The Watchtower
The teen typed quickly and with a furious passion, as if his life depended on it. And in some ways it did. Taller figures hovered near him, watching his every move. He was careful but fast, and as his finger pressed lightly on the last key, a smirk spread on his face. The screen lit up with moving pictures of Gotham, D.C., estrela City and even the Cave.
“You did it,” a girl behind him said breathlessly. “I can’t believe it!”
The boy turned. “Was there ever any doubt? We now have a full view of what’s going on down there.”
A figure placed a hand on the teens shoulder, silently praising him. “Let’s hope she can keep her own against the League.”
The boy’s smile faded. “I know she can,” he stated softly. “Fin’s got enough stupidity and bravery combined to take them on.”
The man chuckled to himself, a feat rare and hard to catch from him in this form. “You do too. It must be a family trait.”
This earned a soft soco from the boy. These moments were also rare, but had become increasingly well-known to the people in the Watchtower.
The Bat gave a rare, small smile to his protege, and Robin’s smirk returned. They watched the screens together as real members of the League moved around the rest of the Tower, attempting to fix what had been broken and trying to think of a way to get down to earth, to fix the ones who were controlled and to help the ones who weren’t.
~/::::::\~
Fin arrived in the ruggedly destroyed downtown Gotham, memories threatening to flood the mental blockade that had grown in two months. She’d prevented herself from anything that would keep her from kicking her old friend’s asses. Because that’s what she’d learnt to do, in order to live as a hero still without being killed.
She was currently wearing her hair in a messy curly bob, a light golden, almost so perfectly clean that she stood out of her surroundings. What once had been known as thugs in this old crime city were now innocent bystanders as the thirteen ano old walked up to a deadbeat building, the flickering lights of the club now dulled and broken. A single knock on the door, and a slab of wood slid away from a hole in the door, revealing two dark eyes, that were focused mais on something going on inside. They seemed to be oblivious to who she was, and simply said “pass.” She raised a brow and cleared her throat, and the man looked up. “Oh, sh-”
He never finished. The door slammed against the opposite mural and fell, smoking. The bartender, the only one who really knew this girl’s rage, pointed to an office door with the words “Emergency Exit” sloppily scrawled on a piece of paper. She nodded and walked to it calmly as if there weren’t a huge door-sized dent in the wall. Opening it, she found a flight of stairs that circled up to the segundo level, which is where she’d find her information. Fin hurried up and opened the other door, to be met with a somewhat ordinary office.
It consisted of a redwood desk, which was covered in scratch marks, bullets, and dark stains. On the escrivaninha, mesa was a simple laptop, a couple of papers, and scissors. There was a black leather computer chair, back turned from the door. The room reeked of coffee and copper, a sickening combination. Fin looked around, then turned her attention to the chair. “Hey...”
The chair turned and a once-blonde teen looked up at Fin coldly before his gaze softened. “Oh. It’s you.” His hair was stained with blood, dirt and other substances, and his eyes had lost that spark. He was so different than she remembered... She sighed, and placed a picture on the desk. “I need help.”
He smiled grimly. “I’m your guy.”
Fin returned the smile. “I get that. It’s why I’m here.”
The boy nodded and got to business. “I heard you guys had dividido, dividir up. Why, no one understands, but we’re glad you’re doing what you're doing. Because only you.”
“We didn’t mean to dividido, dividir up, it was a zeta malfunction. I think he went to the watchtower...” The boy’s head snapped up. “Watchtower?” he whispered harshly.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard things about the Watchtower. That no one can get into it. True?”
“I’ve tried.”
“So someone’s in there. Right now. Hiding? Watching?”
“Do you think it could be him?”
“You and your brother have that rashness. It’s very probable it is him, considering the zeta.”
This received a true smile from Fin, and she hugged him, although he didn’t understand what he’d done. On her way out, she turned back and whispered.
“Thanks, Terror.”
~/::::::\~
Fin walked out of the club and noticed instantly the missing thugs. She had just enough time to think The fuck... before there was a click and the unmistakable sound of a bullet whizzing through the air. She did a backflip and landed a few feet away from where the gold piece clanged into the cement. Looking up, she found two mais old friends she really hadn’t wanted to meet. Well. Today’s the best dia for making new enemies...
The two jumped off the roof, both with light hair and standard controlled League uniforms. Fin payed mais mind to the girl with her hair in a ponytail, the one holding the gun and the one who was a mais immediate danger. Teleportation had always been a strength for Blade.
Now she was just flaunting it.
The girl came as close as possible, putting away the gun and taking out a knife. “Hey, Fin...” she hissed in a dangerously low voice. “I remember when you died. Remember that? I went after Chelsea, but she got away. I was furious... and you were gone...”
Fin gulped, and looked to the girl who was hiding in the background. White-haired Korran looked at Fin over Blade’s shoulder and gave a small worried smile. Fin couldn’t rely on the cat-girl, knowing that Korran’s cover would be blown if she even tried to help the firecaster.
