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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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She scanned her surroundings trying to think of what she could do, and where her actions would take her. She wasn't going down without a fight, she wouldn't, she would never. " Put your hands up where we can see them! " a guard commanded. She glared slowly raising her hands over her head. Guards began lowering their armas when a smirk spread across her face. Suddenly a smoke bomb exploded making guards yell out and begin shooting. She knocked down guards from behind as the mist seemed to go on forever around her. A tight grasp that clasped around her upper arm suddenly caught her por suprise, as she was thrown down hard on the ground. The mist began to fade as the guard pointed his gun down at her, keeping his finger firm on the trigger, " It's over " he said. Was it?, was it really going to be over so fast?, after all shes done it was just going to end like this?. All these thoughts and perguntas spun through her mind as she closed her eyes embracing for the worst. Suddenly voices and comments were heard making her eyes flutter open. First she had seen the dim lighted ceiling and all the familiar faces staring down at her.
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Opinion by Gunfire posted over a year ago
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OOC: oke first, this story takes place a few years atrás when gunfire was still imprisond in Ahrkam.


Twan sat on the tabel in the mess whit Harrley and Joker.
Is evryting redy? he ask looking at his mentor a bit worryd.
Joker opend his mout to sai somting bu harley was faster.
Dant worry kiddo, it will work. She said whit a reasuring smile, twan realaxed a bit.
Oke than when are we gaoing to set it of.
Tomorow at this time. Joker said.

Lunce is over back to your celles! A guard yelld, the door of the mess opend and they were let back to theyre cells, Joker Harley and Twan smiled shortly to eithsother as the were seperated.
Back in your cages kid! a guard set wel he pussed Twan back into his cel, twan turnd around ang grind evily at the guard, who closed the door fast.

The seguinte day:

They sat at the same tabel agien.
Redy kiddo? Harley asked in a comfertebel tone.
Redy as i ever gona be. Twan replyde.
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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Quiet, she couldn't make a sound, one wrong mover she was gone, done, finished, or even dead. Her ebony locks intensified the color of her eyes that stayed alert and focused on everything surrounding her. She dare not mover from the spot she stay hidden in. The openings on the vent casted bright lines across her face as she watched two guards walk past. Now was her chance. She opened the metal vent door slipping through with ease from her slim figure. She rolled behind a pillar and checked with caution to see if anyone had seen her. It was all clear. She rwached on her utility cinto, correia but gasped suddenly. Footsteps echoed in the distance getting louder por the second. Fumbling quickly for her gadget she lost her grip and dropped it to the floor with a loud clatter. She instantly pressed herself against the pillar cursing under her breath as she reached down the her utility cinto, correia once again.


Two guards who stopped suddenly looked around finally spotting the gadget on the ground, they cocked their armas slowly making their way towards the place she hide. A metal cased object rolled out infront of them letting out a blinding mist. The two guards yelled out in...
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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Yeah, I wrote part of this at 2 AM. Sue me. :P

"Hit the deck!"

The 4 teens leap behind a fallen árvore as the mural of the factory blew apart to smithereens. Rubble flies all over, but as the dust clears, the group dash into the newly created entrance and head for the nearest flight of stairs.

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Peering through the leaves of the bush, Richi could see a part of the factory's large amount of security patrolling around the perimeter. Watchtowers with spotlights circled around the darkness surrounding the factory, and the beeps of sentries echoed into the blonde's ears.

"What, is this the national treasury?" muttered Richi to himself. Richi turned to the group's new companion, and sighed. "And take off the disguise, Cain." Cain glanced over at Richi and sighed before pulling out a small phone. Curious, Valeriya risked a peek over Cain's shoulder before a flash of bright light emitted from the screen and blinded her. Scotch hopped down from the árvore branch she was scouting from and looked at Cain once more.
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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((Decided to do this in 1st person. :3))

I stared hard at my relfection. This all was a dream. Right? Yet every pinch I gave myself didn't awake me. "Damn it.." A hiss escaped my lips. I had to get outta here and find Terror, he'd know what to do, if he would accept me... after what happened to his-

"Ahhh Miss Howard." My thoughts were interrupted por that sentence and I suddenly was on edge and slowly turned to the speaker. His dark red gaze followed over me. He was observing me and I noticed a spark in his eyes. As my face flushed I quickly turned and he continued,"You look...lavishing... as ever and that dress compliments your shape well."

