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posted by MafiaYJ
Notes: WELP its been a million years hasn't it? I started composição literária again for my blog and i ended up with this from a prompt and since it's about Babs, Nes, and Esther..

Use these three things somewhere in your story: An angel. A sword. A daycare.

“You have her lunch box?” Babylon said quickly, jumping about in the cozinha as she tossed bag after bag into Nereus’ arms. Nereus stood there, little Esther giggling in his arms, he smiled fondly at the brunette woman, fussing over things.
“Babs, calm down, we’ll be fine, you’ll be gone for two days. It’s nothing we can’t handle,” Nereus said gently, going over and setting down all the bags before taking hold of Babylon’s arm.
Babylon pinched the bridge of her nose, “I know..but she’s so young, and we’ve never left her with anyone else before..and the daycare-”
“Will take great care of her, she’s a water spirit, they can’t do anything about that, they don’t need to know anything else,” Nereus reasoned, it felt strange but pretty good to be the rational one in a conversation for once. Usually Babylon’s age and experience got in the way of trying to reason with her.
“Right, you’re right,” She said taking a deep breath. She pushed her hair from her face, she’d have to rearrange it later.
“Now go on and catch the plane before it’s too late,” Nereus urged. Babylon gave him a warm smile and leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek and then took Esther’s face into her hands, smiling softly, “You take care okay Esther baby? Don’t be too hard on Daddy,” she murmured and Esther gripped her hair in her small ano old hands. She took a moment, pressing a kiss to her daughter’s forehead before heading toward the door with her suitcase and laptop. She opened the door and hesitated. She glanced back at them, Nereus smiling at her, his young happy eyes, dark skin, and Esther, pearly pale, sparkling red eyes, such a contrast to Nereus. Babylon took a deep breath, she had to go.
Nereus looked at Esther as the door closed, “Guess it’s just you and me now, Essy. Why don’t we get you dinner?”

-

Nereus placed a small golden glamour colar around Esther and picked her up from her highchair, “Ready, Essy? Off to your first dia at daycare..thank god it’s me and not Babylon, she’d probably scare all the children,” he chuckled to himself. Babylon was a terrifying force to trifled with when it came to serious matters.
The daycare was ten miles from the docks where he’d picked up some work again. Babylon still tried to get him to quit, but he wanted the hard work, to feel useful. The Little angel Daycare was quite nice, it was very clean with a white exterior and soft pastel as cores for accents and letters. As Nereus opened the door a tall black woman greeted him, her long golden hair was tied up in a ponytail and she had the biggest smile he’d ever seen.
“You must be Nereus and Esther!” she said brightly, “My name is Shana, welcome to The Little angel Daycare. Why don’t we take you to the office to get you all checked in.”
“Sounds good,” Nereus said as Shana cooed at Esther who clapped gleefully.
They walked down the wide halls and into a colorful room with drawings covering mural to wall. A slender man with long white hair looked up from his paperwork and smiled, “Ah, Mister marina I’m assuming. Welcome to my daycare.” He extended a hand to Nereus to shake.
Nereus winced at his strong grip but smiled nonetheless. As the man stood, it was obvious he made no worry over his wings being visible, this was a sobrenatural daycare after all.
“Your wife mentioned your daughter is a half spirit,” the man said.
“Yes, water spirit,” Nereus added and watched as the man approached Esther. But as he reached out to pat her head, Esther put up a wail so loud she might as well have been part banshee.
“Esther- Essy!” Nereus exclaimed, he’d never heard her cry like that before. He tried to rock her silent. The angel man took a step back, he’d never had a child cry with him. He was an angel, he was soothing, all the anjos were.
“I’m so sorry, I have no idea why she is so upset,” Nereus tried to say as Esther kept up her screaming.
As Nereus and Shana attempted to calm Esther the angel’s eyes fell to the glamour colar around Esther’s neck. No one mentioned she’d have a glamour necklace. That was required in the paperwork.
With a sudden gust of wind, the angel’s wings spread wide, papers flying everywhere, the drawings flying off the wall.
Esther’s eyes went wide and her screams seemed to get louder. With a graceful hand progressivo, para a frente the angel yanked the glamour colar from Esther.
“No!” Nereus shouted and little Essy’s eyes shimmered red, her little horn nubs became clearly visible.
The angel recoiled in horror, as did Shana.
“A demon child!” the angel shouted and within in the blink of an eye he grabbed a large silver sword that’d been hidden behind all the drawings on the wall.
Nereus turned to flee, but the angel was faster. He bumped right into him and hadn’t even made it out of the office door.
Nereus cursed and looked around for something to use against his opponent, he shouted as the sword came swinging down at him and Esther. He spotted the window, his first priority had to be Esther’s safety. He made a beeline for it. But he suddenly felt like his lung were on fire. Shana’s fist had slammed its way to his back. He was certain he heard a crack. He struggled to get up and not squish Esther who was crying beneath him.
“How dare you defile this place with demon spawn!” the angel shouted and raised his sword up.
But he didn’t get to finish his words as blood splattered across Nereus and the angel. Both looked up to find Shana, missing her hands. Shana let out a huge scream, falling to her knees.
“What!?” the angel screamed, turning to face whomever had attacked his assistant. Standing in her work clothes, eyes blood red, a glowing silver sword in her hands stood Babylon.
“How dare you threaten my child-” She roared and attacked. The angel was sent flying back from the block with his sword.
“Get her out of here!” Babylon shouted at Nereus. He didn’t need to be told twice. He took tight hold of Esther who’s stopped crying, simply silent, as they ran past the bleeding Shana and out of the door of the daycare.
“Demon!” the angel snarled at Babylon, “You should be exterminated like the rest of your kind!” the echoing of their swords bounced off every mural and neither seemed to let up.
“You hypocritical devils,” Babylon snapped and with enough force, the angel’s sword was sliced in half.
“H-how!?” the angel panicked, he had a holy sword, it shouldn’t have been broken por hers.
“You anjos think you’re the only ones who can touch a holy sword,” Babylon sneered, pointing her own silver, heavily decorated sword at the angel, and a heavy balanço sent the angel’s head rolling on the floor, “But even us demons, were once angels.”

