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*Shrugs* Its a little long... But what the heck? Its somethin' to read!




I spun around and delivered a powerfull kick to Nightwing's chest, he made a weird wheezing noise, then sucked the air back in. One of the toughest guys I know. He recoiled and lanched at me, delivering a powerfull soco to my jaw. It was so hard, I heard a pop and my head snapped to one side. I tasted blood, then went full instinct from there on. We were both breathing heavily, a thin layer of sweat on both of our foreheads. No weapons allowed, no powers, just the machines that we call our bodies. Blade watched, leaning against the wall, arms crossed. Fang was watching from the corner, shadows hiding him. Ciel, most likely hidden, watching his young pupil grow. Eh, I could look like a pupil to him. Maybe I was a younger sister. But who knows? Ciel keeps quiet about that. I ducked under a well cordinated punch. I was then behind the teenager twice my size, just as he whipped around, I delivered a kick to his stomach that knocked him back into a wall, Blade stepping out of the way and whistling. He fell onto his hands and knees, breathing heavily, and coughing.
"You okay?" I asked, walking over.
"Fine." He said and stood up.
Winner, Coaxoch. Nightwing, defeated. the Computer said. I offered my hand, my knuckles bruised. Nightwing took it with a smile, and pulled himself up. My hair was ruffled.
"Good job today." A voice came from behind me. I cried out and whipped around, about to send a bone crushing blow to Ciel's neck, luckily, I stopped myself, only lightly touching my brother's- okay, not my brother, but close!- neck.
"Dont do that when Im hyped up on adrenaline!" I said. Ciel raised his hands in defense. Nightwing shook his head. I brushed the hair out of my face, sweat stinging my dividido, dividir cheek.
"Two hours." Blade said.
"Glad you didnt pass out." She added.


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"Mel, come on!" Nightwing shouted over the chaos, into com. I was in the control room.
"Working on it!" I yelled into com. I kicked a guard in the chest, making him collapse. I hit-yep- a red button, marked "MAIN GATES".
"Good." Nightwing said, into com. I looked at a monitor. There was a count down. Goshfangit!
"Nightwing get the heck out of there!" I shouted into com. I bit my lip, two minutes.
"Why?" He asked.
"Countdown." I said. Com went silent.


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I awoke, feeling like I was just blown up. Oh wait, I was. Turns out the countdown was for the control room. Mark that a mission fail. I opened my eyes and sat up. I was at home, in Mom and Dad's room. I smiled, their cama was warm, and comfortable. I laid back, and snuggled deep into the sheets, and pulled the blanket over my head. I was wiped, then, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Your up." Fang said.
"Nooooooo. No Im noooooot." I said.
"Yes you are, come on lazy bum." He said, pulling the blanket off my burn covered body. I shivered, then opened my wings, wrapping them around myself to keep warm. My feathers stung on the burns, them being burned themselves, they hurt even more.
"That doesnt look good..." Fang muttered, looking over my burns.
"Trust me, it doesnt feel good either." I said, pulling the covers back onto myself, then over my head. Fang sighed.
"Fine." He said, getting up.
"Night." I said.
"Noon, actually." He said. I closed my eyes and yawned.
"It feels like night." I said. I could hear Fang's palm slap against his face. I giggled.
"Noon." I said, smiling slightly. I heard the door close softly. I slowly drifted off into sleep.


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"How's sissy?" Lexi asked, looking up at Fang after he came out of his room.
"She's tired Lexi." Fang said. Looking back down at Lexi. Lexi frowned.
"Aw!" Lexi whined. Fang shook his head and lifted Lexi up onto his shoulders.


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I was comfortable in Mom and Dad's bed. But, I was lonely. It sucked worst than being stuck in detention because you fell asleep during chemistry. I sat up, and I heard my skin sizzle. I grimaced and laid back down. I closed my eyes, and went back to sleep.


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Ciel's POV.


"Im. So. Bored." Jack stated, sitting upside down on the couch.
"We heard you the first million times Jack." Silver said, sitting upside down on the sofá seguinte to him. Jack groaned, flipping off the couch.
"Im gonna go blow some-" Jack just started, then stopped himself when I gave him a glare. Mel was blown up. I hated that I wasnt there to disarm the bomb. If I kept her at the cave, she wouldve been fine.

She wouldnt be in pain...


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Mel's POV

I groaned, lifting myself off the floor, and onto my feet. I opened the door, and walked out of the room. Soon, I was outside, wearing short shorts in 30 degree weather. I opened my wings and blurred.



Kay, action in the seguinte shot!

