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 random 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," and "Tati," the last one jabbing at Bruce's mind. M'gann was already tearing up, fearing the worst for her little sister.
As they progressed further into the labyrinth they'd lost her in, the scenes began changing rapidly from bad to worse. The اگلے room had tarp on the floor and concrete walls that had been white-washed, then coated with thick amounts of blood and ash. There was some سونا droplets near the doorway, and Conner noticed with a certain queasy feeling that these, too, smelled of copper.
اگلے room over and not even Artemis could hold the کڑوا, تلخ taste of vomit that began to swell up in her throat. The scent here was overwhelming, a mixture of rotten carcasses, spoiled milk, and other things that made the archer blanch. Danna was trying to hold her breath, but that had never been a strong suit of her, and she almost nearly fainted. But that did make her any مزید relieved to reach the اگلے room.
Kaldur gaped in horror, Zatanna stifling a scream سے طرف کی biting her lips, Wally having a silent, personal inner mental breakdown. The room was full of sharp weapons and empty syringes, a few hollow aerosol cans lying to the side. Each weapon was pure سونا ore, as were the syringe needles, and the remains of the gas in the cans, Bruce found, had tiny flecks of something reflective. The دیوار was practically painted in orange-gold, the stench coming off in waves, nauseating Dick. There were a few locks of hair, unusually long, and jet black, stranded among the place, and part of a domino mask sat on the میز, جدول in the middle of the room. The میز, جدول itself was long enough for a body to rest on with some extra foot and head room, and there were some leather straps with بیلٹ, پٹی buckles. The leather was covering mechanical cuffs, that, when Wally pressed a button, snapped shut.
Bruce walked towards the final door, reaching out to the handle, but hesitating all the same. He wasn't sure he was ready to face whatever his female ward was going through. But he wasn't Bruce now. He was Batman, and Batman needed to be there for his proteges through and through. So he tightly gripped the metal and slammed the door open with a gust of wind.
So far, Nathan hadn't reacted to anything. Yes, he'd seen the blood, he'd پگھلانا, سودھنا the blood, the torn mask was dancing in his mind along with the hairs. But it hadn't registered to him. He'd put it aside and pretended it hadn't been real. The girl he knew and loved had to have gotten through this, she was a Bat. Raised سے طرف کی the most stubborn heroes and heroines in the world. Batman as a father, Black Canary as a godmother, the League as her aunts and uncles. This girl could do just about anything. She was one of two beta's to Kaldur being alpha of this team. She had survived. And he wasn't proved incorrect when Batman opened the door.
There she was, curled up in the corner, her black hair hanging limply around her like a curtain. And if her hair was the curtain, her blood was the rug-- it was just a large puddle, barely any ripples, but there anyways. She looked up with a blank expression, but a grin spread on her face. Her lips were stained red, a bubble of crimson popping at the edge and beginning to drip down her chin. “My god,” Nathan uttered, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at her. She reached up to him, her blue eyes flickering with their own madness. A soft cackle escaped from her lips, دکھانا teeth that had been filed to a sharp point, making her smile that much مزید insane. Bruce silently cursed Joker, kneeling to the girl, whilst Nathan looked at the camera up in the corner that had swiveled to watch them. He seemed to stare through the lense, watching the real enemy. “Damn you, Brennan,” he murmured angrily, turning to the newly crazed girl.
She smiled up them all, opening her mouth to let a few words trickle out. She’d been trained for weeks to say this one phrase, آپ could tell, the way she clearly enunciated certain words. She kept the insane smile, staring straight into Nathan’s eyes.
“The game begins,” Fin stated, and with that she passed out.
Erm.. comment?
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 random 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," and "Tati," the last one jabbing at Bruce's mind. M'gann was already tearing up, fearing the worst for her little sister.
As they progressed further into the labyrinth they'd lost her in, the scenes began changing rapidly from bad to worse. The اگلے room had tarp on the floor and concrete walls that had been white-washed, then coated with thick amounts of blood and ash. There was some سونا droplets near the doorway, and Conner noticed with a certain queasy feeling that these, too, smelled of copper.
اگلے room over and not even Artemis could hold the کڑوا, تلخ taste of vomit that began to swell up in her throat. The scent here was overwhelming, a mixture of rotten carcasses, spoiled milk, and other things that made the archer blanch. Danna was trying to hold her breath, but that had never been a strong suit of her, and she almost nearly fainted. But that did make her any مزید relieved to reach the اگلے room.
