hissed in his ear. Declan startled, having not heard the younger male slip through the crowd.
"Well," he muttered, straightening, "There are about 80 rich people here, 8 of them own famous companies, and there isn't a cop in sight."
"Hostage buffet," the dark haired male murmured back, "Where's Ary?"
Declan shrugged and looked back at Joker, standing in the center of the room, center of attention, a gleeful red grin on his face. His horribly dark eyes scanned the crowd and settled on one group of people in particular.
A sudden, quick movement in the crowd caught Declan's eye. One of the minion carnaval terrors suddenly cried out and crumpled to the ground.
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.
This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is bởi nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.