COMMENT OR SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS TO MEL.
OOC: Okay let me explain and apologize. This is going to be dark, extremely dark, and probably pretty twisted too. If you don’t like that type of thing, don’t read this. I don’t usually write this type of stuff, but I can explain...maybe. See, lately I’ve been leitura some pretty dark, often graphic, Slade/Robin slash on fanfiction.net. If you’ve ever read any of that, you’ll understand. I’m pretty sure it messed with my mind, because the other day, I had a very...vivid.. dream about it. So of course, me being the lunatic that I am, I had to write it down. This is the slightly...
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How to end up running for your life from a pissed girl wearing a red capacete with two armas pointed at you. AKA, how to piss me off.

1) Sneak into my room dressed like Joker when I'm sleeping.

2) Constantly say horrible 'Lady Gaga' jokes when I'm around.

3) Poke me constantly in the head when I'm wearing my helmet.

4) Ask if I have a motorcycle fetish. Constantly.

5) Tell me anyone on the team loves me.

6) If I decide to be nice and let you ride on my motorcycle, try and make a mover on me. (You will then be dragged along the road behind me por your ear)

7) Say YOLO for everything.

8) Tell me I...
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posted by Kenzie_KarmaYJ
OOC: The beginning of the third and final fic in Kenzie's little trilogy. Enjoy!

Kenzie grinned in delight, watching Delta furiously charge towards Robin and scissor kick him. He retaliated, grabbing her legs and flipping her to the ground. Kenzie gave a small laugh and the teens gave her simultaneous smiles before going back to their training. She shifted her attention to Bentley, Aisling, Belle, and Russel, her momentary visitor. The four sulked in the corner. It was a habit for the particular group. Kenzie got up from her place and, carefully avoiding the sparring siblings, she made her way...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Anyone recongize where I got my inspiration from? If so tell me!

Name: Kenlie Saunders

Alias: Ravenna

Occupation: Villain

Age: hundred of years old but looks 16

Appearance: Jet black hair with bangs, pitch black 14 ft. wings, piercing, seductive red eyes, muscular for a girl, and she's 5'9

Personality: Jealous, arrogant and smart alec attitude, dark.

Powers: Sorcery, flight (wings), uses sorcery to stay youthful

Past: Ravenna's mother put a spell on her daughter to give her youth when she was a young girl, before they were seperated, and the spell could only be broken por the farest of them all (beside...
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posted by TerrorYJ
Becca approached him from behind, never making a sound. She wasn't too keen on talking to him, much less being anywhere near him. He was a fool, someone she would ignore. But he had crossed the line. He had hit a nerve inside her and she needed to be heard, loud and clear.
“Bloodmist.”
He turned his head slightly. He turned back to looking at the bank when he saw who it was. She knew he was upset. He had been hurt in battle, but Becca had wanted him out of the mountain. There were very few she turned away from. But this guy she did. In front of everyone.
“I get that you don't like me....
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The harsh winter wind whipped through the dusky air as she walked down the forest path, blonde hair billowing behind her. She pulled her heavy casaco tighter to her body as she trudged through the snow. She looked up at the frost-lined trees, and cupped her hands to her mouth.
    “Zig!” she called, her voice reverberating through the forest until it was lost among the trees. “Zi-ig!” Looking down, she noticed a trail of small footprints in the snow, and followed them.
    She reached a thinning in the trees, and now a hill, covered in the thick...
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posted by NekoTheif
"I don't know who you are"

It shook Charm's foundation. "You...what?" he blinked. "Where am I?" she blinked at him. Charm noticed something different. The anger, the hurt, the love, the understanding it was all gone. She wasn't his Amara. "your not her. You can't be" he shook his head. "Who was I suppose to be?" she blinked. "Your suppose to be Amara! Your suppose to be Tundra!" he yelled shaking her.

She looked hurt. "I don't know who she is but she must mean a lot to you" she slid onto her knees. "She does. She means everything to me." he let Abel embrulho, envoltório her arm around his shoulders. "Is she...
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posted by Skittles98
Sorry about the long wait; I got lost on the road of life ;)

When I woke up and looked around, I was half expecting to see the run down house I used to live in. Instead, I woke to my new crimson room. The paint reminded me of fall leaves. I stretched and found a blue bundle at the end of my bed. I picked up the note.
“Time to go and meet some friends. Put this on, Sapphire” Dad used my ‘super-name’. I quickly slipped it on and tied my hair into a pónei, pônei tail. I flew out and down the stairs. I whipped passed Alfred, my wake ripping the duster from his hand. I quickly flew back, placed...
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posted by Skittles98
The boy sat on the large, fancy chair.
“Dick, this is my and Diana’s daughter, Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang” he explained
“Your…daughter?” the boy asked
“Yes. We lost her in a storm six years before you were here” Dad said
“This is totally whelming. Why would you keep this secret from me, Bruce?” the boy demanded
“Dick, now isn’t the time. I’m making it your job to show her around the mansion, find a room for her and tell her who you are” Dad ordered
“Fine, but don’t think that we’re done talking about this” he nodded.
“I’m Dick Grayson. I’ll be your tour...
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posted by Lollipop97
Full Name: Annabelle Hawthorne

Nicknames: Anna, Ann, Annie, Bell, Anders.

