A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.
"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The laranja jumpsuit he wore was little mais than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. You have refused to give us any information that we desire. And now, you shall die."
The jailer pulled a pistol from his casaco and pointed it at the prisoner.
"On your feet," he ordered.
The boy pulled himself onto his hands and knees.
"On your feet!"
No response. The jailer nodded to the two guards, and they grabbed the boy under he arms and pulled him up like a rag doll. The young captor kept his head down.
"Any last requests?"
"How about a smoke, sér*?" His voice was hoarse and tinted with a thick accent as he responded in Russian.
The jailer chuckled. He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and gave it to the prisoner. He held up the flame of a lighter to the end. The prisoner looked up, esmeralda green eyes suddenly glowing, and blew a nuvem of smoke into the jailer's face. The man stumbled back in surprise.
The prisoner twisted from his handlers' grips, raised his hands, and blasted them with green orbs of energy. They flew back into the crowd of gathered guards, who were momentarily stunned.
The boy turned and sprinted to the gate. He blasted an orb at it, leaving a gaping hole, and leapt through it without hesitation.
Yells and shouts followed him as he sped downhill. A roar began in the distance and grew louder as the boy approached the tracks. He sprinted faster, barely keeping his footing on the steep hillside.
A train approached, the clank of the wheels rattling the night. The boy counted the cars as he neared them. The seventh approached, doors wide open as promised, and leapt into it. He scrambled to get inside and was pulled up por two strong hands.
Exhausted from the rush, he slumped against the mural as the adrenaline drained away and pain began to throb from his wounds.
The boy took his eyes off the view if the fading asylum on the colina and to the girl who had pulled him into the car.
The blonde's stormy grey eyes glistened as she leaned forward.
"Hello, Aurum*," he croaked before her lips pressed against his. Warmth flooded him and the burning of his wounds were momentarily replaced por a cool bliss.
Aryess pulled back all too soon.
"Hey, Argentum*," she breathed. "Glad to have you back."
"Good to be back," Aleksander said. He cupped her cheek and pulled her into another kiss.
razboynik- brigand (Russian)
sér- sir (Russian)
Aurum- Silver (Latin)
Argentum- Gold (Latin)
"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The laranja jumpsuit he wore was little mais than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. You have refused to give us any information that we desire. And now, you shall die."
The jailer pulled a pistol from his casaco and pointed it at the prisoner.
"On your feet," he ordered.
The boy pulled himself onto his hands and knees.
"On your feet!"
No response. The jailer nodded to the two guards, and they grabbed the boy under he arms and pulled him up like a rag doll. The young captor kept his head down.
"Any last requests?"
"How about a smoke, sér*?" His voice was hoarse and tinted with a thick accent as he responded in Russian.
The jailer chuckled. He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and gave it to the prisoner. He held up the flame of a lighter to the end. The prisoner looked up, esmeralda green eyes suddenly glowing, and blew a nuvem of smoke into the jailer's face. The man stumbled back in surprise.
The prisoner twisted from his handlers' grips, raised his hands, and blasted them with green orbs of energy. They flew back into the crowd of gathered guards, who were momentarily stunned.
The boy turned and sprinted to the gate. He blasted an orb at it, leaving a gaping hole, and leapt through it without hesitation.
Yells and shouts followed him as he sped downhill. A roar began in the distance and grew louder as the boy approached the tracks. He sprinted faster, barely keeping his footing on the steep hillside.
A train approached, the clank of the wheels rattling the night. The boy counted the cars as he neared them. The seventh approached, doors wide open as promised, and leapt into it. He scrambled to get inside and was pulled up por two strong hands.
Exhausted from the rush, he slumped against the mural as the adrenaline drained away and pain began to throb from his wounds.
The boy took his eyes off the view if the fading asylum on the colina and to the girl who had pulled him into the car.
The blonde's stormy grey eyes glistened as she leaned forward.
"Hello, Aurum*," he croaked before her lips pressed against his. Warmth flooded him and the burning of his wounds were momentarily replaced por a cool bliss.
Aryess pulled back all too soon.
"Hey, Argentum*," she breathed. "Glad to have you back."
"Good to be back," Aleksander said. He cupped her cheek and pulled her into another kiss.
razboynik- brigand (Russian)
sér- sir (Russian)
Aurum- Silver (Latin)
Argentum- Gold (Latin)
"How in hell is it back?!"
"The mais important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The segundo person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger friends that Maura killed you guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If you guys really do want mais just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give you for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! amor ya guys!))
"The mais important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The segundo person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger friends that Maura killed you guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If you guys really do want mais just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give you for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! amor ya guys!))
Fang snapped upright, resulting in slamming his head on the metal dog engradado, caixa he was sitting in.
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" angel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." angel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" angel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" angel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." angel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" angel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
Eyes:
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
That's right! I'm still waiting on the descrição from Robin_Love, but the seguinte Young Justice Episode has some spoilers and news.
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive mural posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive mural posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!