ہولی Green aka مرکت, ایمرلڈ

“Whatever you're hiding Devin, you're a part of it. I know. آپ can't lie unless you're protecting someone. Who are آپ protecting?”
“Myself Becca.”
“Why?”
“None of your buisness.”
“Your brother is my boyfriend; آپ and I are friends. I'm sure it's my buisness!”
“No. It doesn't concern you. Leave it alone.”
“No!”
“Becca, why can't آپ just admit آپ hate not knowing things?”
“Because آپ just did! Now tell me!”
“Becca!”
The two glared at each other. It wasn't common for them to do so, but they had their moments.
“Why so secretive, Dev? We've always been honest...

Eh, it's okay..Sorry it's so short.

I twirled the rose between thumb and index finger, and looked up letting the winds breeze through my shaggy black hair. I heard a flutter of wings behind me and gripped my hands onto the rail to ease the nervousness inside me. I kept one hand on the rail and swiveled around to face Devin, she looked at me with her blue eyes, as they stood out from the surrounding darkness on سب, سب سے اوپر of the Eiffel Tower in Paris. I hid the rose behind my back as Devin looked at me curiously, "Whatcha got there?" she said, tilting her head up attempting to see around me. "Nothing,...

She sat on her بستر looking at the ground thinking. She had been locked in her room for 6 hours straight now and she wasnt coming out. Blade sighed and layed down, rolled over, and looked at the ceiling. How was she supposed to choose? Either way one would end up being hurt. Blade sat up and grabbed the pistol under her bed.
"Either way I will end up hurting someone, but if I just 'disappear' they won't have anything to worry about," Blade mummbled as she got up and looked in her mirror with a cold expression. She's cried way to much recently, so she wasn't going to cry now. She glanced down...

She was running along the street, a blur to all. She did a few tricks over cars, going too fast for any one to appreciate them. She laughed, enjoying her fun. She skidded to a stop when she saw a blonde haired boy in a black trench کوٹ running away. She looked at him for a minute. Why was he running? She raced towards him.
“Hey softie!” she yelled teasingly.
The boy stopped, turning to her. He scowled.
“Shut up Erin!”
She stopped in front of him.
“Awww! C'mon Terror! I was just playing!”
“I don't give a care. Leave me alone!”
Terror turned to leave, but Erin grabbed his wrist. A...

Name: Casey Reynolds

Hero Name: None

Powers: Levitation

Appearance: Green hair, green eyes, 5' 8", thin, small tattoo on left shoulder

Personality: Friendly, hard-working, مزید of a leader than a follower, focused, loves to smile

Hero Outfit: Black tank سب, سب سے اوپر and black skinny pants, silver utility belt, white gloves

Civvies: dark green turtleneck, jean shorts

History: Was a secret agent for SHEILD and quit, then she started to become مزید of a "nighttime" vigilante. One night she bumped with Superman, who was impressed with what she could do and convinced Batman to let her in on the team. She has no...

( so just to be clear this مضمون is gaping in random places in the series but will eventually catch up to that point okay just to make sure آپ guys understand )

( Basim Island 10:23 PM March 5th)

" so what are we suppost to do just ignnore her Bentely? " Lucas asked Bentley," yes, Just ignore her.... " Bentley muttered and turned around beggining to walk away, Blade and Lucas looked at eachother and followed Bentley ignoring her, A evil smirk spread across her face " so your Bentley......my favourite prisioner always mentioned you....." she said, Bentley stopped dead cold in his steps and...

I flopped down on the سوفی, لٹانا in the lounge. I had been pacing across the room for the past forty-eight minutes, waiting for the Team to get back. I stretched my legs out, propping them up on the table, bored out of my mind. How much longer would they be? It was almost midnight, 11:52 to be exact, and they had been gone since 7:30. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have the power to gauge time, it only made everything seem longer.

This happened a lot. Ever since the Team had so grudgingly accepted me as a new member, I was deemed too weak and inexperienced to شامل میں them on important missions. I resented...

Full Name: Andrew Collins

Nicknames: Andy, Allie, A-man.

Age: 15

Aliases: Aurum

Identity: Secret to anyone but his family and the Justice League.

Nationality: American

Relatives:
Father: Damon Collins, brooding, grumpy 51-year-old who disapproves of anything involving superpowers یا inhuman abilities. He left his family when he became aware of Andrew’s powers.
Mother: Macey Collins, 47, stressed business woman who mostly leaves her kids to themselves so that she can work. She loves them but is too busy to take good care of them and be a good mother.
Older brother: Marcel Collins, 17 years, he plays...

I landed near the Brother Hood’s building. I walked in, walking up the stairs. I threw open the doors. Blob was sitting on the couch, Toad on his head, Avalanche was sitting in an arm chair watching ویژن ٹیلی and Quicksilver was playing pool.
“Domino, didn’t expect to see آپ here again“Quicksilver stated
“Domino couldn’t make it, sorry. She sent me instead” I snarled, charging a card. I threw it on the billiards میز, جدول and it exploded in Pietro’s face. I glared at him.
“You three-“ I gestured to Toad, Blob and Avalanche “-scram. I have some business with Quicksilver”...

