I was sitting in my room, strumming my đàn ghi ta, guitar when there was a knock on my door. I groaned. Can't they all just leave me alone?! I'm in no mood to deal with them! I opened the door and found a surprise.
“Terror!”
“Hi Bec. Listen, I have to do something to get this feeling out. Will bạn help me?”
“Of course.”
“Thanks. bạn can play acoustic right?”
“Yep. Prefer electric but I can deal for you.”
“Kay. Let's go.”
I followed Terror out the door and followed him towards the same room I had helped him and Blade get together. I really hoped that, this time, we wouldn't be disturbed. Because if anyone else heard this, they would be as broken as Terror and myself.
“Kay. I'm gonna get the đàn piano ready.”
I nodded at him and picked up the acoustic guitar. I started to tune it, listening as Terror played something on the piano. I was feeling so bad. Terror was like my brother. I was very protective of him whenever he was broken. What I had done to Bloodmist was proof enough. But I just couldn't let Terror become anymore broken than he was. If I did, I feared he would fall to pieces. I brought my mind back to earth as a few tears fell from my eyes. I turned my head and went back to what I was doing before.
“You ready?” Terror asked.
“Yeah.”
I listened to the tune of the song. Ah crap! I knew this song! And I could tell I was going to cry before it was over. But I went along. For Terror.
I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what bạn say
But I just can't make a sound
bạn tell me that bạn need me
Then bạn go and cut me down
But wait...
bạn tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say...
When it was over and Terror had stopped, tears were running down my face. I couldn't help it. I never really showed emotion unless I loved the person to death. There were very few I ever cried in front of. One thêm had just been added to that list. I put the đàn ghi ta, guitar down, covering my eyes with my hands. I felt strong arms surround me.
“I'm sorry,” he whispered.
I just shook my head.
“I-It's n-not your f-fault!”
Now I was stuttering. But Terror was never this full of emotion. I couldn't help myself! His voice had sounded so perfect yet so broken. He hadn't faltered and he was the one consoling me! He hadn't even shed a tear the entire time!
“W-why aren't y-you crying?” I asked, curious.
“Got no thêm tears left. Can't cry without tears.”
I just nodded and let myself be held. I swear Terror. If Blade doesn't come back to you, I'll find someone who will tình yêu bạn to no end.
“Terror!”
“Hi Bec. Listen, I have to do something to get this feeling out. Will bạn help me?”
“Of course.”
“Thanks. bạn can play acoustic right?”
“Yep. Prefer electric but I can deal for you.”
“Kay. Let's go.”
I followed Terror out the door and followed him towards the same room I had helped him and Blade get together. I really hoped that, this time, we wouldn't be disturbed. Because if anyone else heard this, they would be as broken as Terror and myself.
“Kay. I'm gonna get the đàn piano ready.”
I nodded at him and picked up the acoustic guitar. I started to tune it, listening as Terror played something on the piano. I was feeling so bad. Terror was like my brother. I was very protective of him whenever he was broken. What I had done to Bloodmist was proof enough. But I just couldn't let Terror become anymore broken than he was. If I did, I feared he would fall to pieces. I brought my mind back to earth as a few tears fell from my eyes. I turned my head and went back to what I was doing before.
“You ready?” Terror asked.
“Yeah.”
I listened to the tune of the song. Ah crap! I knew this song! And I could tell I was going to cry before it was over. But I went along. For Terror.
I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what bạn say
But I just can't make a sound
bạn tell me that bạn need me
Then bạn go and cut me down
But wait...
bạn tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say...
When it was over and Terror had stopped, tears were running down my face. I couldn't help it. I never really showed emotion unless I loved the person to death. There were very few I ever cried in front of. One thêm had just been added to that list. I put the đàn ghi ta, guitar down, covering my eyes with my hands. I felt strong arms surround me.
“I'm sorry,” he whispered.
I just shook my head.
“I-It's n-not your f-fault!”
Now I was stuttering. But Terror was never this full of emotion. I couldn't help myself! His voice had sounded so perfect yet so broken. He hadn't faltered and he was the one consoling me! He hadn't even shed a tear the entire time!
“W-why aren't y-you crying?” I asked, curious.
“Got no thêm tears left. Can't cry without tears.”
I just nodded and let myself be held. I swear Terror. If Blade doesn't come back to you, I'll find someone who will tình yêu bạn to no end.
Prologue to Chapter Nine- "The Beginning of thêm Troubles"
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The hiển thị is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up bởi security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if bạn can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The hiển thị is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up bởi security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if bạn can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
“When we take revenge against another, we lose some of our innocence”, that’s what they tell me. So I guess I Mất tích all of my innocence. Oh well, I Mất tích it early, might as well have gotten rid of it. See people throw ngẫu nhiên trích dẫn everywhere, a lot of them don’t seem to apply to me.
“When bạn get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to cú đấm the person,” And it only takes 4 thêm to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.
“When bạn get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to cú đấm the person,” And it only takes 4 thêm to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.