My mind wanted this.. and I completely hate my mind right now.. But I wrote it anyways... So... *goes and hides in corner*
It's kinda... creepy/weird. Forgive me.
“I missed you.”
The halls were completely bare, the rug was clean to perfection, but the house had an eerie air to it. The lights didn’t work well and the doors seemed to whistle creepily. Shadows bounced off the slightly dirty windows. He walked slowly, his bloodshot hollow eyes darting to and fro among the halls, jumping at even the slightest of noises. His mouth would open to scream when a sudden shadow came out at him, but nothing ever came out.
“Why’d you leave me?”
Whenever he blinked, for a couple segundos afterwards, the walls would be torn, covered in dirt and other things. The rug became stained and the room became completely dark. The shadows became real, chasing him, hurting him, ripping him apart. But as soon as it came it was over, and he was back in the dimly lit, unsoiled hall.
“Can’t you stay?”
Her voice echoed everywhere, everywhere. It hissed in his ears and pounded in his head-- it just would not leave. Another step, and it seemed to break his eardrums. He wanted to rip those damned things off. But it wasn’t their fault... it was that voice... that damn voice. It was so familiar, but so different than what he thought he remembered.
“Come on, please? I promise not to hurt you!”
She said that once. Once. But she broke his heart, and left him alone. And now, she’s finally back, and he wants to see her. She’s perfect for him. They both have that one damn condition, and they’re both in amor with that beautiful color red.
“Eric...”
The last part was in somewhat of a song, and not on tune at all, but Eric didn’t mind. He loved it when she sang to him... it was always so beautiful. Finally, her voice began to comfort him, and he closed his eyes for a lengthy amount of time. When he opened his eyes again, he was in front of a dark door, the hallway was once again full of filth. He opened the door, and there she was, waiting for him. Her eyes weren’t that pretty blue, anymore, but he didn’t mind-- it was still the same girl. She came closer and he finally noticed a bloody body on the floor behind her that slightly resembled Delta, but he brought his attention back to her. She smiled and dropped the faca and wrapped her arms around his neck, soaking blood into his grey shirt. He nuzzled into her neck, and she whispered in his ear.
“I missed you so, so much... Why did you leave?”
He shook his head. She pulled away and looked at him sadly, and for a segundo he saw a flash of tell-tale sapphires and glistening gold, but it was gone soon enough. The sadness was gone as well, and she flashed him a grin of sharp, pearly white teeth. Blood seemed to drip from the edges of her lips, and for the first time he noticed her hair was roughly cut.
“Don’t go again. Please?”
He was so blissful with her, so oblivious, that he didn’t notice her hand going to her own side and pulling out a faca that was rusty and stained. He was lost, so lost and he didn’t care what was going on, because she’d finally found him.
“By the way...”
He blinked and opened his mouth to yell out, finally coming back to reality, but it was too late. The blade swept across his throat in a smooth, fluid motion and he fell to the ground, clutching at his neck, which was bleeding heavily. Just before the world went black, he noticed that the body behind her was indeed Delta, and he could have sworn that he saw Robin under her. He looked up, and Kyra smiled sweetly, her eyes glistening.
“Have you seen Devin? I really, really, miss her...”
It's kinda... creepy/weird. Forgive me.
“I missed you.”
The halls were completely bare, the rug was clean to perfection, but the house had an eerie air to it. The lights didn’t work well and the doors seemed to whistle creepily. Shadows bounced off the slightly dirty windows. He walked slowly, his bloodshot hollow eyes darting to and fro among the halls, jumping at even the slightest of noises. His mouth would open to scream when a sudden shadow came out at him, but nothing ever came out.
“Why’d you leave me?”
Whenever he blinked, for a couple segundos afterwards, the walls would be torn, covered in dirt and other things. The rug became stained and the room became completely dark. The shadows became real, chasing him, hurting him, ripping him apart. But as soon as it came it was over, and he was back in the dimly lit, unsoiled hall.
“Can’t you stay?”
Her voice echoed everywhere, everywhere. It hissed in his ears and pounded in his head-- it just would not leave. Another step, and it seemed to break his eardrums. He wanted to rip those damned things off. But it wasn’t their fault... it was that voice... that damn voice. It was so familiar, but so different than what he thought he remembered.
“Come on, please? I promise not to hurt you!”
She said that once. Once. But she broke his heart, and left him alone. And now, she’s finally back, and he wants to see her. She’s perfect for him. They both have that one damn condition, and they’re both in amor with that beautiful color red.
“Eric...”
The last part was in somewhat of a song, and not on tune at all, but Eric didn’t mind. He loved it when she sang to him... it was always so beautiful. Finally, her voice began to comfort him, and he closed his eyes for a lengthy amount of time. When he opened his eyes again, he was in front of a dark door, the hallway was once again full of filth. He opened the door, and there she was, waiting for him. Her eyes weren’t that pretty blue, anymore, but he didn’t mind-- it was still the same girl. She came closer and he finally noticed a bloody body on the floor behind her that slightly resembled Delta, but he brought his attention back to her. She smiled and dropped the faca and wrapped her arms around his neck, soaking blood into his grey shirt. He nuzzled into her neck, and she whispered in his ear.
“I missed you so, so much... Why did you leave?”
He shook his head. She pulled away and looked at him sadly, and for a segundo he saw a flash of tell-tale sapphires and glistening gold, but it was gone soon enough. The sadness was gone as well, and she flashed him a grin of sharp, pearly white teeth. Blood seemed to drip from the edges of her lips, and for the first time he noticed her hair was roughly cut.
“Don’t go again. Please?”
He was so blissful with her, so oblivious, that he didn’t notice her hand going to her own side and pulling out a faca that was rusty and stained. He was lost, so lost and he didn’t care what was going on, because she’d finally found him.
“By the way...”
He blinked and opened his mouth to yell out, finally coming back to reality, but it was too late. The blade swept across his throat in a smooth, fluid motion and he fell to the ground, clutching at his neck, which was bleeding heavily. Just before the world went black, he noticed that the body behind her was indeed Delta, and he could have sworn that he saw Robin under her. He looked up, and Kyra smiled sweetly, her eyes glistening.
“Have you seen Devin? I really, really, miss her...”
Yeah.... ._.
Selene-Human form
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the queen or king at the earliest time possible. I became queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced por a new queen. A seven ano old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the friends i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the queen or king at the earliest time possible. I became queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced por a new queen. A seven ano old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the friends i do now?
Eyes:
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
That's right! I'm still waiting on the descrição from Robin_Love, but the seguinte Young Justice Episode has some spoilers and news.
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive mural posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive mural posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
'Stume
