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Opinion by BloodyMascara_ posted over a year ago
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Xiuhcoatl





Hair: White

Eyes: Red((Im facinated with Red eyes ok!?))

Skin: Covered in white scales

Height: 6'5

Weight: 115

Race: Dragon/humaniod

Powers/Skills: Can morph into a dragon, but only when is very needed. Breaths fire((Yeah, yeah I know there are many firecasters, but this is a basic dragon atribute)). Skilled with bows and melle wepons.

Weapons: Fond of a sword but makes weapons out of anything she can.

History: Xiuhcoatl has grown up with dragons. She has never seen another human. She has fended off enemies of her homeland, she speaks a forign launguage not known to humans. She has been very isolated her whole life, and now she is traveling to find a início for the Dragons. Their início was invaded and taken over por enemies.

Personality: Curious. Many things fasinate her because she has grown up in a valley without technology.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Lizzie
“She's changed.”
“The shadows will do that.”
He got up and crouched down beside her. She opened her eyes, looking at him. A smile lit her face.
“Terror...”
“Hey Liz. How you feel?”
“Tired. Where are we?”
“In the shadows. At my place.”
“Your place?”
He smiled at her, moving hair from her face.
“I wasn't kidding when I said I live in shadows.”
“I didn't think you meant it both literally and not.”
“Liz, something happened.”
“What's wrong?”
“Your mother tried taking you from the orphanage.”
“Why did you stop her?!”
“Because she's....Lizzie, come with me.”
She sat up and looked at him.
“Where are we going?”
“Just in the back room.”
She nodded and got up, following him. Terror looked back at his guest, still sitting in the shadows. He was waved on and lead Lizzie into a room.
“There's a mirror in that corner,” he said.
She gave him an odd look and stepped forward. Terror opened a closet and pulled a chest out. He unlocked it.
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Guide by SilverWingsYJ posted over a year ago
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Don't kill me! I just got bored of making OCs that I have to kill off soon (non that I've presented to the club yet).

Name: Crystal Adams

Hero ID: Can't think of a good one, so Crystal.

Age: 12

Physical Appearance: 5'2", dark hair, dark eyes, fair skin, black wings (14' wing span)

Race: Avian-hybrid

Relation to YJL: Fang's little sis. Surprise!

Abilities: mild martial arts, flight (wings), ability to change her appearance

Bio: Escaped from the School when she was 8. She hung around other mutants. A group of mutants, calling themselves the X- Genes, manipulated Crystal into helping them conn the rich and powerful. On one account, she used her ability to change her appearance to look like a bank manager. Easily gettin past the security, Crystal robbed the bank but on her way out of the bank she was caught por Hal Jordan (we don't hear enough about him!). Out of fear, Crystal turned back to her normal self. Hal decided not to turn her into the cops, but made her cadastrar-se the Young Yustice League.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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I guess you could say it all started about a week ago, after my dad's company  transferred to Manhattan. So why my parents were house hunting, I was dumped at my creepy great aunt Catherine's place.

12:24 EST time
Manhattan

Scott's father was the first to get out of the car first followed por Scott, his mother got out of the other side. 
"C'mon Scott it's only for a few days" His father looked down at Scott.
"But aunt Cathy's creepy."
"She's not creepy Scott." Said his mother,
"She's exetorant." Scott's mom giggled as his father said this.
"But she always creeps and stalks around like she's hiding something. And always bakes nasty sugar cookies"
"I thought you liked those cookies." Scotts mother gave him a weird look.
"They taste like cat litter." Scott looked back at her. 
"It's not that bad." His father knocked on the door,
"But she's creepy!" 
"Stop saying that! She's a very nice lady, an she's very excited to see you." Scott's mother said,
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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He stumbled, falling to the ground. Dark energy pulsed all around. He pushed himself back up, ignoring the pain flowing through him. He'd been gone less than a dia and already was having issues. He fell again, this time staying down.
“Would you like some company?”
He rolled onto his back.
“Yeah.”
His scythe flashed white and then transformed. Her long blonde hair fell down past her knees, her cat like ears placed on the side of her head. She looked at him with her large red eyes. She was dressed all in black, the red accents drawing your eyes everywhere. She smiled at him.
“Hello master.”
“Hey Freya.”
“We've been traveling. Where are we?”
“Soria.”
“For the shield?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why have we stopped?”
“I need a rest.”
She nodded and came close to him. He smiled at her.
“Is there anything I can do for you, Master?”
“Not unless you can make the pain go away.”
“Where does it hurt?”
“All over. Mostly my back and wings.”
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Guide by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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These are the bios for Aisling's 20 years later fanfic. It's static, meaning it'll probably change, but as far as Broken Wings goes...

