Her claws retracted the instant she was released. As she landed killing blows, one thought crossed her mind. I know I swore never again to kill. I'm so sorry Alex. Forgive me. She pulled her claws back in and looked around. Talia had escaped, but Serepta, Anton, Salva, and tigresa were dead. She saw Terror and he gave her a small smile. She smiled back and ran over.
“When'd you get here?” she asked.
“A few minutos ago.”
“Where's Bec?”
Cat watched in surprise as Terror gave her a sad smile and tears came to his eyes. Terror had never cried. Except with Blade. But she still was shocked.
“Becca's taking a standstill. Lizzie...um, she...”
“Oh no!”
Terror nodded and shook his head as if trying to release a bad thought.
“C'mon. There's still a war. We should help.”
Cat nodded and followed him. But in the midst of all the fighting, she had another thought. Now Becca's lost everything she ever loved.
She leaned against the wall, coração heavy and broken. What I wouldn't give to change fate's design! To finally succeed of killing the evil. But at a cost! A cost I never would have foreseen! She kicked the wall, tears streaming down her face. She took a deep breath. I shouldn't cry. Not while war still rages inside. A sudden crash called her attention and she pulled out her dagger.
“Sweet landing!!! That was awesome!”
“We need to work on it.”
She leaned against the mural again and put the dagger back. She walked towards the sounds and smiled lightly at the sight.
“Welcome to Hell, guardian angels. What can I get you?”
Both turned to look at her and smiled.
“Greetings warrior. Tis an honor.”
“Hiya Becca!”
Becca shook her head at the two.
“C'mon. We need your help inside. Amber is still alive.”
“Leave the demon witch to us.”
The two flew off in a blur. Leah and Rachel will make fast work of the others. But Amber is stronger than we anticipated. I better help.
She walked off towards the battle. Once inside, she could tell all Hell was breaking loose.
“When'd you get here?” she asked.
“A few minutos ago.”
“Where's Bec?”
Cat watched in surprise as Terror gave her a sad smile and tears came to his eyes. Terror had never cried. Except with Blade. But she still was shocked.
“Becca's taking a standstill. Lizzie...um, she...”
“Oh no!”
Terror nodded and shook his head as if trying to release a bad thought.
“C'mon. There's still a war. We should help.”
Cat nodded and followed him. But in the midst of all the fighting, she had another thought. Now Becca's lost everything she ever loved.
She leaned against the wall, coração heavy and broken. What I wouldn't give to change fate's design! To finally succeed of killing the evil. But at a cost! A cost I never would have foreseen! She kicked the wall, tears streaming down her face. She took a deep breath. I shouldn't cry. Not while war still rages inside. A sudden crash called her attention and she pulled out her dagger.
“Sweet landing!!! That was awesome!”
“We need to work on it.”
She leaned against the mural again and put the dagger back. She walked towards the sounds and smiled lightly at the sight.
“Welcome to Hell, guardian angels. What can I get you?”
Both turned to look at her and smiled.
“Greetings warrior. Tis an honor.”
“Hiya Becca!”
Becca shook her head at the two.
“C'mon. We need your help inside. Amber is still alive.”
“Leave the demon witch to us.”
The two flew off in a blur. Leah and Rachel will make fast work of the others. But Amber is stronger than we anticipated. I better help.
She walked off towards the battle. Once inside, she could tell all Hell was breaking loose.
I drew him because I felt like it
Alias: None
Occupation: Guitarist and Singer, Civilian
Age: 19
Personality: Michael is a very positive person, who often weighs others problems on him as support than solve his own. It's very unlikely to catch him in a bad mood.
Appearance: jade green eyes, he is a natural brunette but for the moment has his hair dyed black. he has freckles and barely leaves anywhere without wearing some type of hat ( usually snapbacks). He is 6'0 ft tall.
Relationships: He is a good friend and bandmate to Bentley.
History:Michael grew up having an ordinary life,minus his parents divorcing and his mother taking custody of him at the age of 8.
Notes:He met Bentley at a bar, and since have known each other for almost a year. It wasn't until recently him and Bentley got in touch again.
I found a cute lil pic of him when he was little with his dad
Notte
Amal's Lamp (her necklace)
