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I honestly have no idea what I just wrote… but it is what it is… Also, I'm sorry in advance about the length of this and anything that doesn't make sense, I just found the first half of this in my drafts and decided I should do something with it #wow

OFFICE BUILDING
CHICAGO, IL
22:14:09 CST

“Oh my god, آپ can’t just go around setting people on fire.”
"He had every intent to kill you, I had to do what was necessary to make sure that didn't happen. You're an asset- besides, he's not dead, is he?"
The man sighed and nervously smoothened his sport coat. "So, why does the Justice League need me?"
The girl casually shrugged as she glanced out of the room and down a hallway. "Your guess is as good as mine…" She paused. "...probably better, actually."
His eyes widened in concern, "Wait, آپ don't even know why you're on this mission!?"
"I know that I'm supposed to bring آپ to a secure location, I don't really need to know مزید than that, do I? Follow me." She pulled her ڈاکو, ہڈ آگے as she signaled for the man to follow, making sure not to give him any time to ask another question.
The two ran down the hallway with the girl leading the way and the man in tow. He was significantly taller and wore a grey business suit, which was a stark contrast from the navy and grey جیکٹ the girl wore with a ڈاکو, ہڈ that concealed her hair and shadowed the upper portion of her face. She stopped and put a hand up, as if to tell the man not to make any noise.
Slowly, she peaked around the corner in front of them. There were two armed men standing in front of the elevator doors. She ducked back behind the corner again as a plan began to form in her mind.
After pausing a moment and taking a deep breath, she motioned for the man to stay where he was, and walked around the corner. Immediately, she was met with two rifles pointed directly at her. As calmly and casually as she could, she put her hands up.
"Hello-"
"This building is on lockdown. You're not supposed to be here."
The girl nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Which is why," she pointed to the سیڑھیاں door at the end of the hallway behind the men, "I'm going to just scoot on out of here…" Before she could take another step, one of the guards sidestepped to block her from reaching the door.
The guard moved to press a button on the walkie-talkie clipped to his shoulder. At that same moment, the girl jumped at the other guard, grabbing and twisting the gun out of his grip then slamming the butt of the رائفل into his head, causing him to crumble to the floor. Before the remaining guard had a chance to react, the girl swung the gun as if it were a baseball bat directly into his side. As he doubled over, she grabbed his head and slammed it into her knee, knocking him out.
The businessman watched, appalled, from behind the safety of the دیوار as the girl tossed the gun casually to the floor. She cleared her throat. "We have to go."
"What the hell was that?"
Pulling her ڈاکو, ہڈ آگے again, the girl rolled her eyes. Stepping over the two guards on the ground, she grabbed onto the man's hand and pulled him towards the end of the hallway.
"The plan was only half-formed and seemed semi-plausible at the time. But they aren't dead, so-"
"Wait, why aren't we taking the elevators? Those are faster-"
"If they have guards گیا کیا پوسٹ at these doors, what makes آپ think they won't have them گیا کیا پوسٹ at all the others?"
The man nodded in thought as he practically tripped over the guards and fumbled down the stairwell.


