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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Eachen Story ( ee-kin ) (( i changed his name shhhh))

Villian Name: Vile

Age: 19

Appearance: dirty blonde hair and green eyes.

Relations: Lucas Story is his younger brother.

Powers/Skills: he has viles that he keeps with him that give him strength and power. Depending on his intake of the substance the thêm power he gains. Combat skills.

Personality: he is very self centered and only benefits himself, though he secretley has a tim, trái tim he tries to take over that feeling bởi greed and power.

Villian suit: he wears army paint on his cheeks and has a black hooded jacket, with black pants and combat boots and fingerless black gloves. He wears a sash that can hold thousands of viles filled with the substance he uses to become stronger.

Past: He was WhiteShadow but found that that wasnt enough for him, he moved on to this new ID and became Vile. He always hated how his brother was granted those powers and he wasnt. He became obsessed with this substance and was never able to stop taking it becuase of the powers he gained from it. ( ex. super strength, immortality to ngọn lửa, chữa cháy and bullets )

Others: He has it in for his brother and the people he cares about. The viles sometimes take the colour out of his hair and eyes but it eventually regains its natural colour.
 natural colour of hair and eyes
natural colour of hair and eyes
 natural colour of hair and eyes
natural colour of hair and eyes
posted by Robin_Love
“What do bạn mean I can't go?!”
“I mean bạn will not go.”
“But mom that's not-”
“It's final Mel.”
The young teen screamed in frustration.
“Why not?”
“Because I don't think bạn should. You're a young girl.”
“Ugh! You're ruining my life!”
Mel flew off angrily. Devin waited till she heard the door slam before rubbing the headache that was coming on. Her daughter was a handful but Devin was okay with it. She walked into the kitchen, grabbing a few herbs and warming some water. She closed her eyes and crushed a few herbs, chanting some weird language. She waited for just a minute...
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Milton Khaners

Alias: Conscience

Age: 15

Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.

Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good Lời khuyên giver.

Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.

Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is thêm on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.

Past: unknown.
EXTREME SPOILERS FOR DIVIDED WE FALL AHEAD!!!! IF bạn HAVE NOT READ THE trước đó BOOK, DO NOT READ THIS PREVIEW!!!




Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara đã đưa ý kiến once more, firmly. 

"Thanks, Babs." Sam đã đưa ý kiến softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned phía trước, chuyển tiếp and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam đã đưa ý kiến softly. "I'm glad we're Những người bạn Barbara."

The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the Kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out." 

"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."

"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.

Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty giây before returning to her computer.
posted by XxKFforeverXx
 ~If I catch this, we'll make it to the championship games...~
~If I catch this, we'll make it to the championship games...~
Hinata pulled off his baseball mũ lưỡi trai, cap off, running his fingers though his short hair and put his mũ lưỡi trai, cap back on, keeping the heat off him, as sweat dripped off his face. His team was up bởi one, last inning two outs, runners on một giây and third.
"You okay son?" The Coach yelled from the dugout,
"Uh?" Hinata looked over at his coach while the other team was in timeout. "Yeah, i'm just a little off sorts today." Hinata blinked and pressed to fingers against his wrist, counting his pulse Great, it's off beat. he blinked the blurriness away and got back into position, Hinata refocused as a pop up was hit....
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Yes, I did base him off Angel beats. No, he isn't the same, just looks and personality!

Name: Hinata Kennedy :3
Alias: Hinata
Age: 18
Powers/Skills: -Posses a bit of magic, whenever he says "Godskill lvl 1,2,3,4 hoặc 5" some sword hoặc bostaff, will appear in his hands.
-Sword fighting
Weakness: He has his physical limits.
Past: Hinata grew up a happy and healthy child, but that all changed at the age of 5. Hinata went through a untreated case of untreated rheumatic fever, resulting in two of his aortic valves to stop working. Soon after, Hinata had to have surgery to recieve two metal aortic valves,...
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The crimson and black clad vigilante made his way into the kitchen. bia and bia as far as one could see. Crusty sandwiches, empty potato chip bags littered the room. Revenge bent over to look for something when he heard a slight whimpering sound from the tiếp theo room. He wasn't prepared for a dog.

When Revenge walked into the room, he saw Melody sitting on the couch. Her trước đó skimpy maid costume was gone. She was covered in an untied bathrobe. Her brown hair was damp, clinging to her shoulders. Revenge walked over to the window and looked at her. A sudden bolt of lightning flashed behind...
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"Are bạn sure?" cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly asked, slipping on her boots.

"No choice." Sam growled. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly had noticed the Black Hero was back to his normal dark, brooding self. He continued slipping on his body armor.

"Well what about me?" Becca asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"Stay here." Revenge said.

Becca was shell-shocked for a moment before becoming enraged. "Why not?"

"It's too dangerous."

"Says you."

"It's at a highly unstable nuclear power plant!"

"So?"

"So it leaks radiation like a bottle with holes in it!"

"My body can handle radiation!"

"This radiation is higher than Chernobyl!"

Becca paused for a second....
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ARNING:

This Fanfiction has been rated "M" for Mature. Reader's Discretion is advised. Extreme Violence, adult language & content, sexual content, debatable actions bởi characters, public trauma, extreme cussing, and other questionable events will occur. It is highly suggested that viewers younger than fifteen do not read this. It is also the author's suggestion that if anyone of any age feels offended bởi any of the content mentioned above, that they do not read it.

