I stifled a yawn as I sank lower in my escrivaninha, mesa in the back of the classroom. My first dia at the Gotham Academy had been torture. I was the only kid who was here on a scholarship, and all day, I had been surrounded por rich brats who, upon realizing that I wasn’t like them, wanted nothing to do with me. At one point during the day, I had thought I’d seen Fin, my best friend, walking through the hallways, but when I ran towards her, it had been someone else. Why would Fin be there, anyway? This was a school for rich kids, and anyway, she was only thirteen. She couldn’t possibly be a high schooler. Why had Bruce Wayne picked me, of all people, for a scholarship. How did he know me?
Finally, the sino rang, and, relieved, I joined the stream of students making their way out the door. School was finally over. Out at the front, I stopped for a moment to think. I had taken care to pay extra attention on the way to school, so I could now use the distances to form a mental map of the way to the telephone booth that hosted the zeta tubes. Confident in my gauging power, I adjusted my messenger back, which was now full of books, and set off.
Fifteen minutos later, I was at the narrow alleyway, and, after cautiously checking that no one was watching, I stepped into the booth. Recognized, Tiger Storm. B09
Moments later, I arrived at the cave, greeted por a desolate silence. Where is everybody? I thought nervously. Not a single light was turned on, and the emptiness hung over the place like a thick cloud. Maybe everyone was still at school, I thought. That seemed pretty likely, so, shrugging the matter off, I went to my room.
My hand instinctively shot down to the keypad Fin had helped me install on my door. But when I pressed the first key of my combination, the door swung slightly open. Why was my door unlocked? I knew I had locked it that morning. My apprehension returning, I cautiously opened the door.
Finally, the sino rang, and, relieved, I joined the stream of students making their way out the door. School was finally over. Out at the front, I stopped for a moment to think. I had taken care to pay extra attention on the way to school, so I could now use the distances to form a mental map of the way to the telephone booth that hosted the zeta tubes. Confident in my gauging power, I adjusted my messenger back, which was now full of books, and set off.
Fifteen minutos later, I was at the narrow alleyway, and, after cautiously checking that no one was watching, I stepped into the booth. Recognized, Tiger Storm. B09
Moments later, I arrived at the cave, greeted por a desolate silence. Where is everybody? I thought nervously. Not a single light was turned on, and the emptiness hung over the place like a thick cloud. Maybe everyone was still at school, I thought. That seemed pretty likely, so, shrugging the matter off, I went to my room.
My hand instinctively shot down to the keypad Fin had helped me install on my door. But when I pressed the first key of my combination, the door swung slightly open. Why was my door unlocked? I knew I had locked it that morning. My apprehension returning, I cautiously opened the door.
So I'm composição literária this story on my account on Quizilla (Google- LunariAssain1) and as I said will be placing atualizações for it. So here is this update before I start because i will WRITE THIS STORY even if it kills me.
Title- Birds Of A Feather
Summary-
She is a weapon. Given a power she is afraid to use. She loves it and hates it. When she is rescued Hawkwoman takes her in. She refuses to use her powers and joins Young Justice. Will she hide her powers or hide them forever?
Hero Name- Angel
Secret Identity- Amelia Tor
Age- 13
Powers/abilities-
Martial Arts
Memory
Flight
Notes-
Shy about using powers
Prone to lashing out if pushed to hard
Protege Of Hawkwoman
Stats-
Strength-
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Speed-
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Intelligence-
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Title- Birds Of A Feather
Summary-
She is a weapon. Given a power she is afraid to use. She loves it and hates it. When she is rescued Hawkwoman takes her in. She refuses to use her powers and joins Young Justice. Will she hide her powers or hide them forever?
Hero Name- Angel
Secret Identity- Amelia Tor
Age- 13
Powers/abilities-
Martial Arts
Memory
Flight
Notes-
Shy about using powers
Prone to lashing out if pushed to hard
Protege Of Hawkwoman
Stats-
Strength-
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Speed-
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Intelligence-
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