Blade brought back the attention to herself. “Why I was furious, I’ll never know...” She smiled evilly, and for the first time Fin realized how deadly her old friend could really be.
“Because now you get to die again.”
The teen typed quickly and with a furious passion, as if his life depended on it. And in some ways it did. Taller figures hovered near him, watching his every move. He was careful but fast, and as his finger pressed lightly on the last key, a smirk spread on his face. The screen lit up with moving pictures of Gotham, D.C., estrela City and even the Cave.
“You did it,” a girl behind him said breathlessly. “I can’t believe it!”
The boy turned. “Was there ever any doubt? We now have a full view of what’s going on down there.”
A figure placed a hand on the teens shoulder, silently praising him. “Let’s hope she can keep her own against the League.”
The boy’s smile faded. “I know she can,” he stated softly. “Fin’s got enough stupidity and bravery combined to take them on.”
The man chuckled to himself, a feat rare and hard to catch from him in this form. “You do too. It must be a family trait.”
This earned a soft soco from the boy. These moments were also rare, but had become increasingly well-known to the people in the Watchtower.
The Bat gave a rare, small smile to his protege, and Robin’s smirk returned. They watched the screens together as real members of the League moved around the rest of the Tower, attempting to fix what had been broken and trying to think of a way to get down to earth, to fix the ones who were controlled and to help the ones who weren’t.
~/::::::\~
Fin arrived in the ruggedly destroyed downtown Gotham, memories threatening to flood the mental blockade that had grown in two months. She’d prevented herself from anything that would keep her from kicking her old friend’s asses. Because that’s what she’d learnt to do, in order to live as a hero still without being killed.
She was currently wearing her hair in a messy curly bob, a light golden, almost so perfectly clean that she stood out of her surroundings. What once had been known as thugs in this old crime city were now innocent bystanders as the thirteen ano old walked up to a deadbeat building, the flickering lights of the club now dulled and broken. A single knock on the door, and a slab of wood slid away from a hole in the door, revealing two dark eyes, that were focused mais on something going on inside. They seemed to be oblivious to who she was, and simply said “pass.” She raised a brow and cleared her throat, and the man looked up. “Oh, sh-”
He never finished. The door slammed against the opposite mural and fell, smoking. The bartender, the only one who really knew this girl’s rage, pointed to an office door with the words “Emergency Exit” sloppily scrawled on a piece of paper. She nodded and walked to it calmly as if there weren’t a huge door-sized dent in the wall. Opening it, she found a flight of stairs that circled up to the segundo level, which is where she’d find her information. Fin hurried up and opened the other door, to be met with a somewhat ordinary office.
It consisted of a redwood desk, which was covered in scratch marks, bullets, and dark stains. On the escrivaninha, mesa was a simple laptop, a couple of papers, and scissors. There was a black leather computer chair, back turned from the door. The room reeked of coffee and copper, a sickening combination. Fin looked around, then turned her attention to the chair. “Hey...”
The chair turned and a once-blonde teen looked up at Fin coldly before his gaze softened. “Oh. It’s you.” His hair was stained with blood, dirt and other substances, and his eyes had lost that spark. He was so different than she remembered... She sighed, and placed a picture on the desk. “I need help.”
He smiled grimly. “I’m your guy.”
Fin returned the smile. “I get that. It’s why I’m here.”
The boy nodded and got to business. “I heard you guys had dividido, dividir up. Why, no one understands, but we’re glad you’re doing what you're doing. Because only you.”
“We didn’t mean to dividido, dividir up, it was a zeta malfunction. I think he went to the watchtower...” The boy’s head snapped up. “Watchtower?” he whispered harshly.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard things about the Watchtower. That no one can get into it. True?”
“I’ve tried.”
“So someone’s in there. Right now. Hiding? Watching?”
“Do you think it could be him?”
“You and your brother have that rashness. It’s very probable it is him, considering the zeta.”
This received a true smile from Fin, and she hugged him, although he didn’t understand what he’d done. On her way out, she turned back and whispered.
“Thanks, Terror.”
~/::::::\~
Fin walked out of the club and noticed instantly the missing thugs. She had just enough time to think The fuck... before there was a click and the unmistakable sound of a bullet whizzing through the air. She did a backflip and landed a few feet away from where the gold piece clanged into the cement. Looking up, she found two mais old friends she really hadn’t wanted to meet. Well. Today’s the best dia for making new enemies...
The two jumped off the roof, both with light hair and standard controlled League uniforms. Fin payed mais mind to the girl with her hair in a ponytail, the one holding the gun and the one who was a mais immediate danger. Teleportation had always been a strength for Blade.
Now she was just flaunting it.
The girl came as close as possible, putting away the gun and taking out a knife. “Hey, Fin...” she hissed in a dangerously low voice. “I remember when you died. Remember that? I went after Chelsea, but she got away. I was furious... and you were gone...”