NOTE:

This fanfiction was originally delayed two weeks due to the tragic shootings in Aurora, Colorado. Events in this fanfiction...
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posted by SilverWings13
“Aryess?”
The handmaid, stormy grey eyes, fair untamed locks that had escaped their bun falling in her face, turned from the cutting board and sliced veggies toward the gentle, commanding voice that had called her name. “The princess requests your presence.”
Aryess nodded, curtsied, and walked past the young, dark haired butler to the servant’s staircase. She exchanged a glance with him, a momentary flicker of reassurance in his deep ashy eyes before she entered the dim lit stairwell. Aryess blamed the musty, oppressing air and the steep climb as the nguồn of the persperation accumulating...
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posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The trái cam, màu da cam jumpsuit he wore was little thêm than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. bạn have refused to give us any information...
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What Could Have Been...

(AN: Yah, here's my Halloween Special. I thought it was different than what other people would expect from me. Besides, I need to do something happy. Cheers!)

--SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT-- 



New York City
October 31st, 18:03 EST
2035 A.D.
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"Mom?" 

"Yes honey?"

"Are bạn coming trick-or-treating?" 

Holly glanced back through the bedroom at Sam who shook his head before pointing to his watch.

"No, I'm sorry Lily. I'd tình yêu to come but daddy and I have a very...important errand to run." 

"Okay..." The light haired girl frowned. Her hair was somewhere...
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posted by The_Writer
"Price to Pay"

"All units, murder suspect on fifth and third proceeding north on foot. Pursuing. Require backup. Suspect is heavily armed and protected. Female, mid-twenties. White hair, black clothes, sword and possible body armor." the radio crackled.

"Let's go." Revenge said, flooring the gas pedal.

"Police Unit 224 this is Police Chief Draxx, stand bởi for backup."

"I'm already on my way, Draxx." Revenge said.

"I know, I was talking about the helicopter backup I was sending." Draxx paused. "You know this person?"

"Doubtful. I haven't met anyone with that mô tả wearing body armor and carrying...
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Megan stared at the papers that were on the table, she picked up the Daily Planet, and opened up to a ngẫu nhiên section in the paper. Her eyes bugged out. Harley’s picture was in it. She wore a skimpy bikini, blue with red polka dots. Large sunglasses, her hair had grown back to its normal length that they were all used to. She held a drinking glass, that held a red colored drink. Megan almost coughed up her cereal, when Superboy walked in. He strode over to her ad smacked her as lightly as he could on the back, hand tingling as he touched her. “You okay M’gann?” Megan nodded, “Yeah,...
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“Are bạn sure this will work?” asked Siêu nhân and Skylar repeatedly. Người dơi was getting annoyed, “I’m sure.” and turned his back on the men đang tải Harley in a testing tube into S.T.A.R. Labs Van. They were lucky they had sedated her, hoặc she would have gone into a rage. She hated test tubes as much as Superboy hated Pods and monkeys. Mr. Arleta came to Siêu nhân and Người dơi looking at a clipboard, “We have all the data, and she’s loaded in, Wayne Corps. has donated to the cause of bringing Harley back. Quite a generous donation too. Ten thousand dollars. And the Daily Planet, has...
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posted by Robin_Love
She woke to a strange murmur, like that of a buzzing crowd. She had expected them both the night before. She hadn't been disappointed. Now she dressed for the day, slipping on her sunglasses. Making sure her weapons were in place, she opened the door. She could hear talking, an occasional shout, and a hint of growled out threat. She walked closer, this time hearing her name.
“What's going on?”
Everything stopped. All eyes were on her as she stood in the doorway.
“Well?”
She walked further in, heading over to Alek. He was in front of the team, looking worried rather than his usual calm...
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Name: unknown

Hero Name: Bloodmist

Age: 16 turning 17 soon

Appearance: he wears a pull over mask so its unknown what he looks like other than him being a well built person and is tall.

Personality: he has the habbit of sneaking up on people and is very mysterious, he has a very cocky and sarcastic attitude which often ends up pissing of certian people ( cough cough Blade)

Powers/Skills: has no powers, but has skills in sword combat and hand to hand combat. His suit often helps him with his skills, he has grappling hook wrist compartments in his suit so he can lung lay, swing from building to building, he...
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posted by Mclovin_69
He layed asleep on the đi văng his eyes closed lightly and his breathing shallow and gentle. She walked in in her tight blue jeans and a màu tím long sleeved áo sơ mi with her combat boots and her eyes fixed on him, her lips surpressed a smile watching him. She walked over and sat across from him on the coffee bàn and gentley brushed his hair out of his face and ran her hand down his cheek, he didnt awaken from his slumber. She watched him in intrest, he looked so relaxed and defenseless as he slept, she tilted her head to the side staring at him still. Never would she see him like this when he...
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posted by Robin_Love
He stood before her in the complete darkness. His eyes pierced hers as she looked at him. She had expected him. She knew he would come.
“You did not come when I asked.”
“You are correct.”
He watched her, but she showed no emotion where he was concerned.
“You disobeyed me. And after all I've done.”
“You couldn't save them yet bạn gave me no warning.”
“You are lucky. I admire your fiery spirit.”
“Luck is not the word.”
“Quite true. Be relieved I don't harm you.”
“That's a threat.”
They stared at each other for the không gian of several minutes. He moved closer, tilting her her...
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posted by The_Writer
“Proceed with caution.” Người dơi said, before jumping and crashing through the glass.

“Proceed with caution, he says.” Barbara smirked. Sam grinned and held out a hand.

“Ladies first?”

Barbara smirked again before leaping and making a một giây hole in the glass. Revenge was third.

Sure enough, Joker and his goons were standing bởi some brewing stands. Joker turned and grinned when he saw Batman.
“Either bạn don’t know how to use a door, hoặc bạn just like pulling glass out of your shorts. GET ‘EM!”

The clown’s goons opened fire. The two bats ducked while Revenge ran, tossed daggers,...
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