Name: Riley Conners (named after his grand-father)

Hero ID: Dusk

Age: 21

Personality: easy-going, humorous, protective of his sister,
brotherly to the younger kids of the team

Race: human, cocasian

Physical description: 6'1", brown hair with blonde highlights, grey eyes, tattoo of a crescent moon on his left shoulder

Abilities: knife-handling, mild hacking, tech-handling,

Hero oufit: black and red striped-shirt, black leather jacket, black jeans, faca belt, hidden blade, black boots, red and black gloves, black mask.

Civvies: red t-shirt, baggy jeans, ray-bands (sunglasses), Yankees boné, cap (usually turned backwards)

Relatives: mother: Ginaveve Candor, father: Daemian Conners/ Weston, half-sister: Fiona Conners a.k.a. Star, aunt: Aryess Weston a.k.a. AngelWings
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Article by Obscurity98 posted over a year ago
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Trying to explain to Skylar why and what she wont say, and why the past may not matter, and why life sucks


Life Is a Sin : por Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)

Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.

If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us fogo and we wont know what to do.

amor is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.

amor is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,

I am emotional,
But you wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.

Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
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Fan fiction by AislingYJ posted over a year ago
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So this is part 1 of Broken Wings. Just to recap, this takes place 20 years after Season 1. Aisling and Jackson, in addition to most of the former team, are on the Justice League. They have 3 kids: Lily aka Midnight Streak who's 12, Chandler aka Coda who's 11, and Annabelle aka Firefly who's 9.
Five Hours Earlier:
“What is it?” Lily asked, a faint yawn in her voice. The three kids were gathered in the living room, in their pajamas, slumped over the couch. Their parents were standing in front of them, blocking the TV, much to Chandler’s displeasure. He was laying on his back, his feet propped up against the arm of the couch, and leaning to the side, trying to see around them. Annabelle was absorbed in a book, their white-and-tan German shepherd Helena curled up seguinte to her head, and Lily was seated in between them, sitting straight up eagerly.
Their mother stepped forward. “Guys, we’re leaving again.”
The kids let out a collective groan, Annabelle slammed her book closed and dropped it on the table, making Helena jump, Chandler rolled over onto his stomach, annoyed, and Lily’s shoulders slumped a little.
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Article by -BelovedRobin posted over a year ago
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Pixiv Id 767532
Name: Aria Leonhart
Alter Ego: None
Age: 24 (For Baker’s story)
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Light Brown, looks auburn in certain sunlight.
Distinct Markings: she has a small toupeira close to corner of lip.
Height: 5’6” with heels 5’9”
Martial Status: Single
Birthplace: Hamburg, Germany
Current Residents: Wherever the hell “The Triangler
Relationship with: Likes London, however it’s up to Bakes whether or not they actually become a couple XD
Foes: 96/Alacurd

artigos she WILL appear in: “The Triangle” por Bakes2389

Powers: Ability of which she can control someone, or a group of people, the speed of their thought process and/or movements. Such as accelerating a person running to the point of Flash or making someone surveys his or her current environment at a caracol pace. She can apply this to her as well. The drawback is that she cannot control mais than 5 people and if she is controlling a group they all have to be traveling or processing the same. It’s impossible, for her, to have 2 people moving/thinking slow whereas another 3 is processing fast....
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Fan fiction by The_Writer posted over a year ago
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A Few Notes (And a Rant) About Me


I know most of you are thinking: "The conceited little brat! He's making an artigo about himself! How selfish!"

But before you assume and make an bunda out of you and me (look at the word assume), lemme have my say. This rant is so that people can get to know what I believe in and what type of person I am before they decide to be my "friend". This isn't a "everyone is my friend cause I like everyone" list. This, in fact, could be used to push people away, but it's all in your viewpoint.

Now, without further ado:


 I am an American. A proud one too. I believe in Truth, Justice and the American Way. Don't try to counter that with me. I am a Christian. A proud one of these as well. I believe one God in Heaven created the Earth And everything in six days. I believe he sent his son to die for us so that we may have everlasting life. 

I do not support gays/lesbians/transgender/bisexual/or any other sexuality unless it is one man and one woman.
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Fan fiction by The_Writer posted over a year ago
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Possibility

(Very early DRAFT for a possibility of a punk British prince as the U.K. Red Revenge)




"Sam! Pick up your damn communicator!" Rose yelled.


New York, New York
United States of America
00:23:09 EST

Sam groaned and rolled over, Holly's hand leaving his chest. "Rose? What do you need?"

"Access to the Freedom Fighter teleport pads."