Fin gulped, and looked to the girl who was hiding in the background. White-haired Korran looked at Fin over Blade’s shoulder and gave a small worried smile. Fin couldn’t rely on the cat-girl, knowing that Korran’s cover would be blown if she even tried to help the firecaster.
Blade brought back the attention to herself. “Why I was furious, I’ll never know...” She smiled evilly, and for the first time Fin realized how deadly her old friend could really be.
“Because now you get to die again.”
Things you should never do
1.Call me a terrorist just because I'm Muslim (unless you want me to put a bomb in your car)
2.Call me Cutie pie (the last time somebody called me that they ended up with a black eye)
3.Never and I mean never touch my motorcycle.(Bad things will happen to you)
4.Don't dress up as me for Dia das bruxas and say your definitely dressed up as the scariest thing there is.
5.Mock the way I talk.
6.Don't try to tell me I'm the worst athlete ever,because I'm the giving best you've ever seen.
7.Don't touch my cerveja it's only for me to drink.
8.Say that I'm only smart because I'm half asian the last time someone said that they were stuck in the hospital for 2 months.
9.Try to piss me off for fun
10.THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE.
Never and I mean NEVER touch my boyfriend.
1.Call me a terrorist just because I'm Muslim (unless you want me to put a bomb in your car)
2.Call me Cutie pie (the last time somebody called me that they ended up with a black eye)
3.Never and I mean never touch my motorcycle.(Bad things will happen to you)
4.Don't dress up as me for Dia das bruxas and say your definitely dressed up as the scariest thing there is.
5.Mock the way I talk.
6.Don't try to tell me I'm the worst athlete ever,because I'm the giving best you've ever seen.
7.Don't touch my cerveja it's only for me to drink.
8.Say that I'm only smart because I'm half asian the last time someone said that they were stuck in the hospital for 2 months.
9.Try to piss me off for fun
10.THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE.
Never and I mean NEVER touch my boyfriend.
Name:Ari Niebanck Wayne Reyes (ugh! Too many surnames)
Age:18
Spouse:Jaime Reyes
Current Occupation:being pregnant
Alias:Virgo
Past powers:Astral projection, sorcery, preminitions, levitating, empathy, healing/selfhealing, and transforming into her lobo demon half
Current powers(includes her past powers):She can now use the powers of the Greek Gods and Goddesses, can tell fortunes,and her levitation power has promoted to being able to fly.
Family: Payton(mom), Minion (Birthfather), Bruce Wayne (foster father), Dick Grayson (foster brother), Klei (younger half sister), and will soon have a son or daughter.
Story so far:Ari has recently got married, found out the truth about her mother and Minion, and become pregnant.She and a few others were in a war recently against Ashton's nemesis Matrix which is currently on break.
Age:18
Spouse:Jaime Reyes
Current Occupation:being pregnant
Alias:Virgo
Past powers:Astral projection, sorcery, preminitions, levitating, empathy, healing/selfhealing, and transforming into her lobo demon half
Current powers(includes her past powers):She can now use the powers of the Greek Gods and Goddesses, can tell fortunes,and her levitation power has promoted to being able to fly.
Family: Payton(mom), Minion (Birthfather), Bruce Wayne (foster father), Dick Grayson (foster brother), Klei (younger half sister), and will soon have a son or daughter.
Story so far:Ari has recently got married, found out the truth about her mother and Minion, and become pregnant.She and a few others were in a war recently against Ashton's nemesis Matrix which is currently on break.
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. Or I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Greg Weissman, creator of Young Justice and The Amazing Spiderman confirmed that Issue 25 of the Young Justice Comic-book tie-in is cancelled at long last. Issue 25, introducing Deadshot, Braniac, etc. will be the final issue of the comic book tie-in series.
In other news, Cartoon Network has still not released a statement on why DC Nation was so abruptly cancelled and whether the animated series will actually continue or not.
Cartoon Network signs "half-season" contracts with DC Comics. They have confirmed three have been signed. Season 1, episodes 1-13. Season 1, 14-26. Season 2, 1-10. The remaining ten episodes of Season 2 are completely finished and ready for airing, however, DC has to sign a contract with CN for the remainder of the season to be aired. If the contract fails, the episodes will most likely be released on DVD.
No official reply statement from Greg Weissman or Brandon Vietti yet.
In other news, Cartoon Network has still not released a statement on why DC Nation was so abruptly cancelled and whether the animated series will actually continue or not.
Cartoon Network signs "half-season" contracts with DC Comics. They have confirmed three have been signed. Season 1, episodes 1-13. Season 1, 14-26. Season 2, 1-10. The remaining ten episodes of Season 2 are completely finished and ready for airing, however, DC has to sign a contract with CN for the remainder of the season to be aired. If the contract fails, the episodes will most likely be released on DVD.
No official reply statement from Greg Weissman or Brandon Vietti yet.
The final sneak peek for the fifth book in the Red Revenge/ DC Comics crossover series.
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling seguinte to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their armas at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling seguinte to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their armas at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. You going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, beijar its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like you Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. You going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, beijar its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like you Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!