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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow! Ivy!"
"Don't be such a baby!"
"That hurts!"
"So does listening to your whining, but you don't hear me complaining!"
The brunet pretended not to notice the glare Jace shot her. She slid a pin through the bandage and clipped it closed. "There," Ivara exhaled, "your boo-boo has been fixed."
Jace pulled his leg from her lap and stared at the gauge around his ankle. "It still hurts," he muttered under his breath.
"I already gave you all the pain meds you can have right now." Ivara stood from the cama and relocated to the vanity mirror, observing the wreck of her appearance: hair in wild tangles, camisa rumpled, the hem of her jeans splotched blood. She wrinkled her nose and stuck a tongue out at the reflection.
Ivara moved to the closet and searched through them for a mais comfortable change of clothes. The 12-year-old turned her back to the room and she exchanged the disheveled outfit for a purple tank topo, início and cozy sweats.
When in public, Ivara refrained from wearing any short sleeve shirts, short, or other revealing garb that would expose the marks that covered her body. The tolet, violet lines, wrapped around her arms, legs,...
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Guide by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Randomly decided to lay out a list of my OCs, since I'm having a hard time keeping up with them myself.
-The "Lesser OCs" are ones that are mais like extras who I don't use often. Most are dead....
-The "Main OCs" are the ones I use all the time and have most likely written from their PoV or RPed as them at one point or another. Some of them of links to bios.
-HiT stands for Hero in Training (which is what I refer to our childs on the team or aspiring heros as).
-Any classified as vigilantes have killed at least on person and/or committed a crime in the name of justice.
-Joint OCs are the ones I share with another creator.
-Lemme know if you have any perguntas about them.

Main OCs (statuses):

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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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They stopped for a rest at a lake. The sun was lowering slowly to go to cama and the two hadn't stopped moving since they left the town. Becca pulled the water from her pack and refilled it. Then she slipped off her shoes and placed her feet in the cool water.
“We can't stay too long.”
“I know. But my feet are killing me.”
“I know what you mean. Still, we need to be hidden before we actually rest.”
She nodded and tipped her head back.
“How long have we been here?”
“Only hours in the time. Maybe a dia in our world.”
“I want a bath.”
“Count me out.”
She laughed a little and looked at him. Her face turned suddenly serious and her eyes were filled with questioning. He looked back at her, eye brows raised slightly.
“Why are you here?”
“What?”
“Don't you have a wife to look after or something? Why are you here? You didn't have to come.”
He looked at his hands and slipped the ring off his finger. He handed it to Becca before speaking.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Here's a pic of Julian. Would have it as an html, but the system doesn't like the link for some reason.
Future childs alert! I'm doing this in paragraphs coz.. I fee like it.

Riley Conners Jr., better known as Rye, is 21 years old (GoW timeline). He lived with his adoptive parents link and Declan Conners (Declan is his uncle as well as adoptive father) until he moved out to live on his own in a Manhattan apartment. Though he's only seen him in pictures, Riley has been told that he is the spitting image of his biological father (Daemian Conners-Weston), with his chocolate brown curls, dark rimmed glasses, and blue-grey eyes, but has also inherited a frenzy of freckles and pale skin from his mother (identity unknown). The young adult is quiet and inverted, constantly observing and analyzing his surroundings and rarely remarking on them aloud. These traits help him in the training he receives from Blaze, which his parents strongly disapprove of, but were unable to stop Riley from continuing the "family-business" after he discovered his uncle's past as an assassin when he was 12. He developed a strong connection with his mentor Blaze (35 in GoW timeline) after learning that the fire-caster also...
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Opinion by Gunfire posted over a year ago
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Babs was standing on a roof looking out over the city, as she heard somwan coming up the roob nehind her, she turnd around to see a familiar face.
So a phonenumber and coordnets, smart and pretty just like i remmber. Twan said to her.
She smiled. Good you noticed, sorry fore al the secretsie thouw. She said as she took of her capota, capuz and sat down on a chimny, looking at him.
I dont mind. I knowe the bat and your dad dont trust me, shamefull thad it has to be like this thouw.
Wel they just dont trus anyon who is labelt as a crimanal, dont take it personely.
I dont, and lukkly i dit not come here fore them. He said to her whit a smile.
She smiled back to him. Wel anrt you lukky.
He walked up to her, wraping an arm around her wrais pulling her up and close to him.
Wat are you doing? she asked whit a smile.
Somting i should have done a long time ago. he said, leaning to her beijar her deeply. She wraped her arms around his neck. They stood there fore a time beijar in eithsoters embrase, they pulled back slowly.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Arson in Civies
Name: Arson
Alias: Hatter
Occupation: Hero..
Powers: He has the telepathic ability to make people believe they are insane or to do anything he wants them to; expert with blades and weapons; plays on people's fear; flexibility
History: Arson is the son of Blade and Terror. He was raised with both parents, but with his father's ability to know fear. While Arson can not display someone's fear, he can make them go crazy in a world he creates in their minds. Arson was trained to fight and urso weapons. He was taught never to fear the dark but befriend it. While he understands the world humans live in, Arson prefers his own crazy world that he created for himself. He was enlisted for the team when his dad thought he was good enough, but because of his dad's past was not allowed for a few years. Despite his parents having blonde hair, his own hair is black, which could be a side-effect of his manipulative power. Arson is strong in both physical and mental power. He believes he has no fear because of his power and persona. When on missions or surrounded por a majority of the team, he puts on his act of the insane member that is...
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Guide by AislingYJ posted over a year ago
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Devs~ If it’s okay with you, I made some kids for Aisling and Rowan that you can put in Generation of War if you want. Let’s assume this is a universe where Jackson doesn’t exist, so Aisling and Rowan actually end up together.

