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((ahem ^^ Sorry. I used guardian in this because I know some of آپ did not have your mother یا father.. and please do not say. "WELL I LIVED ALONE" یا "I DIDN'T KNOW MY PARENTS" Just enjoy.. cx ))
آپ look up in awe as your guardian tells آپ stories of heroes with capes and powers no normal human can have. The good they do to be awarded love and respect, to earn the fear in their enemies, and to feel the weight of the world on them.
آپ wish so badly to become a hero like those, to have powers and to save lives. Not a thought fills your head about the powers already developing in your young body, no trace of an idea of the destruction یا construction they will bring to the fragile world around you.
Your young eyes narrow as your guardian pats your head and kisses آپ before heading to بستر and telling آپ to do the same. آپ begin to protest bu your guardian picks آپ up and carries آپ to your bed.
Filled with excitement آپ can't sleep, آپ beg for another story, but are rejected with a kiss again and a hug before being put to rest. Slumber doesn't come easy. آپ get up and look out the window.
A shooting-star.
آپ heard of stories where princesses یا princes wished upon stars and got what they wanted. But آپ where neither of those things. آپ where you. A growl escapes your lips but آپ look up at the sky and wish so hard to meet a superhero.
Fate has a different path for you.
آپ open your eyes and hiss as nothing is different. Suddenly the powers, that have been cooped up for so long, are released. A glossy gaze fills your eyes as آپ realized what just happened. Staring at your hands آپ don't understand... but you. Less than ordinary you, extraordinary you.
آپ can't understand, you're too young to even comprehend, that you'll have to kill people and save people for yourself and آپ know آپ will live a life of doubt, love, evil, good, you'll leave loved ones, make friends, watch them die.. Will آپ be a hero? A villain? آپ have no idea but that's up to fate to decide on what path آپ follow.
((short and sweet.. ;D))
((the idea came from these lyrics))
Take me down to the river bend
Take me down to the fighting end
Wash the poison from off my skin
دکھائیں me how to be whole again
Fly me up on a silver wing
Past the black where the sirens sing
Warm me up in a nova's glow
And drop me down to the dream below
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything there for آپ to see
For آپ to see
Bring me ہوم in a blinding dream,
Through the secrets that I have seen
Wash the sorrow from off my skin
And دکھائیں me how to be whole again
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything there for آپ to see
For آپ to see
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything else I need to be
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything there for آپ to see
For آپ to see
For آپ to see <- Linkin Park : قلعہ of Glass..
((ahem ^^ Sorry. I used guardian in this because I know some of آپ did not have your mother یا father.. and please do not say. "WELL I LIVED ALONE" یا "I DIDN'T KNOW MY PARENTS" Just enjoy.. cx ))
آپ look up in awe as your guardian tells آپ stories of heroes with capes and powers no normal human can have. The good they do to be awarded love and respect, to earn the fear in their enemies, and to feel the weight of the world on them.
آپ wish so badly to become a hero like those, to have powers and to save lives. Not a thought fills your head about the powers already developing in your young body, no trace of an idea of the destruction یا construction they will bring to the fragile world around you.
Your young eyes narrow as your guardian pats your head and kisses آپ before heading to بستر and telling آپ to do the same. آپ begin to protest bu your guardian picks آپ up and carries آپ to your bed.
Filled with excitement آپ can't sleep, آپ beg for another story, but are rejected with a kiss again and a hug before being put to rest. Slumber doesn't come easy. آپ get up and look out the window.
A shooting-star.
آپ heard of stories where princesses یا princes wished upon stars and got what they wanted. But آپ where neither of those things. آپ where you. A growl escapes your lips but آپ look up at the sky and wish so hard to meet a superhero.
Fate has a different path for you.
آپ open your eyes and hiss as nothing is different. Suddenly the powers, that have been cooped up for so long, are released. A glossy gaze fills your eyes as آپ realized what just happened. Staring at your hands آپ don't understand... but you. Less than ordinary you, extraordinary you.
آپ can't understand, you're too young to even comprehend, that you'll have to kill people and save people for yourself and آپ know آپ will live a life of doubt, love, evil, good, you'll leave loved ones, make friends, watch them die.. Will آپ be a hero? A villain? آپ have no idea but that's up to fate to decide on what path آپ follow.
((short and sweet.. ;D))
((the idea came from these lyrics))
Take me down to the river bend
Take me down to the fighting end
Wash the poison from off my skin
دکھائیں me how to be whole again
Fly me up on a silver wing
Past the black where the sirens sing
Warm me up in a nova's glow
And drop me down to the dream below
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything there for آپ to see
For آپ to see
Bring me ہوم in a blinding dream,
Through the secrets that I have seen
Wash the sorrow from off my skin
And دکھائیں me how to be whole again
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything there for آپ to see
For آپ to see
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything else I need to be
'Cause I'm only a crack in this قلعہ of glass
Hardly anything there for آپ to see
For آپ to see
For آپ to see <- Linkin Park : قلعہ of Glass..
Name: Alexandria "Alex" Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age: 15
Powers/skills: -Flight (wings)
-Can attract metal to herself
-Superspeed (vampire form only)
-Supersenses
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she تقسیم, الگ کریں from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and تقسیم, الگ کریں the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Theme: Everything burns, سے طرف کی Anatacia and Ben Moody
Other: Has a older (creepy) brother
-Vampire form is triggered سے طرف کی anger/rage
The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
-----------------------------*
“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a تل, مول on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
June 4, 18:02 EST
-----------------------------*
“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a تل, مول on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
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 سے طرف کی touching you), retractable angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered سے طرف کی KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused سے طرف کی 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.
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 سے طرف کی touching you), retractable angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered سے طرف کی KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused سے طرف کی 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.