HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

Greetings, dearies. I've come to find there are already Sherlock based OCs, so I'll just give you this little trouble maker. Ready? Read on!



This little Charrie goes por the name "Lucia Leighton". Blonde curls, esmeralda eyes and small build give her a supermodel look, minus the snobbishness and starving herself; she often eats like an elephant. She's a peppy, not-afraid-to-get-her-hands-dirty type of girl, full of enthusiasm and speeches to get you through any tough time. This young lady is, agile, flexible, and full of energy. Human -no powers here-, but her familiarization with technology -because...

She sat under the shade of the tree, a book on her lap. The waves sounded distant as her eyes moved over the pages. A wind tossed her blue hair into her eyes and she moved it away distractedly. She heard a squeak and looked up just in time to be squeezed in two strong arms.
“Reyna.”
The voice was soft and pleased, instantly bringing a soft smile to her face. Her hands quickly went into the habit of signing to him.
“Hello Myers.”
She saw a smile light his face and he sat up, moving beside her. His arms pulled her close and she leaned against him, hearing the distinct purr in his voice.
“What...

The sun had set and the lights replaced its rays. Yellow, red, blue, green lit up the night, causing the twinkling stars the young man was so acquainted with to sink away. Along with them went the average civilians of the city, and out came the nocturnal creatures of the night.
Declan ducked into an alley as a police car sped past, sirens wailing. He sighed as it passed and disappeared around the corner, the siren fading away. He laid his head back against the brick mural and closed his tired eyes. The click of approaching heels made him snap back to attention and instinctively turned invisible....

Blaze yanked the steering wheel to the left, causing the truck to swerved a full 360. He ducked as the gun fogo reached him. The windows shattered and glass sprayed across the empty seats of the Jeep.
Blaze slammed the door shut and crouched behind the truck, a steel shield. The gunfire ceased a moment as the men reloaded from behind their barricade of overturned cop cars. 
"Ruse!" he shouted, tightening the red bandana that served as his mask. The telepath sprinted from his cover of the alley and skidded to his friend's side. "About damn time," Ruse muttered, breathing heavily. 
"Traffic,"...

------ Basics------

Full Name: Robert Hess


Nick Name: Griffin, Griff


Race: Human, Caucasian


Age: 18


Gender: Male


Occupation: Vigilante, Leader of Reborn


Blood Type: O


Traits of Blood Type: Responsible, decisive, organized, objective, practical, leader, stubborn

------Appearance------

Height/Weight: 6' 2" Tall, 187 lbs


Hair: Light brown/ dirty blonde


Eyes: Hazel


Skin Tone: Pale, lightly tanned


General Build: Muscular


Distinguishing Features: Bullet wound scar on left shoulder, slight tremor in hands.


Preferred Clothing: White button down dress shirt, dark grey waistcoat, dark dress pants


------Accessories:------...

No words were spoken, no eye contact was made that morning. This didn't seem normal to him. To him, he and Aryess were practically married because they have been living together for almost six years, and not talking to her made him feel partially empty inside. These thoughts crossed his mind as he typed in the computer. A hand touched his shoulder making him flinch and turn around to see Jet.
"Are you okay?" he asked. Bentley blinked and looked down with a sigh as he hesitantly spoke. " Not really..."
Jet blinked, surprised. He had never seen Bentley be so open about his emotions in all these...

"I'll be fine you guys can go now." Ashley told the girls, as they walked into the kitchen.
"Actually Canary told us to keep an eye on you till your brother comes home." Aryess said, taking a assento at the counter. Ashley open the refrigerator and took out a bowl of ice cream.
"You guys want any?" Ashley asked, waving a spoon at them both with a smirk on her face.
"Sure."
Ashley returned to the refrigerator and took out two mais bowls of ice cream. She give both girls a spoon each and handed them the ice cream when she hear someone call Akash's name.
Melody walked in the cozinha with a shoulder bag...

Brendan stood in the dark, much of his body was covered from the shadows. His brown eyes illuminated the darkness of the hideouts the Seals were currently sealed in. The sound of footsteps intruded his ears and the smell of whiskey form the soldiers, the old room was dust and muggy and it was starting to give him a headache. Brendan cocked his gun and pushed open the door and into the blinding sunlight. Sand swirled up from the baron land. Brendan coughed and waved away the dust he heard the shouting of Arabians from not far away.
"Great." He muttered and coughed gently, walking down the dirt...

He stepped out of the shadows, looking her over.
“You didn't tell him.”
It was a statement, but she still nodded.
“I told him what we agreed upon.”
“So when will we tell him?”
“When we know where she is. He can't help. I don't want him to worry.”
“Since when?”
She glared at him.
“Since I saw how much Tara loves him. Besides, it won't help us if he's chasing false leads.”
“Yeah. Okay. So what next?”
“We need to find her.”
“No kidding.”
“We have a week.”
“This will be fun. Where do we look first?”
“Scene of the crime. But I've gone over it four times. There are...

The first thing I see is white. It is blindingly pure and I have to raise a hand to shield my eyes. When the light fades, I blink 8 times, trying to grasp my surroundings.
The room I stand in is warmed por the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy sofá sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied por two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The pergunta "Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and mais urgently "How?". I walk cautiously progressivo, para a frente and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...

