Fairy Tale Style -- Willow

Okay, so most of these were made up when I first made Fin, but then the rest I just made up today with help because I'm an idiot and wanted 13 reasons why Fin's lucky number is 13. Because, bạn know, năm 2013.. *shrug* Idk man some of these are really weird but they're all damn true.
[Remember that I was only like 12 when I first made Fin.]

1. She was born 13 phút after Robin

2. Born on the 13th stop on the (circus) tour

3. 13 stuffed động vật she slept with

4. 13 hours awake everyday

5. 13 when (first) she died

6. She dies every 13 years

7. 13 reincarnate form of the phoenix (don't got a clue...

Kitty sat on her open window sill looking down into the alley below. Her head tilted while she watched thugs dig around in the dumpsters below.
"It has to be in here somewhere!" one of the thugs threw a can to the ground.
"What are we even looking for?!" Kitty stepped off the window sill and to the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy escape trying not to draw attention.
"The chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm we supposed to give to Penguin! I had it on the roof and that pesky cat knocked it from my hand!" Kitty smirked and climbed down the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy escape dropping behind the thugs.
"Looking for something, boys?" Kitty hooked her finger in the necklace...

Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Levitation, magnetic fields, explosive energy, “wings” that can repel radiation
Weaknesses: If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons that aren't magnetic. She can only levitate herself and only for short periods of time.
History: Reyna's mother is a poacher, her dad is a scientist. She grew up in New York. Reyna was teased because of her mother's work and her dad's money. Reyna had a lonely childhood. And a hard one. Her father was mentally insane. Since her...

Name: Rose Walker
Code-name: Vendicta
Age (as of DWF): 24
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 121 lb.
Hair: Choppy, short red with occasional màu hồng, hồng streaks.
Eyes: Green
Attitude: Girly girl, fashionable, flirty
Important Facts: Her father was formerly Governor of New York until Rose was 16, moved to Minnesota and became Governor there.
Civilian Clothing: màu hồng, hồng tank-top, leather trench-coat, jeans hoặc leather pants.
Hero Clothing: Black skin-tight pants, Purple boots, màu hồng, hồng hàng đầu, đầu trang with black highlights, black sleeves, màu hồng, hồng elbow length gloves. màu hồng, hồng half-domino mask.
"Powers": Flight, pyrokinetic, strength, varying invulnerability...

It was too funny to keep to myself!!!! XD And it is based off of a different fanfic from someone else on fanfiction.net so yeah! ENJOY~!





“I'm going to put this simply for both of you. Hurt my son”-there was a pointed look at Ciel-“or my daughter,”-a pointed look at Shane this time “and I will break you. Understand?”
Both nodded their heads swiftly. With an almost evil smile, Fang stood up.
“Glad to talk with you.”
The other boys started to slowly back out of the room.
“Before bạn go, my wife wished to speak with bạn both. I believe she's in the kitchen.”
Again, both boys nodded....

Twan walked into the infirmary, his clothes covered in splatters of blood. He slowly walked into Rene’s room. Amethyst looked above her magazine, seeing him walk into Rene’s room. The purple haired girl set the magazine down on the table, got up, and followed the blonde haired boy into the room as quietly as possible. The boy sat down in the chair tiếp theo to the red heads dead body, his eyes watery. Amethyst stood in the back of the room, leaning back on the wall, watching. The blue eyed boy took Rene’s hand, squeezing it, trying not to break down completely. The purple haired girl just...

Name: Amara Thompson 

Age: 6

Appearance: long straight black hair with grey eyes and fair tan skin.

Powers/Skills: she has the ability to feel others pain and hurt feelings, usually stronger with the ones she loves. ( will not have powers when born)

Relations: biological parents are Bentley and Aryess, niece to Rene, granddaughter to Declan. một giây cousin to Jet.

Personality: very bubbly and cute to be around, she's a sweetheart and usually always giggles hoặc smiles unlike Bentley.

Civvies: a black hoặc grey váy with leggings and a long sleeved hàng đầu, đầu trang with little brown boots.

Past: DNA was collected...

The 4 teens waited patiently outside of Sasha's house the tiếp theo day. "The note đã đưa ý kiến 2 P.M. Where the hell is he?" muttered Nic. A hawk had flown into the house with a note attached to its leg, to which it flew back out as soon as the note as untied. 2 P.M. is all it said, and so the four waited outside for their late companion. Finally, thirty phút later, they could spot him walking towards them from the end of the street. "About time!" Vika shouted towards Richi. "Why the heck-" She was cut short bởi a telepathic message from Scotch, who spoke to all 4 of them simultaneously.

We're being...

"Amara.....sweetie how exactly did bạn get here? " Aryess asked as Bentley carried Amara in his arms, " ummmm" Amara put a finger to her bottom lip deep in thought, " can bạn remember? " Bentley asked as he and Aryess continued walking down the street. " Where were bạn all this time...where did bạn come from sweetie? " Aryess đã đưa ý kiến looking at her. Amara burried her cheek in Bentleys chest blinking back tears " a dark place mommy.....a scary place..." Amara breathed out, " baby don't worry you're an toàn, két an toàn now..." Aryess muttered. Amara suddenly gasped out a cry clinging to Bentley tightly " no im...

I know, I know, I tình yêu bạn too.





The ngọc lục bảo eyes opened, eyelashes coated with ashes. Skin cold to touch, and scars that she had claimed from her confidence and fear alike. Her wings were shed, ripped away, burnt off her sacred body. Her innocent mind was not innocent, and it filled with memories that scarred her. Slowly, and painfully, the hero arose from the ash. ngọc lục bảo eyes widened as memories flashed through her mind.