Kaldur gaped in horror, Zatanna stifling a scream سے طرف کی biting her lips, Wally having a silent, personal inner mental breakdown. The room was full of sharp weapons and empty syringes, a few hollow aerosol cans lying to the side. Each weapon was pure سونا ore, as were the syringe needles, and the remains of the gas in the cans, Bruce found, had tiny flecks of something reflective. The دیوار was practically painted in orange-gold, the stench coming off in waves, nauseating Dick. There were a few locks of hair, unusually long, and jet black, stranded among the place, and part of a domino mask sat on the میز, جدول in the middle of the room. The میز, جدول itself was long enough for a body to rest on with some extra foot and head room, and there were some leather straps with بیلٹ, پٹی buckles. The leather was covering mechanical cuffs, that, when Wally pressed a button, snapped shut.
Bruce walked towards the final door, reaching out to the handle, but hesitating all the same. He wasn't sure he was ready to face whatever his female ward was going through. But he wasn't Bruce now. He was Batman, and Batman needed to be there for his proteges through and through. So he tightly gripped the metal and slammed the door open with a gust of wind.
So far, Nathan hadn't reacted to anything. Yes, he'd seen the blood, he'd پگھلانا, سودھنا the blood, the torn mask was dancing in his mind along with the hairs. But it hadn't registered to him. He'd put it aside and pretended it hadn't been real. The girl he knew and loved had to have gotten through this, she was a Bat. Raised سے طرف کی the most stubborn heroes and heroines in the world. Batman as a father, Black Canary as a godmother, the League as her aunts and uncles. This girl could do just about anything. She was one of two beta's to Kaldur being alpha of this team. She had survived. And he wasn't proved incorrect when Batman opened the door.
There she was, curled up in the corner, her black hair hanging limply around her like a curtain. And if her hair was the curtain, her blood was the rug-- it was just a large puddle, barely any ripples, but there anyways. She looked up with a blank expression, but a grin spread on her face. Her lips were stained red, a bubble of crimson popping at the edge and beginning to drip down her chin. “My god,” Nathan uttered, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at her. She reached up to him, her blue eyes flickering with their own madness. A soft cackle escaped from her lips, دکھانا teeth that had been filed to a sharp point, making her smile that much مزید insane. Bruce silently cursed Joker, kneeling to the girl, whilst Nathan looked at the camera up in the corner that had swiveled to watch them. He seemed to stare through the lense, watching the real enemy. “Damn you, Brennan,” he murmured angrily, turning to the newly crazed girl.
She smiled up them all, opening her mouth to let a few words trickle out. She’d been trained for weeks to say this one phrase, آپ could tell, the way she clearly enunciated certain words. She kept the insane smile, staring straight into Nathan’s eyes.
“The game begins,” Fin stated, and with that she passed out.
Erm.. comment?
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. یا I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did آپ do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started writing his دوستوں name on the wall. They begged آپ not to go into this. آپ knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged آپ gods sake. I don't get why آپ did it...but I guess آپ made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, آپ felt it was your place, to take that spot. But آپ brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only آپ could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put آپ through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did آپ do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started writing his دوستوں name on the wall. They begged آپ not to go into this. آپ knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged آپ gods sake. I don't get why آپ did it...but I guess آپ made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, آپ felt it was your place, to take that spot. But آپ brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only آپ could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put آپ through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
Excerpt-
"Is this cool یا what?!" the teen exclaimed مزید than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can آپ not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell آپ again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet آپ Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool یا what?!" the teen exclaimed مزید than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can آپ not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell آپ again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet آپ Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help یا is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed سے طرف کی her father and she was abused سے طرف کی her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found سے طرف کی flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope آپ like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)
Likes: Sweets!
Best Friend: Terror!!!!
Loves: Cookies!! And Scott!
Dislikes: ھٹی, ترش Candy
Worst Habit: I don’t act like an adult
Personal Secret: *whispers* I never share cookies
پسندیدہ Food: COOKIES!
پسندیدہ Color: Purple!
Code Name: Tiger
Mentor/Inspiration: Tom Cat and WildCat
Relations: Selina is technically my aunt...
Base of Operations: Outsider HQ
Personal Home: With Scott!!! ^-^
Occupation: Hero
Job: Waitress
Team: Outsiders
What Symbolizes You: Uhhh…….cookies? (Joy)
Biggest Regret: I have none
Dream Career: Wife! >w<
Most حالیہ Nightmare: *whispers* The scary man takes me….
Spirit Animal: Cat