Name: Victor Matthew Heyywood
Hero Name: Apocalypse
Age: 16
Appearance: 6’1” ish, strong/solid build, wavy dark brown hair, blue-green eyes, light skin, freckles, he looks a LOT like his mom although his facial features are a bit mais like his dad’s
Powers: Vic can fly, like his mother Aisling, and he also has super-strength. He mainly fights with hand-to-hand combat; he prefers his own fists and strength to any other weapons. He is surprisingly fast, but not particularly agile or coordinated.
Weaknesses: He is not very coordinated and is very clumsy. He has a deep fear of guns, and he is also very impulsive and can be quite reckless.
Personality: Vic is fairly outgoing but he is quiet. He is kind of the “strong and silent” type, but he isn’t particularly shy. He is rather impatient and his temper is easily set off, but when he’s angry...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock leitura well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone or why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid mais attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when you do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see the sun shine on her hair, see the way her face was so intent on her writing, the smile that always played against her soft lips. He could see it all. With a sigh, he closed the book. He turned to leave when he spotted it. A letter written on an index card. His name was on top. He picked it up and sat on the bed. The letter was simple and straight forward. Just like the person who had written it.
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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The guards quickly lined up as they aimed their rifles at the intruders. Before any of them could take a shot, smoke emitted from the bullet Richi had shot, and a smokescreen hid the teens from view. They scattered, leaving the guards gagging on the foul-smelling smoke. One of the guards managed to get out, "Find- *cough* them! No *cough* prisoners!" As the smoke faded, the guards dividido, dividir into teams and separated, each eager for blood spill. The same guard spoke into their comms, "Remember your orders."

Cain spied on his 3 pursuers as he hid in the rafters above. "Where are you, you brat?" One of the guards muttered as they searched the room. Gunfire sounded out from the distance, and one of the guards ran out to investigate. "Good enough...." muttered Cain before leaping down from the rafters. The two guards looked up to see what had caused the noise, only to have a boot slammed into their faces. Stunned from the pain of their now-broken noses, the guards could do nothing as Cain grabbed them one por one and slit their throats. They fell to the ground, clutching their throats, passing out from the pain. The cut re-closed itself as they fell to the ground, and the guards...
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Fan fiction by WonderYJ posted over a year ago
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Name: Glass Shimmer

Alias: Wonder

Affiliation: Hero

Marital Status:Single, straight

Personality: bubbly, happy, loyal, honorable, innocent, devoting, loving, passionate, holds grudged, serious when the time comes

Age: 17

Occupation: part time waitress

Appearance: Black hair, well built, blue eyes, pale light skin

Powers: can rearrange the atomic and molecular structure of inorganic matter, cast illusions, sonic scream, super strength, flight, her body can become delicate glass, and is covered in textile that is charged with static electricity.

Background: from Earth 3, Glass bares the mantle of Wonder, her outfit the replica of amazonas, amazon, amazônia Wonder Woman. Her universe destroyed por a sun eater, she and few other sirvivors scattered, and she ended up upon the Earth 1.