"You're a--"

"Not high enough clearance." Rose said. "Could you hurry? England's under attack and I'm freezing."

"I can't believe youre helping the Brits." Revenge said, typing something on the computer.



London, England
United Kingdom
7:24:57 GST


The man roared and tossed another car, bursts of energy randomly shooting from his body-suit and flattening nearby cars and people with a bright, yellow energy.

He was stomping towards Trafalgar Square when someone landed in front of him. It was a girl in a rosa, -de-rosa and purple outfit. She grinned, tossed her pink-red hair behind her shoulders and rammed her fist into her palm.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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"Anyone get this odd feeling that were being watched?" Korran slowly followed the group around Waverly Sanatorium. Fang and Terror were in the front followed por Korran, Delta, Aisling, and Infinity. Eclipse and Silverwings were looking around "Ghost hunting" Lyla, Dom, and Gunfire were following slowly, but surely. 
"Well this place is one the most haunted places in the world. So your probably being watched, right. this. very. second." Fang said, not turning around. Terror let out a small chuckle and Korran squealed,
"Don't say that! I don't like Ghost!" Delta screamed and turned around to Lyla, Dom, and Gunfire.
"Who the heck just pulled my hair?" Delta glared as the three looked at each other then back at Delta innocently. 
"Well?"
"Delta," Dom spoke up. "We haven't touched you.." Delta rolled her eyes, 
"Whatever." and turned back around. 
"Is anyone else seeing this?" Eclipse pointed to a figure crawling on the ceiling with its head turned around 180 degrees. Korran screamed and the figured disappeared and a human figure took its place, below on the floor. 
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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The room was painted with a mixture of shadows and moon light. The house was silent, minus the sound of the wood creaking. The girl was asleep, a smile painted across her face. She stepped into the light, kneeling beside her.
“Hello child. Bella Morta calls you.”
She reached to take the child, but found someone already had. She heard the swish of a coat.
“And what does Death want with her?”
She stood.
“Terror.”
She faced where he stood in the shadows.
“Give me my child.”
“Lizzie would be safer with a pack of lobos than with you.”
He heard her laugh.
“My child is safest with me.”
“Not while Death controls you.”
She pulled out her gun and pointed it at him.
“Hand. Me. My. Child!”
“Don't point that thing. You may hit her.”
She froze and he could see her eyes flash brown. They turned back to red.
“I want my child!”
“Good bye Becca.”
He backed away, keeping a tight hold on the girl in his arms. She heard him mover and came closer. All she found was the wall. She growled and replaced her gun.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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She walked into the center of light in the pitch black area. The child was in her arms, sound asleep. A voice spoke and a red light shined.
“Do you have the child?”
“Yes Bella Morta.”
“You have done well, pawn.”
“Thank you.”
“Place the child down gently and leave.”
Becca put Flynn on the ground gently and left. The red light came closer.
“Such an innocent child. I would hate for anything to happen to you. Let us hope your parents do as I say. Oh Devin.”
The angel stepped into the ring of light.
“Yes Bella Morta?”
“I have a message I want delivered. Find the parents of this boy and warn them. If they do not do as I ask, this child will die.”
“Yes Bella Morta.”
“One mais thing. I want you to place this crystallized rose on the doorstep. As a warning.”
“Yes Bella Morta.”
Devin took the rose and walked out of the circle. The red light came closer.
“Come child. It's time to teach you the beauty of power.”
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Fan fiction by -BelovedRobin posted over a year ago
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This chapter is dedicated to bakes2389 for being the very best Disco Pogo Bro that ever lived! Our crazy chats, trollbending and most of all our amor for sexy men is what I look progressivo, para a frente to whenever I come online <3. Our humorous conversations are what get me composição literária at times of doubt! Thank you and thank you again!
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Around, around his fingers made a round with one and another while the time began to slip away just like the rest of the team’s attention. The flickering cobalt eyes stalk attentively onto awakening screen; stopping the circumnavigation between his fingers, he began gyratory his broad shoulders at the same time his ears twitch to every snap and crack. Each fracture of the stress bound bones just reminded him about the intensity of this hero apresentação, show, gig he was in. However whenever he slip up and glance from the corners of his eyes, his irises would flare in frustration.