The girls giggled. It was a girls dia out. Blade, Willow, and Becca were talking of relationships and boys while enjoying some ice-cream. Becca smiled at Willow as she talked about Billy. The autumn leaf haired girl's eyes sparkled as she went on about the red haired speedster. Smiles lit up all the girls' faces as Willow finished her story.

All eyes fell on Blade. "Well? What's new with Terror?" Willow taunted. A light blush filled her cheeks.
"Yeah? Blade...!" Becca smirked.
The blonde's eyebrows furrowed at Becca as a hint of malicious fogo scorched in her eyes. "Oh, Becca, how about you enchant...

Billionaires, business men, women dressed in lovely dresses. Champagne glasses, sparkling lights, and of course, the treasures of the evening. The precious jewelry and glittering gems. They were the most expensive objects in the room, even mais than the yacht the auction was taking place on. And for that reason, the blonde and her partner had been assigned tonight's security detail. It also helped that their teammate's father owned the ship and was hosting the event.
Her stormy grey eyes rested on the glistening blue brooch. An aquamarine rose ready to become the prize of the lucky bidder tonight....

He watched her leave, the slamming of the door told him she wasn't returning for awhile. A breath of exhaustion escaped the lips. He wanted to chase her, to grip her, shake her, slap her, kiss her, hug her.

Hold her.. just to feel the warmth that he didn't have..

He was a demon, he needed her to be the fogo that burned within him. Right now he was cold.. cold.. cold. He didn't want to fight right now. It was stirred up over some stupid thing they didn't agree on.. yet again. Somehow though, in the end, they always ended up okay.

Blue eyes stared hard at the door, and the crash of the door ringed...

She stood glaring at him. His face showed no emotion, but she could read the smirk in his eyes.
“No.”
“You have no choice I'm afraid.”
Alika stood behind her, head down. Tara shook her head. He handed her the dress, just looking at her in the same way he always had; distant but warm.
“Either you put is on or I will do it for you.”
She glared at him, but took the garment.
“I swear Kuran. One day, I'm kicking your ass.”
“As you say. I wait for that dia with eagerness. Now hurry. Lord Vale will be here soon. And we both know how he expects to see you.”
Their eyes met for a segundo and...

Name: Alex Kyle
Alias: CheshireCat
Occupation: Unknown
Powers: teleportation, “phase” through objects, stealth, hacker, can visibly fade and “return” like the chesire cat, master of swords, master of combat, excellent senses, Neko
History: Alex Kyle is the older brother of Cat Kyle. Before Cat was born, Alex found out a disturbing secret about his parents. He was sworn to secrecy and into the secret. Even after his sister was born, Alex was never allowed to speak of it. His parents moved them a lot, so Cat became Alex's best friend. Cat adored her older brother and Alex did everything he...

Oh, dig my shallow grave
It's not me you'll save
Cos' I'm a lost cause
I'm a lost cause
A lost, lost cause

"None of them get it do they?"

A mutter, he could only hear, broke the silence as the dark haired boy sat there, on his bed, staring in the mirror at his dark-self mocking him.

Wait, all this time that I have spent away
Makes me think that I might be okay,
For this, the deaf will have to wait
My head, is holding on to all those things you said
You taught me to be strong and get through it, the mist of darkness
In my head

"No one will ever feel what you feel; you're so pathetic.."

The boys face screwed...

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3)    If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?

4)    What is your favorito song?

5)    Favorite book?

6)    Pumpkins or Squash?

7)    Favorite movie?

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Frail bones, frail mind
Slip away from peace and time
Falling, falling, slow and fast
Loved one’s name is shouted last

Child, child, all alone
Sitting here without a home
Stolen from your only friend
The true beginning of the end

Burning fire, burning blood
Lifting higher than you should
Raised in darkness part of hell
Part of your sweet soul to sell

Years will pass and dreams will reap
Till they save you in your sleep
Once you’ve left your tortured life
Now you start a silent strife

‘Family...

“Heads up!”
She turned just in time to block the on-coming sword.
“Hey!”
“What?”
The metal screeched together before pulling away.
“That wasn't at all fair!”
“You think your other opponents will play fair?”
He came at her again, but she dodged and made a jab at his chest. He hopped backwards and blocked.
“You're still doing it wrong.”
“Shut up!”
He lunged for another attack, this time catching her shoulder. She hissed at the pain before attempting to hit him again. He just blocked before sending another rápido, swift mark. No matter how many times she came at him, he was better. Frustration...

She ducked her head as another loud rumbling rippled through the air. Water rushed her eyes as she hastened to the door. Lightning flashed and she went through the open portal. Another loud crack caused her to run up the stairs. She headed to her room and pulled the wet casaco off her.
She shivered in her drenched clothes then pulled off her boots. She left her wet boots and casaco on the floor and entered the adjoining bedroom. She striped out of the wet clothes and slipped into dry ones. She slipped into cama as thunder broke through. She settled deeper into the covers, trying to shake away the...