The heat was rising and I felt my hands clutch the vanitity. How dare he address in such a way... "I am a lady, not your toy! You shall not compliment me as if I'm your.. your slave.. I am in a relationship!" My hand was held up exposing the ring on my dainty finger. Damian rolled his eyes-which did not help my burning anger-and was infront of me, chest to chest, in a matter of seconds. "Technically, you are my slave... I did create you.. my venom runs through your viens.. therefore I am...
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Under the sky of gentle waves, the sun was but a sparkling desk-lamp bulb, its fingers of warmth barely brushing a hair on the dark-depth’s head. The easy lull of the marine heavens were momentarily disrupted por the splash of one, two, three, four seal-like creators. Dressed from head to toe in foamed neoprene suits, black flippers, and glass masks, burdened por the cylinder tanks containing their fonte of air, the quartet descended from their surface world to the mysterious depths below.
As the sandy bottom neared and the sun’s alluring influence fell behind, they engaged their helmet-lamps. The thin fluorescent beams cut through the dim and guided the squad to their destination: the ship, lopsided and bisected in two equal halves.
The eldest motioned for the youngest to stay por his side while the segundo pair aimed for the aft of the boat.
Ivara kept an even distance behind the fire-caster, trying to take in the destruction of the massive ship. Though the ship had only been submerged for five days, four nights, a sheen of algae had already begun its colonization of the exterior. As the girl ran her light over the hull, large golden calligraphy caught her...
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Opinion by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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"I'll be fine you guys can go now." Ashley told the girls, as they walked into the kitchen.
"Actually Canary told us to keep an eye on you till your brother comes home." Aryess said, taking a assento at the counter. Ashley open the refrigerator and took out a bowl of ice cream.
"You guys want any?" Ashley asked, waving a spoon at them both with a smirk on her face.
"Sure."
Ashley returned to the refrigerator and took out two mais bowls of ice cream. She give both girls a spoon each and handed them the ice cream when she hear someone call Akash's name.
Melody walked in the cozinha with a shoulder bag and a blonde wig in her hand.
"Ok, I know I'm way pass curfew but you can sue me later..." Melody stopped chatting when she caught sight of Ashley. Screaming her name Melody ran and hugged her.
"Melly I can't breathed." Ashley mumbled, as Melody squeeze the living dia lights out of her.
"Sorry was worried about you and when I heard you weren't waking up I got worryer, I don't think that's a word but I don't care." Melody said in one breath, as fast as she could.
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Fan fiction by FangYJ posted over a year ago
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Brendan stood in the dark, much of his body was covered from the shadows. His brown eyes illuminated the darkness of the hideouts the Seals were currently sealed in. The sound of footsteps intruded his ears and the smell of whiskey form the soldiers, the old room was dust and muggy and it was starting to give him a headache. Brendan cocked his gun and pushed open the door and into the blinding sunlight. Sand swirled up from the baron land. Brendan coughed and waved away the dust he heard the shouting of Arabians from not far away.
"Great." He muttered and coughed gently, walking down the dirt roads of the small island. His combat boots were kicking up sand and dirt as he walked along the dusty road. He kicked up some dirt, not knowing what was surrounding him. His eyes widened when he felt a gun muzzle tip against the back of his gun, he whipped around, but he was surrounded por Arabians.



Instantly, his position was gave away to all and all armas were pointing on him. The Navy foca, selo took a deep breath and whispered.
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Opinion by Gunfire posted over a year ago
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Twan walkd downe an ally folowd por the rest, Tess walking seguinte to him.
So wat is the seguinte target old man?
Noting special the luitand seems to amor haning around in shadowy bars.
*tess lookd a bit disepointed* wel thad soundes to easy.