Heres the link from my blog: link
It was a crisp fall dia in the city of Melbourne, and a 2 yr old girl was perched on a red wooden tamborete, fezes in front of the huge glass window. Watching the bustling city, cars and stinky drivers, hotels filled with taxi cars and malls bursting with a large amount of shoppers. She wasn't so far up in the apartment, hardly on the segundo floor so she was able to see most things, her hands greedily moving up the window, wishing to go outside.
Her eyes followed traces of flying autumn leaves, rustling in the wind and dancing in the sky.
A big black furgão, van gave a big abrupt stop on the side of a jewellers...
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Name: Samuel Grant
Code name: Red Revenge
Age: 24
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 213 lb.
Eye and Hair Color: True blue eyes, shaggy dark hair with natural streaks of blonde
Physical form: Muscular, masculine (no they aren't the same thing), clean shaven
Normal "Civvies": Khakis, T-Shirt, Suit Jacket
Uniform: Black stab/bullet-proof body suit with red cape, mask, markings, outlines, and gloves.
Attitude: Nice guy, sympathetic for those who deserve it, harsh and cold when needed. Very much a politician and businessman. Cold and dark when Red Revenge.
Job: CEO of Grant Industries
Home: New York City
Powers: None
Abilities:...
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Timeline: 3 years in the future...

“Cʼmon, cʼmon, cʼmon,” Aryess muttered.
“Patience, kiddo,” Nic said through the communication unit in her ear.
“Itʼs freezing up here!” She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to gain warmth.
“What did you expect? Youʼre 102 stories up and itʼs the middle of the bloody winter.”
“Oh.. yeah.” The teenager tried to focus on the spectacular view from the topo, início of Empire State Building. The city lights were a dazzling light show of yellow, red, blue, white. She was grateful for the full head mask that tucked her long fair hair away and kept...
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posted by BentleyYJ
Interviewrer : oi so this week I'm interviewing one of gothams most mysterious ( cheeks redden a bit and says idiotically in amor ) and one of the biggest coração throbs Bentley Thompson I mean uh nice ( cheeks redden more)

Mclovin: he has a girlfriend you know....Ughhh don't think silver will let you flirt with her man...

Bentley: coração throb?...( looks at both of you confused)

Interviewer: so Bentley whats your favorito colour?

Bentley: umm.... ( shrugs) well I guess black I dunno

Interviewer: yeah black suits you....( stares at you lovingly)

Bentley: ( looks at you confused ) I have a girlfriend...
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posted by Robin_Love
I had to write this!!! It's just....Oh you'll have to read it! Enjoy!!!!