Chosen por the highest of Earth 3, Glass was given a serum ti bring out her hidden power. She defended Earth3 as Wonder, Princess of the Island Amazon. One dia invaders sought out the hidden powers serum ahe was given. In the invaders first attempt they lost to Glass. Not wanting defeat...
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Opinion by Gunfire posted over a year ago
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Tyrion on the Throne
Name: Tyrion Blackwell
Ocupation: Undeath king of Morte
Age: Looks 19 Beceas he diet at thad ages but he is mais than 900 years old beceas he is imortal.
Powers: imortal, can open a portal fore transportation, can heal both the death and the livng ( por use of magik), has verry basik magik.
Skills: traind in midieval combat and stratagies sindes his birth, master sword figter, artcer ( basikly al skills receird of a king, i am to lazy to type them al out), hase an army at his comand, his elite and most feard troops are the buckriders ( based on a semi truw dutchs legend)
Opinion of the team: his only intrest is to his kingdom, if it is fore the best of morte he will help them but he would just as easly figt them if it was fore the best of the kingdom.
Bio:
Tyrion was the king of a smal kingdom cald Morte, he ruld around the yeard 1100. He ruled the kindom sindes he was 4. afther 15 ano his steward finaly convist him to let a wisman speak a spel over him thad would gant him imortalaty. He was a fair ruler and a gread worior fore this reson many pepol traveld to his hold including lagrds amounds of raider, bandits, piligers and al kinds of...
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Fan fiction by 221B-Baker posted over a year ago
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This charrie goes por the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, or his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization por tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing mais Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.

This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to composição literária them, so, patience.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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WARNING: lots of emotions from my emotionally-wrecked children, both good and bad (but mostly bad coz they're so screwed up..) You have been warned.

"Jazzy? Nic? Alek? Anybody here?" The lone voice echoed in the silence. It's owner sighed when no response came and readjusted the straps around her shoulders. They connected the pack comfortably between her shoulder blades, allowing her to fly without the pack disrupting the rhythm of her wings while in flight.
Dr. Xian had to be asleep in his private quarters below, Emily assumed, as he would be the only one at the HQ until the others returned from their missions. Almost the only one, the seventeen-year-old corrected herself as she passed the sick baía and paused.
Inside her sister, relative por law since the girl had taken the legal name "Emily Weston", lay motionless on the only occupied cot of the infirmary. In the chair por her side, as he had been since discovering his girlfriend's condition, was a dark haired boy with hunched shoulders. Bentley's head was bent as if he had fallen asleep, but as Emily approached, he straightened and cast a glance her way.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Marc-Healer
Isn't he a cutie~? :3



Name: Macrucio
Alias: Marc
Occupation: healer
Powers: No powers but, as of test results, an unlimited intelligence to the realm of healing and a few defensive magic spells
History:Marc has many pasts. He first lived in the time of the Plague. He's soul has been regenerated into a new body each time he dies. His intelligence is above average but he still attends a school in order to give a normal appearance. He sometimes forgets that not every human lived in the many centuries he did and speaks in different tongues of Old English. He was able to learn a few simple spells and techniques, just enough to protect himself. All of his family is dead since he lives again and again. He has learned to adapt to what is normal in the society he lives in each time from the experience of doing it time and time again. Though he can look normal in at public places, he prefers to be himself and will gladly shed the life of being normal. He has no real appearance that sticks, just his personality and knowledge. He has also been known as a sort of prophet, able to get a vision of the...
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Fan fiction by Hot_ShotYJ posted over a year ago
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Being a Canadian that I am. I am sorry, sorry, sorry, that this took sooooo damn long. My history essay is finally done so there will be mais fanart coming up soon. And enjoy!

“I won’t make it on time, Dot. You’re gonna have to take her to the Medical bay,”

“Already have.”

“and what about Twan?”

“I froze time for a bit and put him in Scud’s glass cage.”

“Cage? Isn’t that a bit too…harsh?”

“I know but…I tried to calm him down and he threatened to shoot Alex.”

Sebastienne was horrified. Twan? Gunfire Twan? Shot Cadmus and now going after Alex for no reason? This isn’t right, Twan would never do that.

“Alright I’ll get there as fast as I can. But the closest Zeta tube is too far from where I am.” Sebastienne hangs up, leaving Paradox with the unconscious Cadmus and the distant sound of Twan screaming and yelling, wanting to escape the glass cage.