*an misteries figur spoke frome out of the shadowes whit a laugfing voice* Old man, wel thad is a new one.
*tess pulled her gun and aimd it at the figur* showe yourself *she said*
*sil stept out of the shadowes* Relax i am not here to hurt you.
*Twan laid his hand on Tess shoulder* she is a friend Tess it is oke.
*tess lowerd her gun and Silver came closer to the group* good to see you havent lost your eges.
*Twan smiled* good indeet, nowe try to pick up the pase we got a crook to kill.
*Silver nodet whit a smile and the gruop continuwed walking to the bar*

10 minuts later.

*wan kickd downe the door of the bar* good eving, tonichts entertaimend wll be brougt por aleatório ackts of violence *he said whit a crooked laugf*
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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"Your mission here is quite simple," began Cole. "Simply exterminate the head chairman that controls the factory near this location. You need to do this with stealth and with haste; if you are spotted, it is in your own hands to escape." Richi looked at Cole with disbelief. "So you expect us to sneak into this factory, assassinate the man who controls the building, and then sneak back out before anyone sees us?"

Cole looked at the blonde with a face plastered with mockery. "And here I thought you had at least above-par intelligence. Seems like I was wrong if you need your instructions told to you twice."

Richi looked back at the seemingly-smug brat with no emotion. "I expected something more. If this is all you need, then we'll be back in about an hour." Cole leaned back against a tree, crossing his rather bony arms. He gave them a rather creepy smile and replied, "Have fun."

Without a change of emotion, Richi motioned to his partners and began to walk towards the direction of the factory, which was towering above forest with a sinister look. "Did I say you could leave, you moron?" Richi turned back to Cole with his glare back on his face.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Her mouth had gone dry long before the night was out. Her arms shot pain through her body as they spread out on either side of her like wings. Her legs and feet were covered in the dirt from the floor. The door opened and harsh light filled the room. She hissed, blinking away the spots from her vision. The gag cutting into her skin was removed. She looked to where her captor stood and muttered a soft word. A laugh echoed in the room, smooth and icy.
“My apologies for making you miss your flight. I had mais urgent news for you.”
She spoke quietly, but her captor caught every word.
“You could say that. My regrets for the poor treatment, dear girl.”
She spat out another word, this time in a different language. She heard a snicker and the only other occupant answered back in the same language.
“Learning Russian are we? Wouldn't have anything to do with that boyfriend of yours, would it?”
Her eyes flashed daggers but she grew silent.
“I'll take that as a yes. Anyway, you have nothing to fear, we will not hurt you, blah blah blah. I am instructed to tell you this in person. You know why you're here. Cooperate and all will be well....
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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He readjusted the microscopic device and looked over at the mesa, tabela were his laptop lay open, showing a perfectly clear image of the living room. For the final test, he clicked a button on the side of his Rolex, then waved his hand in front of the camera lens. His wristwatch vibrated and flashed the image of the living room, then either bedroom, kitchen, fire-escape, and the foyer; the same clear live video feeds streaming on the six-way-split-screen of his laptop.
"Perfect," the young man muttered with satisfaction, clicked the button again, and climbed down from the step-ladder.
"Daddy!" the toddler ran in from the kitchen, red sauce smeared across his cheeks. "I ate all my Bigetti O's like a bog boy!" he exclaimed.
Declan smiled at his nephew and swung him up into his arms.
"Yes, you did," he said. "Let's get ready for bed, okay?"
Riley nodded as his uncle, the only father he really knew, who wiped the espaguete sauce off the child's face.
"You gonna stay in your berço like a big boy?"
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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"Staring at her isn't going to help."
Nic nearly jumped out of his skin as the sudden remark shattered his trance. He quickly gained his composure before the other man could see that he had startled the fire-caster. Declan stepped down to the platform. He scanned the still body of the girl lying on the cot. Her frame was cloaked por the sterilized-white blanket, an IV snaking from her arm. His eyes settled on his baby sister's relaxed features, eyes dancing behind her closed lids, wondering if she were dreaming.
"Guess I did one Hell of a job protecter her, huh?"
The assassin tore his gaze from Aryess and directed his vision to the boy at his side. The Brit's jaw was set, dark circles shadows his eyes. Declan wondered if he had gotten any sleep.
"There's always the risk in a mission. We all know that."
Nic sighed and clenched his hands behind his back, as if unsure what to do with himself in such a helpless situation. "What was she even doing down there? She couldn't have halted the bomb even if she wanted. Was she going to force the guard, the traitor who never surfaced, to disengage it?"
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Opinion by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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this first part maybe boring but up coming will be mais intresting.