JUNKYARD
CHICAGO, IL
24:27:11 CST

The girl was sitting on سب, سب سے اوپر of a refrigerator, swinging her legs off the edge as she nervously flicked sparks off her hand. The man paced back and forth past her.
There was a flash of light from a shed اگلے to the two as both Nightwing and Atom stepped out.
"Took آپ long enough." The girl scoffed and hopped off of the bin, not bothering to look up. "Mr. Streiff, this guy is going to take آپ to a secure location…" Finally taking a سیکنڈ to look up, she froze as she noticed who had arrived. "…And Nightwing is here for some reason, too…"
The girl cleared her throat awkwardly as the man and the red and blue-clad hero quickly made their departure through the shed.
As soon as the light dissipated, the girl took a step toward Nightwing. "What are آپ doing? Because I know آپ wouldn't have shown up for this if it didn't have something to do with-"
"The Justice League has been short-staffed lately, and Streiff has information on The Light-"
She put out a hand as small flames dissolved into her skin. "Let me finish. I told آپ I didn't want to have anything to do with The Light. My job for the League is small organized crime and undercover ops, not extractions and world domination crime."
There was an air of anger building up in her words, when suddenly an old washing machine behind the two of them burst into flames and tumbled down the pile of appliances it had been resting on. Neither of the two had even flinched. Glancing back with a sigh, she pulled her ڈاکو, ہڈ off and ran a hand through her auburn hair. "So, again I ask, what are آپ doing?"
Nightwing sighed and shifted uncomfortably. "We need someone on the inside of Ferris Aircraft for a mission at the end of this week-"
"No."
"Mercy-"
"I کہا no. I don't want to be involved." The redhead shook her head and glanced nervously around the junkyard. "The Light is not something I'm willing to mess with... I wrote part of the League's file on them, and they're capable of some seriously messed up things. And I can handle myself, but E can't. So if I'm on their radar, E would be, too. I just need to take a break and clear my head, okay?" She took a step back and let the words sit there between the two.
Nightwing knew there was no point in arguing, electing not to reveal any مزید in any attempt to sway the girl's decision. He watched as she turned on her heel and began to walk away. After establishing some space between herself and the shed, she turned around again and cupped her mouth. "Hey! Whatever dumb plan you're cooking up in Mount Justice, I hope it works out for you!"
Nightwing squinted, "How did she-"
"Remember that I work with one of the best conspiracy buffs in the Justice League! Good luck!" And with that said, the girl took off in full sprint toward the city, leaving Nightwing standing alone in the middle of the junkyard.
Damian's Introduction

From The Arrowette Series Book II:



"That," Stephanie said, running a towel over her damp forehead. "Was a workout."

"So when are آپ coming to the Manor?" Helena asked.

"Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, Whoah." A new voice said. "Who said--"

"Bruce." Helena responded as Red Robin walked in.

"Bats gave آپ the clear?" Tim asked. "And here I thought he LIKED me."

"Ah, cheer up Tim." Helena said, patting the Bird on his shoulder. "He let آپ be Robin with no training. I'm his daughter and I had to wait six months."

Tim smiled, but turned his attention to the zeta-tubes as they warmed up.

"Recognized:...
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posted by AislingYJ
24 hours later
Her bare feet pressed down into the trampoline floor, sending her flying into the air. She bounced in place, then dropped to the floor in a sitting position. “Seat...” she muttered to herself as she sprung back up. On the اگلے bounce, she dropped to her knees. “Drop.” When she hit the ground again, she was flat on her stomach. “Belly...” She popped back up to her feet. “Flop!” She grinned triumphantly, and began circling the outside edge of the trampoline, occasionally doing a roundhouse kick یا an elaborate dodge against her invisible enemy. After circling a few...
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Name- Tundra

Real name- Amara Noelle

Status- Married to Charm, one child

Gender- female

Powers- to create/control ice, turn into wolf

Upside- She always had a weapon at hand and has better smell and hearing

Downside- She can't use 2 powers at once. if it gets to hot it can affect her ice ability and make her use مزید energy.

What happened?-

After Charm's disappearance and her attempted arrest Amara fled and took Bonnie into hiding. She ran the drug trade and eventually moved in with the Jones family after finding Red Rose. Amara continued to look for Charm and raise/train Bonnie.

Weakness-

Amara...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
"It has been reported that a helicopter crash is southeast Iraq has resulted in a trigger of land mine explosions. Reporters also say that there is only one survivor, Derek Adams, and his condition has not been not reported" The TV blared as Mckenzie's eyes went wide  "He's ALIVE?!?!!?" She stabbed her چھری in the wall, and turned to Ravenna and Seraphs. "I thought آپ killed him!" Ravenna and Seraphs both glanced at each other before glancing at Mckenzie, "We did.." 
"Obviously آپ didn't! Because he's still here!!" Mckenzie jerked her چھری out of the wall, "You know what? I'll kill him...
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posted by Scarlet_YJ
 Scarlet's new civvies
Scarlet's new civvies
Name: Scarlet Adenfeld
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control آگ کے, آگ and uses magic

Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever آپ want

Appearance: long مالٹا, نارنگی hair (now tied up in either a ponytail یا pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"

Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous

History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.

Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
 Scarlet's new mission outfit
Scarlet's new mission outfit
posted by Kenzie_KarmaYJ
After the large round of laughter and ironic applause, not to mention Robin nearly fearing for his life, the team looked over to Delta for an explanation, although someone had an inclination on what it might be about.
Batman, who had since dried himself off and calmed down, picked up Kenzie, looking very innocent, making Batman himself look innocent in a very scary way. Delta sighed and picked up the wilted rose, twirling its stem between her fingers.
“I’m not sure exactly how to explain this,” she began. “But I know this is Fin, I can feel it. I used to...” She gave a half-hearted...
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added by XxKFforeverXx
posted by SilverWings13
I realize how crummy my first bio of my OC was, so I've decided to rewrite it.

Occupation: Heroin in training- Team Young Justice
Alter-Ego: Aryess Weston aka Ary
Personality: mature for her age, but often acts like a kid to keep up the good mood; trustworthy though doesn't trust many others; very friendly unless she feels threatened; stubborn.
Age: 14
Description: 5'5"; fair hair; light gray eyes; always wears her angel-charm nacklace; two tattoos (one on left shoulder, one on lower back, both hidden from view).
Skills: no super powers, چھری handling, martial arts, سٹریٹ, گلی fighting, mild acrobatics,...
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added by MinaBloodlust
posted by SilverWings13
Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain...
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Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking بنفشی, وایلیٹ eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention...
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posted by SilverWings13
“Did آپ get it?” Marius demanded.
Angel was too busy choking up water from her lungs to answer. Gabriel was all but passed out on the snow beside her.
“Well, did you?” Chloë inquired eagerly. The blonde nodded, finally regaining her breath. “Then let us see it!”
“Not here,” Angel wheezed, “Not with-” It was only then that it occurred to her how red the soft blanket she sat on. There were bodies laid across the courtyard. Some were entombed in caskets of ice, their expressions of shock and horror frozen as if they were displays in a museum. Others had been ripped apart by...
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Ultra-Guardian, aka Queen Beetles/Alanna's first daughter, aka Serenity. Current status: Missing.

Queen Beetle walked up and down in front of Kaya, whose one cheek was sore from the slaps. Kaya's eyes followed the queen she was trying her best not to laugh the embarrassed woman.
"Why did آپ agree to let my people take the Hexagons?" Queen Beetle asked.
"I thought it was the only way آپ and I could talk without my husband and the others getting suspicious," Kaya replied smiling.
"Get out." Queen Beetle order guards at the door. They obey and exited. Queen Beetle addressed Kaya, "You embarrassed...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
It was a quarter past midnight, not a single whisk of life stirred other then the leather cased finger stroking the brim of the amber elixir. He was calm. Breathing even as it course through his blood.

Inhale. Exhale.

He gazed over the brim of tainted shades, looking for his dearest fair sister cruising behind ebony. Her heels clicking to each sway of her pencil skirt, to every swoosh of the field of wheat grazing over her bum.

"Abel, I'm going back. Are آپ going to stop me?" The slick amber pool around his coarse bottom lip. Edging the tip of his tongue whilst whispering sweet tunes into the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the ڈیسک and appeared to be staring intently over the سب, سب سے اوپر of his open laptop at the تصاویر taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Wonderland...
Wonderland...
We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? آپ snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives یا Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And سے طرف کی fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock reading well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone یا why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid مزید attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when آپ do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a نشست on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of سوالات written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. آپ and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in تلاش of the answer to the سوال I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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posted by SilverWings13
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 سے طرف کی the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy سوفی, لٹانا sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied سے طرف کی two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The سوال
"Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and مزید urgently "How?". I walk cautiously آگے and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...
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