"so you think you can beat me, it's a joke" stated Ajax looking at him from the opposite side of the capsule
"Why are you even doing this?, I mean hurting me is one thing but hurting others like Mafia por saying your going to kill me is just wrong" spoke Alex not bothering to look back at him
"details, if I can't physically take you on but I can mentally.
you know you can't kill me because I'm the deepest hidden part of you, yet I can kill you because your Web also, meaning your not really me" he states yet another fact
"Yeah yeah, ultimate doom and all that but really you know I will try and win" he said cockily while his eyes drift over the themes and Londres
"we fight tomorrow but first we have to get down, because no one is manning this and we're stuck" Ajax said standing In front of the door opening it looking down. The view straight down wasn't nice because if you fell you'd hit nearly every support this thing has and if you somehow manage survive that the ground would be a heavy hitter, so not the best idea to fall
"I don't know about you but the view is still good even if this is a edited memory, getting down won't be hard just down the same thing we did to get up...we climb down instead of up" Alex spoke getting up and heading out climbing his way down support to support then his feet touched the ground looking up at Ajax before being sent into a dream
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(Dream)
"It's time to face the foe men, prepare the cannons, muskets and pistols" yelled Alex above the roar of his crew then turned to look at the enemy ship in the distance, he knew it was captained my Ajax it was a fight neither of them could lose yet there was a faint peace in the air, both guarded as the calm before the stom
"Men you know what we must do sink their vessel or bored it and take it!" Ajax said whilst he turn the barco and headed right for Alex"
The boats clashed both wounded from the ranged combat, as Ajax jumped abroad Alex's ship his men following suit and stood in front of the swords, muskets and pistols they charged. The first contact was made por the bullets fired por Alex's men then cutlasses, rapiers clashed Ajax cutting man after man who ever got in his way
Alex knocking them out with the butt of his rapier
They locked eyes knowing it their turn to fight each other, the men fighting stopped and backed away making a arena type area
They walked into it each side cheering for their captains, swords then clashing as both Ajax and Alex fight
"I wonder what's the first thing I'll do with a body I can't chose" questioned Ajax as he swings at Alex
"You not going to win!" Yelled Alex as he blocked the attack and slides his sword down Ajax's blade locking them into place and making both swords fly into the sea sinking into the depths
"fine, let's fight with out weapons" he spoke while throwing a soco at Alex's face
Alex throws a soco at Ajax's face "well no sh++"
Both punches connect with each others faces
Suddenly they gets sucked into each other melding as one and everything goes white killing everyone on the boat
(Real world)
Alex tosses and turns in his sleep before screaming out in pain falling out of his cama clutching is head fully awake screaming bloody murder as his hair slowly turns into a mixture of black and blonde, his eyes changing colour before one stays blue the other turns black completely, still screaming he reaches his bathroom looking into the mirror seeing the changes, then screaming out again in mind numbing pain as his mind is wiped clean, falling to his knees still clutching his head until he falls unconscious on the floor
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"Why are you even doing this?, I mean hurting me is one thing but hurting others like Mafia por saying your going to kill me is just wrong" spoke Alex not bothering to look back at him
"details, if I can't physically take you on but I can mentally.
you know you can't kill me because I'm the deepest hidden part of you, yet I can kill you because your Web also, meaning your not really me" he states yet another fact
"Yeah yeah, ultimate doom and all that but really you know I will try and win" he said cockily while his eyes drift over the themes and Londres
"we fight tomorrow but first we have to get down, because no one is manning this and we're stuck" Ajax said standing In front of the door opening it looking down. The view straight down wasn't nice because if you fell you'd hit nearly every support this thing has and if you somehow manage survive that the ground would be a heavy hitter, so not the best idea to fall
"I don't know about you but the view is still good even if this is a edited memory, getting down won't be hard just down the same thing we did to get up...we climb down instead of up" Alex spoke getting up and heading out climbing his way down support to support then his feet touched the ground looking up at Ajax before being sent into a dream
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(Dream)
"It's time to face the foe men, prepare the cannons, muskets and pistols" yelled Alex above the roar of his crew then turned to look at the enemy ship in the distance, he knew it was captained my Ajax it was a fight neither of them could lose yet there was a faint peace in the air, both guarded as the calm before the stom
"Men you know what we must do sink their vessel or bored it and take it!" Ajax said whilst he turn the barco and headed right for Alex"
The boats clashed both wounded from the ranged combat, as Ajax jumped abroad Alex's ship his men following suit and stood in front of the swords, muskets and pistols they charged. The first contact was made por the bullets fired por Alex's men then cutlasses, rapiers clashed Ajax cutting man after man who ever got in his way
Alex knocking them out with the butt of his rapier
They locked eyes knowing it their turn to fight each other, the men fighting stopped and backed away making a arena type area
They walked into it each side cheering for their captains, swords then clashing as both Ajax and Alex fight
"I wonder what's the first thing I'll do with a body I can't chose" questioned Ajax as he swings at Alex
"You not going to win!" Yelled Alex as he blocked the attack and slides his sword down Ajax's blade locking them into place and making both swords fly into the sea sinking into the depths
"fine, let's fight with out weapons" he spoke while throwing a soco at Alex's face
Alex throws a soco at Ajax's face "well no sh++"
Both punches connect with each others faces
Suddenly they gets sucked into each other melding as one and everything goes white killing everyone on the boat
(Real world)
Alex tosses and turns in his sleep before screaming out in pain falling out of his cama clutching is head fully awake screaming bloody murder as his hair slowly turns into a mixture of black and blonde, his eyes changing colour before one stays blue the other turns black completely, still screaming he reaches his bathroom looking into the mirror seeing the changes, then screaming out again in mind numbing pain as his mind is wiped clean, falling to his knees still clutching his head until he falls unconscious on the floor
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Height: 6'7
Weight: 95 pounds
Eyes: Red.
Hair: Black
Weapons: Pistol, hidden dagger.
History: Raised por the joker and abonded por
parents. Joker taught her evil, but she realized it was wrong and refused to continue. She still keeps close with him and visits him in jail. She joined the team and loved it. She had a demon haunting her and everyone got fed up. She walked away from it all before it went any futher. She has taken the path of evil. Her hair turned black and her eyes are permenently red from the hate she feels.
Powers: Teleportation, Flight(Wings), levetation, transformaition(Humans and animals.)
Skills: Good with guns.
Civies: Black turtleneck and jeans.
'Stume: Black turtleneck dress and colar with keys symbolising being the keeper of hell.
Secret ID: Adrian Martin
Age: 14
Appearance: about 5’8”, muscular but not super ripped, dirty blonde hair with a blue streak, one blue eye and one brown eye
Civvies: jeans, teeshirt, blue jean jacket, tubarão tooth necklace
Costume: civvies with sunglasses and wildly styled hair.
Personality: quiet, keeps to himself, a teeny bit egotistical when he talks, doesn’t like to talk to many girls, but does have a soft spot for some who seem down-to-earth
Powers: limited invulnerability, uses knives and blades, poison and explosives expert
Bio/History: He refuses to disclose this.
So.. yeah. That's me.