She pant, she ran, trying her best to out run the red head. She parted the wet bushes, the dewy leaves grazed her pale skin and pierced her in the eye, but she continued. She can hear her drawing near, she looked up at the moon and suddenly,Crashed!!!!
She hit the ground, she gasped heavily as she got on her hands and knees. She hears giggling, and she looks up, there Lelisa stood with a devious look and a sword in her hand.
"You have no where else to go." She says to Aquapoint, as she looks at her, Lelisa continues,"You certainly have good time solider." Aquapoint turned around and looked upon a boy with black hair and red eyes, starring at her. He nods and puts out a pair of dual swords from his back.
"No need I'll take care of the little snowflake." Lelisa says, but before she could say any mais she was struck to the ground. Her eyes leveled with Aqupoint,
"What are you doing?" She asked the boy, who now stood above them both.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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It started in his chest. The fogo ignited in his coração and was pumped through his veins to every part of his body. No matter how much strength he put into resisting it, the heat spread to every limb. Flames danced across his bones, coals settled in his stomach where they continued to burn. Red painted his vision, the tyrant pain engulfed his mind and threatened to overthrow his sanity.
Alek woke with a gasp. He wiped the sweat coating his forehead and tried to sit up. His limbs protested with a resisting pain. The teen stubbled through the dark to the amour looming in the shadows of the dark room. He quickly found the silver case, slipped out the syringe filled with a gleaming green liquid and injected the needle into his arm, pushing the serum into his bloodstream. Alek fell back into a sitting position, relief flooding him, purifying him of the terror that shook him. The fever subsided immediately, the tremor in his muscles disappeared.
He flicked on the bedside lamp, then reached for the glass cylinder to reload the syringe and held it up in the light. Only an inch of the chemical remained. The teen sighed and stood, realizing he would need to refill it before...
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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The barco hummed as it skimmed across the water in the dead of night. The three passengers were completely silent as their destination loomed overhead, looking ever so mysterious in the light of the moon. As the barco docked, the passengers quickly jumped out and covered the barco with a dark tarp. In their stealth suits, they seemed to resemble assassins, but they're purpose to being on this island was a mystery to even them.

"Where's the rendezvous again?" asked Valeriya. "The directions weren't too clear." Without hesitation, the violet-haired girl replied, "It's about 5 miles north of here." With a nod from their blonde leader, the three set out north, all while being cautious not to leave any trace of them.

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"Richi, we got a package." The blonde looked up sleepily from his bowl of cereal. "Hm? Who's it from? The black-haired teen looked on all of the sides of the box for a name. "Dunno." Zephyr tossed the box over to the devil child, and went back out to do god knows what.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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He stepped out of the shadows, looking her over.
“You didn't tell him.”
It was a statement, but she still nodded.
“I told him what we agreed upon.”
“So when will we tell him?”
“When we know where she is. He can't help. I don't want him to worry.”
“Since when?”
She glared at him.
“Since I saw how much Tara loves him. Besides, it won't help us if he's chasing false leads.”
“Yeah. Okay. So what next?”
“We need to find her.”
“No kidding.”
“We have a week.”
“This will be fun. Where do we look first?”
“Scene of the crime. But I've gone over it four times. There are no clues. The only thing that's missing is her. And there are no finger prints. No other worldly doors, just nothing.”
“Okay. So now we look for anything out of the ordinary. Something supernatural.”
“We should bring Todd in. After we see what we can find. Deal?”
“Yeah. We need his sight. I'll look for traces of shadows and otherworldly. Then I'll bring Puck in to confirm findings.”
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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N/A: this is kinda a response to RL's "Gone Away" anecdote, but it's mostly cause I've wanted to write something b/w these two guys for a while now....