Age: 14

Aliases: Timer

Identity: She tries her best to keep it secret to everyone but her family.

Nationality: American

Relatives:
Father: John Hawthorne, founder of the McFresh waffle company. Caring, but busy family father.
Mother: Mary Hawthorne, caring housemother, always trying to find fitting husbands for her daughters.
Sister: Abigail Hawthorne, grumpy 18-year-old sister with the bitchy attitude, but can also be kind and loveable at times. Also called ”Pissy Pants” por her younger sister.

Personality: Annabelle is a...
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posted by Skittles98
Everyone looked up and saw the Dark Knight standing on the landing pad.
“Welcome back Gambette” he said
“Batman” I nodded curtly. I walked up the stairs to see the Dark Knight in all his dark, brooding glory.
“So, you gunna let me leave?” I asked
“No” he shook his head. I saw a lady with blonde hair walk by.
“Okay. Then I might as well familiarize myself with the base” I shrugged, running off. I sprinted after the lady.
“Excuse me!” I called. She stopped and turned around.
“I’m Gambette. Can you authorize me leaving the cave?” I asked
“I’m Black Canary. And sure”...
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posted by Skittles98
“Hey, you’re Remy’s kid, ain’t ya?” one asked
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to you who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your...
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posted by Skittles98
I walked down the empty streets, shuffling the decks of cards in my hands. My long over casaco flapped behind me, along with my long brown hair. My brown eyes followed the path my cards took. I turned down a wide alley. Four guys block my path. Another four blocked my retreat.
“You guys wanna play a little card game?” I asked, holding up my deck of cards.
“Sure” the lead guy nodded
“Let’s play 8” I said, throwing 8 cards to the ground. They started to glow, then they exploded. I walked away, passing my cards back and forth between my hands. My brown hair writhed around me. As I walked...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Where to next?" The blonde answered por running past the elder assassin, leaving him to follow her. Her braid was just long enough to dangle between her shoulder blades, the bleached color startling against the black material of her suit, he noticed as they sprinting through the corridors. It was the brightest part about her, the braid. Her suit, combat boots, faca belt, sheaths, capota, capuz were all black to compliment the stormy gray of her eyes and dark mood that was a constant around the girl. The man decided that he spent far mais time than necessary studying his enemy.
After taking out a handful...
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1AM, Twan's command post.
Twan stood infrond of a mesa, tabela inspecting maps of the city.
Suddenly a throwing estrela land only inches away from his hand.
Bothe Twan and Boris aim there armas at the ceiling.
Is Thad how you greed old friends now?
Ceschire sais in a playful tone we she climes truw a ceiling window, taking back her throwing estrela and sits down on the mesa, tabela crossed legged.
Twan sigeds in relieve. Bohe him and Boris put there armas away
Damm Jade can't you just use the door you scared me half to death.
Nowe were is the fun in thad? She said in the same playful tone.
I geas your rigt.
Its good thad...
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posted by SilverWings13
Tolf you i would get somethingpostes this weekend, RL.
The steady hoofbeats were a rockstar’s drum set in the boy’s ears as he rode through the silent forest. The only other thing he could hear was the pounding of his own coração in his ears. The deafening noise made it even mais difficult to focus on making a distinction between the silhouettes of the trees and the shadows cast por the moon’s light through the branches.
They should have beaten the sun to the horizon, but the night had been too fast, even for the Arabian-quarter horse.
Aleksander leaned even further progressivo, para a frente over the horse’s...
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posted by BladeYJ
 COSTUME! or.. whatever :D
COSTUME! or.. whatever :D
We entered a bedroom, the scent cheirado, cheirava, smelt oddly familiar, like I'd been in here before. The dark red silk sheets on the cama and the luxurious velvet curtains were so beautiful; along with the dark mahogany cabinets and drawers and door. I was so entranced with the room and all it held that his deep voice startled me,"This is your bedroom, you will sleep here, I've had Vexx go out-"
"Vexx?"
"I wasn't finished talking--go out and get some clothes for you, they're in the wardrobe seguinte to your bed. But first, before you get comfortable, I want to give you the attire you'll be wearing when you go hunting...
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posted by khanna266
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white capa and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained mais powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes por the name GreyStar.


<3<3<3 Hope you enjoyed
 Matt new to Gotham city
Matt new to Gotham city
added by Robin_Love
Source: google
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...
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