When he awoke for the segundo time, he thought of a million things, coherency streaming his mind and starting the engines of his very unique brain. Out of the millions and millions of streaming thoughts, he pulled out three and processed them:
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third pergunta brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his headache to stop. A girl, obvious older, entered. Her light blue curls were pulled away from her face, her pointed, elf-like ears sowing. She wore a simple robe, veste, roupão of white, a golden cinto, correia on her hips. Her eyes were a light gray, like the sun lighting up early morning fog. He watched cautiously as she approached and then practically fainted when she knelt down before him in a respectful bow.
“My lord.”
Her voice was light and airy, like silver bells on snowy winds at Christmas. Her tone held the respect and devotion of a loyal servant. And it freaked him out. Dylan had adjusted to being the oddball in his life, and this girl was treating him like royalty. He realized she was staring.
“What do you want from me? I have nothing you'd find valuable I swear!!!!”
She blinked and watched him climb up the bookshelf, her face Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante in surprise.
“My lord, please calm down.”
“Calm down my ass!! How about we play a game? You go hide and I'll pretend to look for you.”
“That game would require mais people, would it not?”
“.....smart ass.”
She merely blinked at him again.
“My lord, I was ordered to come and wake you.”
“Nya! None of that “my lord” stuff! I've seen the shows! I never made a pact with any demons! Wait did I...? NO!! I haven't!!! Now.....shoo!”
She looked at him quizzically.
“Demons call you lord?”
“...no. Not me personally...”
“You are very animated, my lord.”
He stuck out his tongue and looked around. If he went on the ground, he was sure he'd be beaten por the girl, despite his training over the years. And he couldn't escape using the shadows; who knows what he'd find. The only option was to wait them out. If I stay here long enough, maybe they'll leave me alone.... Instead, someone else walked into the room, someone he recognized...Snuggle buddy?! The dark haired man looked at the situation and smirked. His death-like eyes winked with emotion and he walked further into the room. He blew out a few candles and walked calmly to the bookshelf. The room seemed to buzz for a minuto and then it felt like his head cleared.
“Young master, how did you sleep?”
Dylan watched the other man reach up and take him in his arms. He wanted to pull back, but the scent of familiarity and the warmth around this person made him stay. His eyes drooped a bit.
“Fine. Hey, why were you in my room last night?”
“Just watching over you. You were having nightmares again.”
“Was I...?”
The man nodded and set him on the bed.
“You look wiped. Would you like to sleep some more, master?”
He nodded and snuggled deep into the covers pulled over him.
“But my lord-”
“Ariella, he can talk to them later. Go.”
With a simple nod she left. The other stayed.
“Will you keep the nightmares away again, Sin?” Dylan murmured, too tired to care how he knew the name or why he trusted this person.
“As you wish, master.”
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third pergunta brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his headache to stop. A girl, obvious older, entered. Her light blue curls were pulled away from her face, her pointed, elf-like ears sowing. She wore a simple robe, veste, roupão of white, a golden cinto, correia on her hips. Her eyes were a light gray, like the sun lighting up early morning fog. He watched cautiously as she approached and then practically fainted when she knelt down before him in a respectful bow.
“My lord.”
Her voice was light and airy, like silver bells on snowy winds at Christmas. Her tone held the respect and devotion of a loyal servant. And it freaked him out. Dylan had adjusted to being the oddball in his life, and this girl was treating him like royalty. He realized she was staring.
“What do you want from me? I have nothing you'd find valuable I swear!!!!”
She blinked and watched him climb up the bookshelf, her face Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante in surprise.
“My lord, please calm down.”
“Calm down my ass!! How about we play a game? You go hide and I'll pretend to look for you.”
“That game would require mais people, would it not?”
“.....smart ass.”
She merely blinked at him again.
“My lord, I was ordered to come and wake you.”
“Nya! None of that “my lord” stuff! I've seen the shows! I never made a pact with any demons! Wait did I...? NO!! I haven't!!! Now.....shoo!”
She looked at him quizzically.
“Demons call you lord?”
“...no. Not me personally...”
“You are very animated, my lord.”
He stuck out his tongue and looked around. If he went on the ground, he was sure he'd be beaten por the girl, despite his training over the years. And he couldn't escape using the shadows; who knows what he'd find. The only option was to wait them out. If I stay here long enough, maybe they'll leave me alone.... Instead, someone else walked into the room, someone he recognized...Snuggle buddy?! The dark haired man looked at the situation and smirked. His death-like eyes winked with emotion and he walked further into the room. He blew out a few candles and walked calmly to the bookshelf. The room seemed to buzz for a minuto and then it felt like his head cleared.
“Young master, how did you sleep?”
Dylan watched the other man reach up and take him in his arms. He wanted to pull back, but the scent of familiarity and the warmth around this person made him stay. His eyes drooped a bit.
“Fine. Hey, why were you in my room last night?”
“Just watching over you. You were having nightmares again.”
“Was I...?”
The man nodded and set him on the bed.
“You look wiped. Would you like to sleep some more, master?”
He nodded and snuggled deep into the covers pulled over him.
“But my lord-”
“Ariella, he can talk to them later. Go.”
With a simple nod she left. The other stayed.
“Will you keep the nightmares away again, Sin?” Dylan murmured, too tired to care how he knew the name or why he trusted this person.
“As you wish, master.”
Raven and I made this little precious I call him my precious because he is my precious and yayyyyy... hehe...
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions por touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: feto, samambaia and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first mês of life, he was kidnapped por the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions por touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: feto, samambaia and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first mês of life, he was kidnapped por the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
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
Age: About to be 15 but is actually one year
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair. Pale skin black eyes.
Personality: straightforward, acts in a snap. Offensive and defensive. Loving and likes to have fun
Powers: Controls water and fire. Flight por wings. Shape shift to lobo and Tiger.
Uses: Guns, Swords. Hand to hand combat.
BackGround:
Abandoned at Imperial Church, Alana was left with a growth serum, a note from her mother, and a picture of her mother.
The sisters of the IC took her in, and did like the note said.Once Alana was about to turn one she was given the serum, and she jumped ages quickly.
The note said that she was her mother's legacy.
And the note told her to to find the boy with white hair to explain to her what she must know.
((She is the daughter of two former YJ members.
Her grandparents are from her mothers side that created JLA.
Take your guesses.))