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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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Footsteps echoed behind everyone making them all turn around. His deep brown eyes scanned everything and everyone around him while his blonde locks slightly covered them. A sigh escaped his lips “ everyone hit the showers I’ve seen enough for today “ he said. “ Mara you okay? “ Daemian asked helping up his sister, “ yeah I’m fine Dae “ she muttered. The man made his way over to the two siblings, “ I need to talk to you Amara “, Daemian looked at the brown eyed man, “ privately “ he said sternly. Daemian looked at his sister and walked away taking one last glance at the two before exiting. “ What do you need Flynn? “ she asked looking at him, “ Gravityboy “ he corrected as he soon after let out a sigh. “ What’s up with you I thought you had mastered all the combat techniques I taught you, you did not at all show me that in the training exercise today “, she crossed her arms darting her grey eyes to the floor beside her “ It’s not a big deal everyone makes mistakes that’s li- “ he interrupted her “ in this war we can’t afford to make a little mistake “. She refused to look at him and stayed silent, “ we have the scout mission in...
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Titanium’s form was rigid as he stood of the deck of the speed-boat. But the freezing ocean water soaking his ivory hair, dripping from the bleach-white wetsuit, may not have been the fonte of the quiver in his form, his back turned to the leading squad members. Jace and Ivara had been ordered bellow deck to change and conduct injuries checks so that the “adults could have a chat”.
“What are you doing here, Ti?” Blaze asked once the elder boys were alone.
“I took a visit to headquarters,” the Russian answered without turning, an unusual tightness in his voice. “I took notice of your absence and asked Dr. Xian where you had all wondered to. He notified me of your mission and even bestowed upon me this jet pack for quick travel underwater, along with your coordinates.”
Blaze ran his eyes over the white and blue pack strapped to Ti’s shoulder. He had seen the jet pack on Dr. Xian’s mesa, tabela in his lab and been debriefed on its functioning: operational for underwater expeditions; stimulated to Titanium’s unique energy signature; required a certain amount of energy to power. It was another impressive invention that Eliot had created for Double...
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Opinion by Gunfire posted over a year ago
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OOC: this will be a short part, and afther this there will be one mais small part in this teme.

Twan sat in his room cleaning his gun as his celphone rang, he awserd it and heard a slitly panict voice on the other end.
Twan ?
Yes it is me Babs, somting wrong? Your voice soundes worryd.
It is pinguin he got batman and robing capterd at the docks.
Thad fat bird never learns his lesson. He said whit a angry voice, but he soon callemd himself agien.
Oke stai were you are i will be there in a sec.
Oke but pleas hurry i got no idee wat pinuin will do to them.

Babs was waiting in the rua as a motercykel aprotesd it stoped jut a yart infrond of her, it took her a segundo before she realized it was Twan.
Sindes when do you have a bike? she askd.
Sindes a biker was stuped onof to try to mug me, com on lers get the bat back. He replied.
She got on the bike, siting down just behind him.
Hold on thingt. He said, babs wraped an arm around his wrairs and the speedet out to the docks.
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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<3~
Name: Atticus Unknown

Relations: Unknown

Alias: Atti

Occupation: Unknown

Race: Human.. most believe. Some say he's a ghost.

Age: Most suspect he's 17.

Personality: He is very quiet and often replies in grunts and usually doesn't take too well to people. Atticus, prefers being alone and isolated, and unbothered por pesky fledglings,

Appearance: Many don't know what he looks like, for he always wears a mask. Though it is believed he has icy blue eyes, that can freeze you from the inside. The only thing they do know is his white hair and pale skin.

Powers: His powers are Ice, and invisibility.

Weapons:A small sawed off shotgun, and a huge sword, made por the bones of all the ones he's killed.

Skills: Probably one of the smartest guys ever. He's clever, and quick.

Costume/Civvies: Below..
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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Name: Perris Lest

Hero Name: none

Age: 15

Appearance: Green eyes, freckles, long wavy ginger hair

Personality: she is very unsure of her capabilities and does not talk much to others about her ideas and instead just does what shes told. She is very self concious of herself and her surroundings.

Powers/Skills: speed teleportation, the power to create an blue energy that creates an electric shock when in contact with an object or being.

Relations: older sister to Jake and Duke, daughter to Willow and Billy.

Civillian wear: jeans, flats, and a flowing tank top.

Others: the energy is a mix of Willows witch craft and Billys speed, which when put together creates a blue energy.