“The object….” Aqualad was explaining in grand detail of their plan but he was too distracted with his own thoughts.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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The fun begins! >:D



She moved along the rafters of the mountain. The cave was quiet, at rest. She looked down at her watch. Well past two in the morning. They'd all be asleep por now. Except Phoebe. But Dylan was with her so there was no worry in them hearing anything. Or sensing anything. She crawled along the rafters, never making a sound. She was searching for something. No, someone. She jumped down, landing on her feet softly. She waited in her crouched position. Still no movement.
She stood and walked along the hallway. Her red eyes searched around, looking for any sign of trouble. She wasn't worried about the cameras. She'd hacked them earlier. It had been too easy. She came to a room and stopped. This was it. She phased her way through the door. Both of them were asleep. She moved into the adjoined room. There he was. She picked up the small child, cradling him in her arms. Her trained ears picked up a sound.
“Don't move.”
A smirk came to her face.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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She walked along the edge of the beach, the slight breeze running through her hair. The sun was starting to set in the distance. The water tagged her toes, racing to get away and then running back again. Birds chirped a few harmless melodies from their trees, serenading her. The peace was effective and calmed her worried thoughts. She found a grouping of rocks and sat on one. The winds gentle fingers pushed the hair away from her face, sending a shiver through her. She looked down and her eyes flashed orange. fogo sparked to life. Her eyes turned white-blue and the wind grew stronger at her command. The fogo started to die out.
One of her eyes changed back to laranja and the fogo grew. The wind surrounded it and the two mixed into a cyclone of power. A smile came to her face as she fed it, making it grow higher. She looked up at it, her powered cyclone. It was a joy for her to see. The fogo and wind mixing well and working to create something so destructive, yet so tame. She opened her wings and flew to the top. Her hands started to glow electric blue. Electricity mixed inside of her cyclone and it came up around her. She closed her eyes focusing her energy. An orb of...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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She walked along the edge of the beach, the slight breeze running through her hair. The sun was starting to set in the distance. The water tagged her toes, racing to get away and then running back again. Birds chirped a few harmless melodies from their trees, serenading her. The peace was effective and calmed her worried thoughts. She found a grouping of rocks and sat on one. The winds gentle fingers pushed the hair away from her face, sending a shiver through her. She looked down and her eyes flashed orange. fogo sparked to life. Her eyes turned white-blue and the wind grew stronger at her command. The fogo started to die out.
One of her eyes changed back to laranja and the fogo grew. The wind surrounded it and the two mixed into a cyclone of power. A smile came to her face as she fed it, making it grow higher. She looked up at it, her powered cyclone. It was a joy for her to see. The fogo and wind mixing well and working to create something so destructive, yet so tame. She opened her wings and flew to the top. Her hands started to glow electric blue. Electricity mixed inside of her cyclone and it came up around her. She closed her eyes focusing her energy. An orb of...
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE PRESENTED WITH MINOR NUDITY OR MINOR (literaly MINOR) BAD LANGUAGE

"Phoebe! To the right!" She called out, Phoebe replied with a smirk and pulled out her Vorpal Blade, slicing clean through the tentical of the giant monster. Blood splattered her clean, white blouse. The monster let out a blood-curdling scream and grabbed at Phoebe, but missed por inches slicing through her blouse, barely missing her Omega necklace, exposing her chest and bra. It went for another swipe and this time caught her pants leaving her half-naked. It tried to grab her, but it's claw was blown off. Chunks of burning flesh filled the air. It directed it's sight to a blonde archer.
"What's wrong?," Artemis whimpered "You going to cry, now that your stupid, bunda claw is missing." She smirked as she dodged a fire-ball was thrown her way. It hit a nearby tree, exploding it into a ball of fire. Artemis' hair was flowing in the wind like some cliché movie scene. She smirked,"So close, Mr. Uglyass."
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Agent
Name: Rowan “Rory” Munroe-Identity Unrevealed
Alias: Agent
Occupation: Student, hero
Powers: Wind, acrobat, telepathy with Bella, master with guns, swords, and a chain.
History: Rory was born into a family of witch doctors living in Hawaii. When he was five, Rory was gifted with the power of wind. Whereas his family (originally from Italy) taught him the family trade, Rory was interested in acrobatics. His family disapproved. When he turned 7, things went bad. Rory was slowly loosing his mind and connection to his unique gift. For the sake of his family and town, Rory ran away. He hide away in the jungled mountains, meditating and training his mind, spirit, and body. He soon found a way to control his power but it required an ultimate sacrifice; staying away from those he loved. Rory soon became a master in the mystic arts his family had tried to teach him, as well as a master with swords and chains. He wandered the world for a time before going back to civilization. He watched and examined other heroes before daring to become one himself. It was Red Tornado who recruited him for the team. Rory has a snow-white...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Well you guys wanted mais Terror and were also suggesting couples. So here's a look at Terror's tender side. Don't get too excited. It won't come out often.