The smell wafted through the base. It was warm, comforting. Trevor, Zero, and Todd looked up from where they were playing cards in the living room. Zeth stood at the counter, piling chocolate chip biscoitos, cookies onto a plate. Terror ventured out of his room, eyebrows raised.
“You know Zero doesn't like this,” he said.
“Screw that.”
Terror watched Zeth place a fã por the cookies, aimed at the vent.
“There are reasons it's not allowed,” Trevor chimed in.
“I know. Couldn't help it.”
“What are you talking about?” Todd...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
Just cuz I was borrrrrred.

This one~shot has no moral, its just stuff to read if your bored.






I woke up, covered in soft, warm blankets. I groaned and rolled over, not wanting to mover from my nest of blankets.
"Come on....here we go..." Ciel said as he picked me up.
"Good morning." I said, groggily, and cheerfully.
"Morning sleepy feathers." He said, throwing me over his shoulder. I rubbed my eyes and felt the inconsistencies as he walked down the stairs. I felt like a lump of potatos. My legs thumped against Ciel's chest with every step he took. Ciel walked into the kitchen, pulled me off his shoulder,...
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posted by InfinityYJ
Brennan broke off the call with the team, turning to Joker. “Make it believable. We want them to think that’s actually her.”
The madman grinned. “I’ll do my very worst!”
Brennan rolled his eyes and walked out. “Idiot,” he muttered, walking out to another room. “Good thing I have that program.. incredible likeness to the real thing.”
~/:::::~
Fin woke up to an indescribably strange situation. She sat in a large chair, one that towered over nearly the whole room. The room itself had little to no light, shadows dancing on the edges of the walls. She tugged at her arms, and found...
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posted by InfinityYJ
Earlier that week everything had been perfectly normal. Fin, Delta, and Robin were relaxing on the couch, flipping through channels (Connor was not pleased that they’d fixed the static--he’d disappeared into his room some time atrás complaining about his favorito show.) M’gann was in the kitchen, Artemis was sitting on the counter. Wally was eating the burnt biscoitos, cookies that M’gann had pulled out some time ago, and Kaldur was sparring with Nathan in the main room.
Fin’s hand began to go even faster, smoke coming off the remote as she sped up to a Wally-like pace. The T.V. couldn’t keep...
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posted by InfinityYJ
BAH... Another one-shot... Fluff, kinda to get the oblivious people mais aware of this.. :D
I hope I nailed Epsilon right. *shrug* oh well.


Fin stumbled back, running into another form behind her. She didn’t have to glance back to see who it was she’d run into. “You doin’ alright, Ep?”
“Fine,” the shifter grinned, smacking another guard away. “You have quite a history with these guys.”
“Eyup. I hate them, they hate me. Feelings are mutual between us.” She lit her hands on fogo and blasted a couple of them away. “But these guys.. they seem different. They’re better fighters...
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posted by InfinityYJ
BAH. I'm working on Living Remains, I swear, but I was pressured into posting this.
Rated PG-13 for gore and over-description.
Kind of AU-ish, where Nathan Stone is real and not Ryan Zucco, but not dating Fin. At all. :D


The linoleum tiles were splattered with a crimson liquid, and Dick could've sworn it was taunting him. Some of it was just aleatório splashes of coppery scented color against the pale walls, most of it was in patterns and words. Widened grins of a crazed madman were prominent, Bruce noted dutifully, but some were crude letters scribbled with a finger. Among these were "help," "pain,"...
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posted by MidnightYJ
((Too involved in RP to change accounts))



She adjusted the small mesa, tabela mirror, watching her reflected fingers braid her hair. She wasn't really paying attention to anything, just relaxed.
“Stop worrying, will ya? You're gorgeous.”
She jumped at the voice and turned to see the fifteen-year-old soldier sitting on her window sill.
“You scared me! I didn't know you were here.”
The young warrior shrugged.
“I have that affect on people.”
“Not all people.”
She shrugged again, her foot hanging out the window, swinging against the sheer cliff drop the little house was located by.
“What are...
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posted by SilverWings13
Declan stood in place, panting from the exertion. Feeling the adrenaline drain from his vein. The men remained unconscious and unmoving.
Though it had left him with a black eye and several bruises, Declan knew the fight had been too easy.
The floor beneath his feet shuddered slightly and shifted as the train made a turn, pulling Declan from his collective trance.
Every passenger was solemnly silent, even the baby. They gave him fearful looks. But another emotion glinted there. Accusation. He had beat these men. Declan realized it did not matter to them that the thugs had come after him with every...
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posted by The_Writer
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate por touching you), retractable angel wings.