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Name: Jake Lest

Hero Name: Flare

Age: 11

Appearance: brown eyes, freckles, ginger hair

Personality: hyper and a trouble maker with the jokes he pulls, he often gets himself into trouble and thinks before doing, very energetic and silly
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Terror's "true" form
He dusted the dirt off him as he stood.
“Well this certainly isn't New York,” she muttered.
“Welcome to Oz, Dorothy.”
She sighed as they took in the sight before them. The houses were rundown brick buildings about two stories high. Some were small huts of mud and hay. The rua was dirt that turned to stone the farther up you went. Buildings of different styles crowded in to what could be the center of a town filled with all kinds of different creatures.
“Well Toto, shall we find the witch or look for the flying monkeys?”
He grinned at her and the two stepped into the gate surrounding it.
“Well if that wasn't strange enough...”
“Yeah. I guess they like seeing how you really are.”
They looked down at their own clothes to find them replaced with costumes to match the blood flowing inside them. Terror was dressed in black pants, an old fashioned black capa tattering at the end. Bandages covered the skin on his chest and neck while a white cinto, correia held the black sword at his hip. Half a mask hid the left part of his face in a menacing white smile. The only color in the black sockets was his golden pupils.
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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Thought it was cool since Blade's middle name is Serenity.
The blood lit sky showered over the large mansion as the sun began to set. Light lit up my room as I sat on the cama peering at the many, many, many trees surrounded this desolate prison that held me. It had been only one dia here.... yet it felt like I'd been locked in here forever! I had to escape and only a few hours kept me from making my journey to tell Terror goodbye.

Why did I have to be stuck here? Why me!?

Tears formed in my eyes, reflecting the dimming light of dusk. I gathered myself, and smoothed out the dark red dress. Swiftly, I pushed away the blonde strand of hair in my face and stood before the window.

Finally, the last hints of sun died.

It was time to go.

-.-.-.-

He pushed his way through the dark woods. The only light he had was the crackling of lightning above him. Finding her was his mission, to make sure she was okay.

What led him this way was when he found a tattered piece of her camisa and her cell phone some way back. And he was only guessing-and hoping-whoever took her, went this way.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Hands moved the hair out of her face and a smile came to her lips. She opened her eyes and the smile died from her face when she saw who it was. He just gave a little smile as he watched her sit up in bed. She ignored his presence and moved into the spacious closet to change.
“Well good morning to you too.”
“What do you want?”
“You already know.”
“I'll have your head on a platter.”
He laughed slightly and moved the hair out of his dark eyes.
“Would you like me to say it?”
“No. Not that you care.”
“True. What I want is you. Your power. That thing inside of you that keeps you alive.”
“How little you know about me.”
She stepped out of the closet and piled her hair on her head.
“I know that you are Kuran's exotic pet.”
“And I won't be yours.”
“What spell has Kuran placed on you?”
“None. But I know the costs. No one will be able to control me.”
He chuckled and pulled a picture out of his camisa pocket.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Jace had just retrieved Seeker from the ballroom when the first bombs went off. The spheres were but black shadows floating down into the even blacker depths. But when they exploded, the dark was lit up por five pricks of green-yellow fire. The combined force created an audible BAM! in the muted water.
A wide eyes Jace scrambled back, bumping into his Superior. Though the explosives had gone off too far above to do much damage, the threat was clear. The creatures of the depths had taken flight at the sudden disturbance, and now all was still.
Seeker ushered Jace into the ship, attempting at cover. Another pair of figures appeared from the opposite end of the yacht and approached. Halfway across the gap, another round of the spheres closed in from above. Noticing the danger, the pair swam furiously for the cover. The bombs exploded, closer than the time before. The frame of the sunken ship shuddered as the esmeralda and golden flames ignited, then extinguished in a hail of bubbles.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Knowing she should be helpful in the sense the Superiors had had in tasking her with her particular task, Ivara activated her ability. It only took a blink of her cream-orange eyes to switch on the Sight. The dark around her became illuminated in a collage of colors. The life force of the invading plant in a green glow, the fiery red of the male at her side, a hint of inanimate yellow where the aluminum walls still remained untouched combined to create the image of an artist’s paint pallet. The only negative was the steel grey haze in the air that alerted of a dark event that had taken place, so evil in intention its dark shadow remained.
The area surrounding the hole was a deep, pulsing indigo. It mingled with the edges of the hole, blending with the algae greens and inanimate lemon. The color then led from the damage, across the floor in a thick line laced with blood red. The trail ended in front of the punctured door.
She pointed to the hole, then swept a hand to the starting point of the magenta color to indicate the trail of damage. Blaze nodded as if he understand as much as he would have if she had spoken the words aloud. He turned his gaze to once corner of...
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