He felt it like a sudden bullet. Fear. It hit him fast and it hit him hard. He placed his hands to his head, willing the sudden pain to go away. Most often he would take the fear away without needing to find the host of it. But he chose to look and was glad when he did. He walked among the shadow world, picking a rose as he went. He twirled the flor in his hand, ignoring the thorns that penetrated his skin. He stepped through one shadow and exited into her room. She was sitting on the floor, crying. The room had been littered with weapons and various shards of glass. All because of her fear.
“You're nothing like him.”
She looked up and wiped at her tears.
“Terror. What are you doing here?”
He smiled and sat beside her, not caring about glass or knifes.
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Opinion by AislingYJ posted over a year ago
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So this is the prologue to Broken Wings, the story I posted the fórum about. Just so you know, this takes place in 20 years. Yeah.
12:03 AM
She was in the shadows, laying flat on her stomach with the gun at her side, trying to blend in with the roof of the stone building. Luckily the night was dark, only a tiny sliver of a moon hung in the sky, so she didn’t have to worry. Not yet.
Her finger was poised near the trigger of the gun, and part of her wanted to press it, just out of sheer boredom. But she didn’t. When were they going to come? Part of her wanted to go out and look for them, but she knew not to desert her post. They would come. She touched the radio earpiece in her ear, clicking it to life.
“Blade to Redstream. When do we blow this place up?”
A moment of static, then a voice came on the other end.
“Now.”
Blade sprung to life, pulling explosives out of her cinto, correia and tossing them across the roof. She slung the gun under her shoulder and pressed the detonator, swinging over the edge of the roof and down to the ground. She hit the ground and started running, just as the building behind...
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Fan fiction by Obscurity98 posted over a year ago
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when Roy is 18, Harley is14, and Skylar is.... don't think he want ppl to know so, never mind that.

Harley walked along side of Skylar's lobo forma s they walked through the forest. Harley smiled, "the poor lobo didn't even see it coming." Skylar smiled, "yeah i know." Suddenly Skylar's ear twitched to a side. "Did you hear that?" he asked. Harley looked around and took a deep breath. Her body froze and went rigid. the scent was too familiar.
Skylar sniffed the air. He knew the scent too, bu the couldn't place it. Some thing shifted near them, to their right. Skylar swiveled around to face it, snarling, Harley did nothing of the sort. Instead her voice came out trembling, "Roy?"
From the branches of a árvore Roy jumped down. He looked at Harley then Skylar. He narrowed his eyes. "So Harley, you replaced me already?" Harley snarled. Skylar gave her a look and shifted to human. "replaced him? harley what is he talking about."
harleu ignored him and snapped at Roy, "Replace you! Ha! you replaced me! and while we were dating! I cant believe you liked Cheshire! I thought you loved me!"
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Fan fiction by AchillesYJ posted over a year ago
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So it isn't the best título in the world. Oh well...

Adrian sat on the rooftops, brooding over the girl he’d met a couple days ago... or was it weeks? On the outside she was peppy, bubbly, and beautiful, but inside he had the feeling she was hiding something. Beneath that curtain of black hair and that domino mask was her secrets and real feelings. Anger and darkness was something she wanted to cover, and years of experience had given Adrian a small hint as to what she was doing.
“Adrian...?”
Said boy turned, the single blue strand dancing into his eyes once more. There she was, the girl they all knew as “Fin.” Her black hair settled perfect on her shoulders and there was a shining tint of another color in it that Adrian couldn’t quite recognize. A small breeze gusted past, making the cords on her sweater fly up. She walked over and sat down seguinte to him, and suddenly Fin’s hair wasn’t the only thing fluttering. Adrian quickly looked away as he felt his cheeks warm. Damn her for making him feel this way. It wasn’t possible, he couldn’t be... could he? He turned back to her and saw that her glasses were partially cracked and...
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Fan fiction by The_Writer posted over a year ago
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The End is Coming.
The Finale Nears.
Red Revenge's saga is coming to a close.

United We Stand, Divided We Fall.





"Eukk." azevinho, holly said. She watched the blood pool around the dead body pieces.

"Freeze! This is the New York City Police!" Draxx yelled. "You are under arrest for murder in the--"

"Stop Draxx." Revenge said, holding out his arms. "Guns down."

Draxx nodded and ordered the rest of the officers to lower their weapons. He had learned to trust Red Revenge's judgement in the seven years he had worked with him. 

"Azrael." Revenge said.

"Red Revenge." the figure replied in a deep voice. "I am Azrael, loyal servant to the Order of Dubar."

"Not this bullshit again." Revenge said, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and finger.

"Dark Days are coming Red Revenge, events--"

"--will happen we can not stop. We'll all burn. batman gave me the memo."
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