History: Eronica's parents were murdered por KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused por her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Sneak Peek Red Revenge Book 1: To Deny a Hero
Copyright 66DragonAnimations 2014/2015.

@--------------------------------------------------------@


Sam was right were Rose thought he'd be: at his father's grave. She walked up as silently as possible and stayed half a dozen feet away, umbrella shielding her from the rain.

The dia was gloomy. Dark clouds once again covered New York. Sam jerked the weeds out from around his dad's grave. He could've paid someone to. He didn't have to get his suit dirty replacing the flores on the grave, but he did. No one was allowed to touch his father's grave.

Sam...
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posted by InfinityYJ
“Maldita sea! Confío en que los gilipollas con los hechos que Slade Wilson, el hombre que ha arruinado mi vida, está en la cárcel, y lo sabes, no lo está! Y noooo, ese tipo exacto el mismo se niega a sacarme de la misión sólo porque tengo un problema personal con el culo, y ahora me tengo que quedar siendo pequeño ayudante de Slade otra vez! Odio a la vida! Odio, odio, odio, odio ODIO LA VIDA!”
Fin nearly screamed in anger, clutching her head and making hand motions to Aisling, who was watching her worriedly. “Um.. what language.. is that?”
“Spanish!” Fin snapped, clearly pissed...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Some kids stood in front of the Memorial 
"Whoa! Scott Clancy! He was White Lightning!" The kids looked down at their Justice League camisa then back up! 
"He was my hero!" The kids stood in awe 
"Why did he go into the Military? He was a super hero!"
"They needed someone to go undercover with powers like his!"
"But that blast killed him!"
"Which is why he done it! It would would've destroyed the Earth!" The kids argued back an forth, and Brendan stood and watched, a smile came to his face when kids would recognize Scotts name. He walked down the street, and slipped his hat back on.
"Dad! C'mon...
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posted by SilverWings13
The 18 ano old sat on the subway as it rolled along the tracks. His bag at his feet, containing every single thing he owned. Not much.
Declan kept his head down, capuz, capa drawn up over his wavy fair hair, earphones streaming Maroon 5 from the iPod tucked away in his jaqueta pocket. He wasn't staring at nothing. He was looking at his worn tênis shoes, the floor, and the scenes from Atlantic City that kept flashing through his mind.
He did not regret killing the men. They would have hunted him down, murdered him, and done the same to the others. They got what was coming to them.
Declan felt a sudden...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Shadow
Shadow
Name: Shadow “Shad” Crock
Appearance: Silver/gray hair, fair skin, amber-brown eyes, scars on left cheek
Occupation: Tech guy of Mt. Justice
Skills/talents: A good tech person, good at fixing things, tactic mind, able to solve almost any problem, expert in combat, good with weapons
History: Shadow is Artemis' half-brother. His father is Sportsmaster. He was called Shadow because he grew up in his Father's. He was a part of the Crime Syndicate of Sports until Red Arqueiro (Roy Harper's clone) found them (just made that up). He tagged along with the clone, searching for fun. When that life got to...
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posted by Mclovin_69
He jumped a building and did a front flip landing on the ledge of the building looking out at the city. A small robotic aranha climbed into it's web and a red light on it's back blinked a couple times zooming in and focusing on him, he watched from one of the monitor screens infront of him and sat staring at him in intrest, He wanted him...... He needed him on this side....he was an interesting character that made him mais desireable to him... He acted as if he had powers though he did not have any and the skills he possessed were very powerful. How would he catch this boy though... He has...
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posted by Robin_Love
They looked at each other. Teague and Amber were taken care of. Leah and Rachel had been called back to where ever. Becca was on edge. It had been too easy. Almost. There was something else they hadn't counted for. Something Amber had kept secret. Becca handed Devin over to Fang and approached the dark angel of hell.
“What else is there?”
Amber only smiled and Becca crouched down so they were eye level. Her eyes roamed Amber's face but there was no clue, no hint, as to what came next. The others started to wake up from Terror's spell when the entire place shook. The was a loud boom, almost...
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