The sweat coating his skin made his tanned muscles gleam in the sunlight shining in the clear sky. He paused a moment, breathing heavily, and leaned his head against the glass he was scaling. It was cool against his hot skin, though did little to soothe his aching muscles. Pulling back to continue upwards, the boy pause at the reflection staring back at him.
The features were the same as he remembered: well defined cheekbones, thin lips guiding his weary smile, long eyes lashes amid round eyes. A simple structure, a blank canvas painted por his feelings inside, making it difficult to hide his thoughts. But the eye, they were wrong. Blue, crystal, far from the deep emeralds that were his. The hair, pasted to his head with sweat, was white. An ivory contradict to the golden locks that belonged there. And the skin, usually a dark tan, was pale, unusually lacking color against the light azure of his sleeveless climbing suit, hemmed with a bright yellow.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Twila-Civie style
I think you may find me a little hypocritical since I temporarily shortened my Ocs and then made this one. If you do, I'm sorry. Not an official Oc but a character from a different set of books I am personally writing. Just let me know if you like her and think she should be on the team or if you hate her and she should never be seen again. Thanks guys.



Name: Twila Bradley
Alias: Lunar
Occupation: Hero in training; high school student
Powers: “Negative” energy, lightning, the Leech, truth eyes, sword, combat
Age: 15
History: Twila was not born with her gifts. She was born the only child to her parents, both scholars of history and English. One day, there was a horrible earthquake and Twila's parents, who had been away, were killed. Twila was sent to live with her aunt in New York. Being of one of the wealthier residents, she lived in luxury. But Twila was not like the others at her school and works hard for herself. Her aunt's wealth is something Twila despises and she keeps to herself. Twila and her aunt fight constantly because of the two different lifestyles. One day,...
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Her face was too pale, her breaths were too quiet, too ragged. She was stiller than her partner had ever seen her. Even while she slept, the girl's aura buzzed with energy. But she was not sleeping. Alek had overheard Dr. Xian speaking to their leader. She was unconscious, in critical condition, at risk of slipping into an indefinite comma. Blood loss and internal hemorrhaging as a result if the beating she had taken.
Not sleeping.
The boy could barely make out the meager intakes of breathe, the nearly unnoticable rise and fall of her chest. The only sign to him that his partner was truly still alive was the steady beep..beep..beep of the coração monitor. So trapped in his trance of that metronome, Alek's eyes snapped open as a hand rested on his shoulder.
He risked a glance up at the older male standing beside him, but kept Aryess in his peripheral, as if her frail body would dissipate if he turned his back, like the barren mirage of a drowning man.
"It's been a long day, mate. Better go get some shut-eye."
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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The 24 year-old walked down the hallway of the hospital, he hated hospitals it made him feel like everyone knew that something was wrong with him. But who wouldn't blame him, he was made fun of as a kid, he didn't really have any friends in elementary school and was always the quiet kid that people would whisper and talk about. His ebony bangs fell in his face over his grey eyes as he looked at the rooms he passed in the hospital.
" Thanks you're a dear...."a sickly voice muttered
from the room he walked into, a nurse wearing a purple nursing suit smiled at him and walked out past him. The blue-eyed man noticed him and looked up, instead of with anger and hatred his eyes showed guilt and relief. " Bentley....I-I didn't know you'd be coming to visit...." a smile of happiness his lips made was something he hadn't seen him do in a while, " yeah...well i just thought I'd stop por because Tracie called and said you've been doing a lot better in therapy..." Bentley muttered. He smiled " she said that? ", Bentley nodded and walked over sitting in a nearby chair por his hospital bed. He sighed and looked at his son with guilt, " I'm sorry about all those years ago.....me...
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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He laid there on the cama staring up at the ceiling, somehow thinking that staring at the white paint and patterns would give him the train of thought he was looking for. He blinked when he watched Aryess walk in out of the bathroom wearing a rosa, -de-rosa espaguete strap night vestido that ran just above her knees and let in a deep breath staring back up at the ceiling with his steeling grey eyes. The golden glow that the lights gave off suddenly flicked off into a blue moonlight glow from the open curtained windows. Aryess slipped into the cama seguinte to Bentley and turned to her side resting her head with her arm bent, she stared at the expression on his face as if he were lost and confused.
" B, what's up with you?" He turned over on his side looking over at her " You act as if you arent happy that I'm pregnant with our daughter," she muttered as grey met grey.
"I never said I wasn't happy," he said, blinking.
"Am i just a piece of material to you that you just banged up?" she muttered quiet and shaken. Suprise hit his grey eyes "Aryess of course not, you mean the world to me; why would you think that?" Bentley asked.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Terror-Civies
Here's the updated bio for the team. I had to look it over and decide who stays and who goes. Sorry if you disagree. I just had too many.


