Sorry I haven't written anything in forever! Summer is not the time for me. But here's a small something for ya.
He hadn't meant for this to happen. He wasn't meant to start loving her; she just clawed her way in. He had found her during a particular night time rounds. She was sleeping in a cardboard box in the back of a shipping warehouse. That was the reason he was there after all; she was having a nightmare. It wasn't the first one she'd had, but one of the worst. So he'd come to take care of it. At first, he couldn't believe his eyes, she was so small. Her body fit in the box perfectly, though not without some aches come morning. Her black hair was short and choppy, as if she'd cut it herself and she probably had. She was clutching her tail tightly, breathing far to hard to be pleasant dream. Her cheeks were red and damp with tears. A strange impulse overtook him and he soothed her hair. She moved but didn't waken. He sighed and closed his eyes to look into her dream.
It was a dark world, stained with crimson blood. Three others were there and he watched as her sub conscious watched her dream self. It was not what he expected, seeing a dream version of her killing the other three in cold blood. He could feel her coração pounding and it wasn't seeped in darkness like most people's; in fact, it was almost innocently clean. He pulled out of the dream and leaned in close to her. He took a deep breath, absorbing her dream and fear. He removed his hand from her hair and watched as her body soothed into comfort and peaceful dreams. He removed his casaco and placed it over her. Laughter filled him when he noticed that she was indeed too small to fit even in that. He stood and walked to the nearest wall. With one look back at her, he left.
He hadn't meant for this to happen. He wasn't meant to start loving her; she just clawed her way in. He had found her during a particular night time rounds. She was sleeping in a cardboard box in the back of a shipping warehouse. That was the reason he was there after all; she was having a nightmare. It wasn't the first one she'd had, but one of the worst. So he'd come to take care of it. At first, he couldn't believe his eyes, she was so small. Her body fit in the box perfectly, though not without some aches come morning. Her black hair was short and choppy, as if she'd cut it herself and she probably had. She was clutching her tail tightly, breathing far to hard to be pleasant dream. Her cheeks were red and damp with tears. A strange impulse overtook him and he soothed her hair. She moved but didn't waken. He sighed and closed his eyes to look into her dream.
It was a dark world, stained with crimson blood. Three others were there and he watched as her sub conscious watched her dream self. It was not what he expected, seeing a dream version of her killing the other three in cold blood. He could feel her coração pounding and it wasn't seeped in darkness like most people's; in fact, it was almost innocently clean. He pulled out of the dream and leaned in close to her. He took a deep breath, absorbing her dream and fear. He removed his hand from her hair and watched as her body soothed into comfort and peaceful dreams. He removed his casaco and placed it over her. Laughter filled him when he noticed that she was indeed too small to fit even in that. He stood and walked to the nearest wall. With one look back at her, he left.
Name: Liberation previously known as Obscurity
Alias: Harley Mei Kent
Age: 19
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Height: 5'4
Powers: Super strength, Invulnerability, flight, absolute control of the four elements. 2 swords that grow out of her back
Skill Set: Well trained in all types of combat, hands on fighter, exceptional swords-woman, warrior and endurance
Weakness: Kryptonite, Magic, Apokoliptic weapons, her swords
Personality: cold and distance, a bit loud, can be friendly if you reach her, doesn't trust, serious when need be, can be paranoid, wild, low sense of morality - on every counts
Marital Status: Single
Background: We should know
Family: super-homem (dad) batman (father figure) Superboy (Brother) Lois (mother figure)
Note: Still has a feline side but cannot fully transform, she only retained her ability to morph her hands into claws and unsheathable fangs.
Likes: Dancing
Best Friend: Arabella
Loves: Music
Dislikes: The cold
Worst Habit: Sleeping in when it’s cold
Personal Secret: Has a temper
favorito Food: Dragon Noodles
favorito Color: Crimson
Code Name: Rekka
Mentor/Inspiration: Fire
Relations: Arabella Conley
Base of Operations: New York
Personal Home: estrela City
Occupation: Hero
Job: Bartender
Team: Young Justice
What Symbolizes You: Fire
Biggest Regret:
Dream Career: Dance instructor
Most Recent Nightmare: Letting my fogo get out of control
Spirit Animal: Lion
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.
This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.