Get a grip! C'mon! Get angry! Don't let him do this to you!
She repeated it to herself, struggling. But her fear was stronger, he was stronger. He had moved his lips off hers, but she wasn't happy with where they were now. She shivered in disgust and pain as he kissed the soft flesh of her neck. C'mon Cat! Please! It wasn't any good.
She just couldn't get mad. All she felt was fear. Her mind raced, trying to form a plan. Her legs weren't pinned anymore. She slowly slide her leg straight, resting on the cold cement. Then she quickly slammed her knee in between his legs. He growled and released her. She stood quickly. But he grabbed her foot.
She kicked at his head. He stood and grabbed her wrists. She slammed her head against his and threw him into the cement. He got back up and threw her against the wall. She threw a soco to his neck, upper-cut him, then tossed him into a few crates. He got right back up. Someone jumped on his back and she had just enough time to catch her breath before her helper was thrown beside her.
“Here kitty kitty,” the imposter chanted.
She felt something snap inside her. Silver flashed, metal rang out against flesh, and then she just saw blood. Her own blood. She could smell it, saw her helper stand beside her and nod slightly for her to lead. She cheirado, cheirava, smelt fear, sensed pain, heard several heartbeats, felt the warm blood trickle down her hands, saw her opponent tense up in fear.
That was all she needed. She went into action, swiping, breaking, clawing. Anything she touched, she hurt. Only minutos later, she could see her opponent laying on the floor, dying from her strikes. She nodded slightly and moved again. She grabbed her urso and her bag.
“Cat.”
She froze. She knew the voice, recognized it. As before, her shock subsided along with her anger. He ran over to her.
“Where are you going?”
“Why do you care?”
“Cat, you're hurt.”
The daze from her change left and she felt the pain instantly. She had been wounded. Her knees suddenly gave out and she toppled forwards. He grabbed hold of her, careful not to touch the deep gash in her stomach-side area. She weakly tried to brush him off.
“Lemme go.”
“I'm taking you home.”
“No! Lemme go!”
He picked her up and started walking.
“Stop! Lemme go now!”
“Cat, stop. You're hurt and we're going home.”
“My início isn't with you!”
“It always was to me.”
“Shoulda thought bout that before.”
He ignored her again as he walked faster. She moaned, but couldn't peel her eyes open. This was too unreal. He wasn't saving her again. No....
“Lemme go.....”
“Go to sleep Cat.”
“.....Tommy....”
And then, she blacked out.
*hits publicar and hides*
She repeated it to herself, struggling. But her fear was stronger, he was stronger. He had moved his lips off hers, but she wasn't happy with where they were now. She shivered in disgust and pain as he kissed the soft flesh of her neck. C'mon Cat! Please! It wasn't any good.
She just couldn't get mad. All she felt was fear. Her mind raced, trying to form a plan. Her legs weren't pinned anymore. She slowly slide her leg straight, resting on the cold cement. Then she quickly slammed her knee in between his legs. He growled and released her. She stood quickly. But he grabbed her foot.
She kicked at his head. He stood and grabbed her wrists. She slammed her head against his and threw him into the cement. He got back up and threw her against the wall. She threw a soco to his neck, upper-cut him, then tossed him into a few crates. He got right back up. Someone jumped on his back and she had just enough time to catch her breath before her helper was thrown beside her.
“Here kitty kitty,” the imposter chanted.
She felt something snap inside her. Silver flashed, metal rang out against flesh, and then she just saw blood. Her own blood. She could smell it, saw her helper stand beside her and nod slightly for her to lead. She cheirado, cheirava, smelt fear, sensed pain, heard several heartbeats, felt the warm blood trickle down her hands, saw her opponent tense up in fear.
That was all she needed. She went into action, swiping, breaking, clawing. Anything she touched, she hurt. Only minutos later, she could see her opponent laying on the floor, dying from her strikes. She nodded slightly and moved again. She grabbed her urso and her bag.
“Cat.”
She froze. She knew the voice, recognized it. As before, her shock subsided along with her anger. He ran over to her.
“Where are you going?”
“Why do you care?”
“Cat, you're hurt.”
The daze from her change left and she felt the pain instantly. She had been wounded. Her knees suddenly gave out and she toppled forwards. He grabbed hold of her, careful not to touch the deep gash in her stomach-side area. She weakly tried to brush him off.
“Lemme go.”
“I'm taking you home.”
“No! Lemme go!”
He picked her up and started walking.
“Stop! Lemme go now!”
“Cat, stop. You're hurt and we're going home.”
“My início isn't with you!”
“It always was to me.”
“Shoulda thought bout that before.”
He ignored her again as he walked faster. She moaned, but couldn't peel her eyes open. This was too unreal. He wasn't saving her again. No....
“Lemme go.....”
“Go to sleep Cat.”
“.....Tommy....”
And then, she blacked out.
*hits publicar and hides*
Age: 15
Details: Human, white, english
Powers: Red lantern ring, Superhuman strength and durability, advanced skills, knowlage and abilitys.
Story: Kitanas always been different, mais angry than different. Her parents kicked her out when she was 5 and she was found and sent to a faster care home. Many familys came and went but she always ended up back at the care home. Over time she just got mais outraged at life and how to her everyone seem to think they were better than her. It got to the point where she had tryed to kill herself many a time but Kitana was always caught. Atrocitus, leader of the Red Lanert Corp reached out a hand and saw in her eyes the ture potenial her rage had within.
Personality: Self obssessed and over confident, hot headed and bossy and to be frank stuck up!
Uniform: (I'll draw and post a pic soon!)
"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!))