I screamed in my head. I screamed in pain, and I grew weak, falling to my knees. It hurts so much, God I just want it to stop! Stop! Please! Stop! I gave up, snapping out my...

Terror sat in the dark, willing it away. The warehouse was a perfect place to hide in. No one was around and it was dark. It was almost soothing to stay there. Almost welcoming. But the peace was ruined as doors opened and the lights were flipped on. Terror growled deep in his throat, peering over boxes. He saw two guys. One was carrying a gun and the other was dragging in a girl. They better have medical insurance, Terror thought. He crept closer and listened.
“Set her here,” the guy with the gun said. “When we get the ransom money, we'll shoot them both.”
“We're going to kill them?”...

Don't ask please

You're going to let her go?
“No.”
Then bạn know what bạn must do.
“I do.”
She placed the cup to her lips, drinking down the warm liquid. It tasted foul, like warm sữa with onions. But she made no face to indicate so. She tossed a light blue powder around in a circular motion. She muttered a short chant, eyes taking on the appearance of a blazing fire. She could hear the slow beating of a drum, the cry of a viscous bird, the howl of a wolf. She moved, as if she were dancing. The beat got faster and her feet responded. She moved until the powder was gone. And all at once,...

This will appear after Last Resort :3 

I'm not sure if I loved my parents 

  One night Malcom and Teddy Parker are murdered, their son, Shane, is one of the last people to see his powerful parents alive. 

And I'm not sure that they loved me

  Shane and his brothers are to suspects to the murder. And as Shane begins to remember of disturbing past events, he's force to ask this question: What is the Parker family truly capable of?  

But I'm going to find out who killed them, even if it was me. 

Shane Parker had the life at his school. The looks, the friends, and the money. But one thing...

Tyler walked down the hall and passed Blade's room. Her door was still closed, unlike the others, and locked. Confusion rossed hi face but he continued into the main room, of The Cave, where the giáng sinh cây was standing. He observed the scene. Phoebe and Dylan where cudding on the couch, Lexi was tearing through the presents, Aisling was waiting for Fin to get her a drink, and Fang and Devin where sitting, and laughing, listening to Mel's story about Santa.

The fire-caster made his way towards Mel,"Santa, eh?" He laughed. Mel glared at him,"I saw her! She was giving out pesents!"
"Right, Mel,...

The following is a response to link bởi McLovin. Enjoy~

"-and I don't even know how long we're going to be here. I mean, we're already spending giáng sinh and probably New Year's as fugitives in a foreign country with two unfamiliar Russians- I mean don't get me wrong, I tình yêu Sasha and Vika's a great roommate and I'm totally grateful that they were willing to take us in. But I just wanted to be home in time to spend the holidays with the team and my boyfriend."
Aryess ceased her pacing and fell onto the sole đi văng of the living room. Declan, who had listened to his sister's ranting for an impressive...

Name: Vika Vernadskaya

Alias: Czarina -after her mother- (meaning Female Ruler in Russian)

Age: 15

Hair: White, fine, waist length

Skin: Pale

Eyes: Gold

Personality: perceptive; out-spoken; sassy, but polite; sensitive toward others

Civvies: Rose-blouse; light-blue mini skirt; small satchel; white high tops; white knee socks; màu hồng, hồng headband with single sky-blue rose

Costume: (human form -rarely used in battle-) black ngắn tay, tay áo ngắn half-shirt; black yoga pants; bare foot; black plain gauntlets- fingerless gloves stretching to mid-bicep; black headband and hair up; black choker
(wolf form) simple black...

“It's not a big deal! You're being so demanding!”
“You promised me bạn would be trang chủ before hand!”
“I got caught up!”
“You should have called us!”
“You're not my parents!”
“But bạn are in this family! bạn need to listen when we tell bạn things!”
“Why do bạn care?! You're NOT my mom and bạn never will be!”
“Room! Now!” Fang interrupted.
Irra shot him a glare but marched off, mumbling about thiên thần and mischief. She slammed the door to her room closed and sat in the hàng đầu, đầu trang corner of her bed.
“Stupid foster parents!”
She took the hat off her head and ran a hand through her...

Yeah, my new obsession is the band Red, specifically the song Let it Burn. So I'm nghề viết văn a (depressing) songfic on it. Like my link, this one is just a general couple song-fic (so no names) that is also depressing and might possibly make bạn cry. It made me cry, at least. Pretty dark, just like the other one..
Yeah, song is link bởi Red.

I watch this city burn
These dreams like ashes float away
Your voice I never heard
Only silence...

She struggled to her feet, only to find herself collapsing to the ground once more, toppled bởi the crippling smoke surrounding her. The overpowering smell of smoldering...

Name: Blood River
Id: Eztli
Age: Unknowen, but looks 17
Apearance,: Dark hair, skin somtimes looks red, but is realy thêm latino like, eyes olmost always look red thouw the real color is unknowen.
Cloths: always weirs animel Bones on his cloths, somtimes wears robes, othertimes wears thêm tribal clothse.
Personanly: bloodthisty, agrasif, zelos, likes to gets up close and persanol.
Powers: bloodmagick, gets stronger when around blood, vodoo.
Wapons: knives, macuahuitl, spears, axe's.

Background: As a jong boy Eztli geot Mất tích in the jungel, wher he found a shrin to the blood god, and the place seemd...