Secret Identity: Unknown
Alias: Terror
Occupation: Hero
Powers: Shape-shifting, controls fears, can control minds, can take away/give fears, illusions, able to enter other minds when people sleep.
History: Terror was born in Mew Orleans, Louisiana. He was raised in an abusive family. His father, who was always drunk, would beat him. His mother had died giving him birth. Terror had two other siblings; Sylvia and Mat. Mat had been killed in a car accident. Sylvia had left soon after her mother had died and joined a crew of girl heroes. Terror, meanwhile, was beaten. His abusive father never left him alone and, when he was, Terror was chained like a dog. At age ten, Terror finally got angry at his father. His powers acted on emotion and Terror accidentally killed his father. Now wanted for murder, Terror went out to New York. He met up with his sister again, who was now calling herself Paura. She helped him gain control of his powers, and he started to call himself...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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He walked down the hall to her bedroom, passing his own in his wanting to get to her. The door was open when he walked in, but the girl on the cama was not the one he was looking for. She looked up when he entered, an apologetic smile on her face.
“Is something wrong?!” he asked.
“No. Not exactly.”
“Where is she?”
“She's fine. She just had to get out for a bit.”
“Where is she?”
“California, I think.”
He blinked, the words catching him for the first time.
“Wait you mean she's not here at all?”
“That's right. She wanted to wait for you, but said she was getting too restless. She needed a break.”
“When was this?”
“Early this morning. She left you a note. Here.”
She handed him a folded piece of paper to him and he opened it. He recognized her handwriting but something felt wrong. Unable to place it, he read the note.
[i]Alek,
Sorry I can't be there right now. I wanted you to come with me, but couldn't stay anymore. Don't worry about me. I'll be back soon. I'm safe. I just needed to get back to old roots for a bit. Again, I'm sorry to leave without telling you, but...
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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The man tapped his foot against the floor of the elevator, begging the floor numbers to change quicker. 2...3...4... He swept the long ebony locks from his face, then combed his fingers through and they settled back in place over his steel, worry-filled eyes. His nerves jumped and fizzed with anxiety, fear.
"Angel has been admitted to the hospital," was all the text from Declan had said. "Gotham urgent Care Center. Room 613. 6th floor."
Bentley leapt from the elevator before the doors were fully open and trotted down the hall, noting the numbeers as he passed them. 608... 609... 610... Left turn. 611... 612... 613. A trio of people were gathered in the doorway. A nurse in sky blue, a doctor in bleach white, a captain in military green. A soldier? Bentley felt his coração throw itself against his ribcage, trying to break free of the panic building in his chest. The three turned as he approached, slowing his jog to a hesitant walk.
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