I glared at him.
“You’ll never get جوابات that way” I کہا lazily.
“Where is Gambit?” he demanded. I kept my mouth shut. He raised his hand to slap me. As he went to land the blow, my hair snapped up and caught his wrist.
“So, are آپ going to untie me now?” I asked as I twisted his wrist. He yelled out some nasty words. A dark figure entered. It knocked the man out. It un-tied my hands and shoulders. I easily zapped off the ropes on my ankles. I stood up and saw an older boy with brown hair a blue eyes standing there, holding a بانگ bar.
“Thanks” I nodded
“No problem” he...

She closed her eyes against the darkness. There was no way around it. She was useless here.
Why do آپ stay when آپ can't help? Go home! She moaned and rolled over on her bed. 3:00 in the morning. She sighed and got up, slipping her uniform on. Screw curfew! I'll never get to sleep. She walked out of the mountain, not caring about the chilling rain. She walked into town. She knew it would be inactive. But that was better. She wanted it that way. Walking towards a building still open, she played around with the trench کوٹ on her back, hiding the weapons on her. She entered the bar grudgingly....

She moved her wrists around, concentrating. Her head hung, but her mind was focused. Her companion was staring at the crystallized figure.
“I can't believe that happened.”
She کہا nothing.
“Devin...she's gone, Bec.”
She shut her eyes.
“How could we not help her?”
“We did, Erin.”
“How? We LET her get turned to crystal!!! Fang's going to kill us if we get out of here!”
“Not necessarily. While her body is stuck, her astrial form is free.”
“So?”
Becca laughed a little.
“Let's just say the calvary is coming.”
It was silent before Erin let out a laugh.
“Oh jeez! Them? Seriously?...

"recognized Bullet B08" the computerized voice rang out as Bullet stormed into the cave.
"How was the mission" Nightwing asked.
"perfect" bullet کہا angrily.
"what went wrong"
"nothing!" bullet shouted. His helmet, with it's now broken an blood splattered visor, morphed into glasses and his torn armor into normal cloths.
Nightwing followed bullet into his room "what went wrong" he asked again.
Bullet sat down. "nothing went wrong" he کہا "the mission was a success"
"good" Nightwing کہا "head to the infirmary and get yourself cleaned up"
"I'm fine" bullet said
"are آپ sure" Nightwing replied "your...

((I was to lazy to switch accounts))
Here. I made a Fin/Bruce bonding fic one-shot thing, so.... >.<
Just read and tell me what آپ think.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME, I JUST KINDA SCREWED THE عنوان UP.

Tears flooded down her eyes, crystal blue and wide in shock. She looked down at her chest and felt the world slow to a near stop as a سونا flash entered her back and came out as a bullet. It trailed red and that soon became the only color Fin could see-- red. The red of her own blood seeping down the the front of her dress. The red that stained the snow below her feet, that coated...

"Anyone get this odd feeling that were being watched?" Korran slowly followed the group around Waverly Sanatorium. Fang and Terror were in the front followed سے طرف کی Korran, Delta, Aisling, and Infinity. Eclipse and Silverwings were looking around "Ghost hunting" Lyla, Dom, and Gunfire were following slowly, but surely. 
"Well this place is one the most haunted places in the world. So your probably being watched, right. this. very. second." Fang said, not turning around. Terror let out a small chuckle and Korran squealed,
"Don't say that! I don't like Ghost!" Delta screamed and turned around to Lyla,...

Well, it's been awhile since we did this, huh?

What, me ranting and آپ just recording the bullshit that escapes my mouth? If yes, then yes, it has been awhile. 

Lively as usual, so apparently آپ receive a challenge from the "Red Hood." Who isn't Jason, سے طرف کی the way, but an OC. Anyways, tell me what do آپ think of it.

What the hell is an OC, is it مالٹا, نارنگی County یا something? Over Cooked, Oppressed Cock, Only Candy.. YOLO? 

YOLO, آپ Obviously Lack Originality. Right, an OC is abbreviation for Original Character. An OC is a fan-made character for a series یا a character for an original story....

“So, Alfred کہا آپ wanted to دکھائیں me some things?” I said
“Yes. First, some questions. How did آپ get into the cave?” Dad asked
“I followed a boy in a knee length cape in through a telephone booth” I explained
“Yes, but only Justice League and Young Justice Members are allowed in” Dad pointed out.
“Maybe it thought I was a kid version of mom” I shrugged
“Okay, سیکنڈ question, do آپ have any powers aside from flight?” he asked
“I’m super strong. Also, if I were to take off my دستانے, دستانہ and touch any of آپ right now, not only would I gain all your powers, but آپ would...

Downtown Gotham. 5 weeks before Lylas death.

We were playig cat and ماؤس on a cloudy day. Fang was flying above us, he was close to our mouse, yet it kept slipping away. Aisling close behind me as I caught up with Fang. Sil was at my left hand as she passed me. As soon as I was close I had remembered. I smacked my face at the thought. I have powers duh. and appeared right were my prey was. I grabbed his-no, scratch that- her arm. And as I slowed to a stop, so did she. But her breathing wasnt heavy. My god Im exasted but she didnt even put a dent in her cardio
"I didnt do anything." She said...