Finally! Done!
Anyways-These are my OC’s, some of them are my old ones that are have been redone (Those ones have a * on the side of them) and the others are some new ones.
Enjoy!
P.S I know. Its a lot. But its not like I'm RPing them. Its overcrowding in this place. This is just for a fanfic. (Which will come out shortly-promise!)

*Name: Steel
Secret ID: شارلٹ Valerie Hale
Age: 15
Occupation: Hero
Appearance: Straight long blonde hair, blue eyes, slight build.
Powers: Superhuman strength, superhuman reflexes, longer stamina, mind reader, telekinesis, flight, superhuman eyesight and superhuman...

Probably should have گیا کیا پوسٹ this 'bout 5 یا 6 months ago... *shrug* No regrets!


Name: Niccollo "Nic" L Canis

Alternate: Blaze

Age: 16

Physical description: 6'2", pale skine, dark blue eyes, brown-almost-black hair

Stats: Single.

Hometown: Liverpool, England.

Personality: acts cold and commanding toward most people, doesn't like to دکھائیں any emotion یا weakness, a bit egotistical and flirty sometimes.

Powers: can control flames and create them; if he flames up completely he can fly.

Civvies: jeans, leather jacket, Green دن t-shirt, (his biological father's) dog tags,

Hero uniform: not really a hero,...

Muahahahahahahaha!!!





Fang struggled against the ducktape that bound his hands behind his back. We were in the bathroom, Fang was propped up against the wall. He looked at eleven سال old me.
"Mel! Let me go!" He shouted. I only giggled.
"Not untill I get your eyebrows!" I said, smirking, holding up the strip of cloth. His eyes widened. I giggled evily. Fang struggled even more.
"No! Dont touch my eyebrows!" He yelled, struggling, growling. I pulled the stick, half covered in sticky, hot wax, out of the bowl. Then spread it on two strips of cloth.
"Mel! Dont آپ dare!" He said. I giggled more, then...

Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I wasn't allowed on the computer... We get kind of a flashback in the beginning.

The سیکنڈ Eric left the cave, Fin turned to the other two teens, eyes glittering with trouble. Hayden glanced at her, nudging Fang. "What's with her?"
Fin's innocent smile grew into a mischievous smirk. Hayden began to feel a growing sense of worry, turning to the bird-kid. "She's smirking. Why is she smirking?!"
Fang, who was مزید focused on the over-hyper Aisling, ignored this. "We gave Ash sugar, didn't we?"
"Yeah, but is that important?"
"Yes! She goes insane off sugar! She's as...

She placed a warm towel on the little girls forehead and sat on the coffee میز, جدول across the سوفی, لٹانا staring at her sadly, " Sil maybe آپ should just go relax..." he said, she turned to Bentley and sighed " what if she doesnt wake up... what if she doesnt have any parents... " she muttered out. Bentlley looked at Aryess and sighed " just go relax please.... well figure this out.... " he muttered, she let out a shaken breath and stood up walking over to Bentley " if i couldnt relax last night what makes آپ think i can now... " Aryess gazed up at him with tired eyes. Bentley sighed and looked...

So, since my sister was begging me, I let her, dont kill me!




Name: Alex Jephin.

Alias: White Lotus

Appearance: Red hair, blue eyes, fair skin.

Civvies: Jeans, white tank top.

'Stume: link

Weapons: Sword

Powers: Invisibilty, Sonic Scream, Levitation.

Skills: Acrobatic, Swordskill. Martial Arts Master.

Past: Has been trained hardcore since childhood. Trained to be fast, and able to escape an organisation called "The Undead". Mastering all movements but, one her father called "The Wind Willow". She struggles with the move, but wont accept help. Her mom died giving birth to her. She went to the League after...

The boy opened his eyes to white light. 
"Whaa?" His speech was slurred, he tried moving his body, but it was stuck to the table. 
"Don't move. It's worthless." A figure in the shadows spoke, only دکھانا their white shoes. 
"What...?" the boy blinked, trying gain his vision. 
"Your paralyzed as of now, but don't worry. When آپ leave, you'll be able to....walk." The boy studied the burns and bruises on his body. 
"What did آپ do to me?" 
"We helped you..what else?" the figure moved and crossed his arms. "I'll be back later. Try not to go anywhere." The figure opened the door and left the...

A sharp knocking came at the door. Artemis jerked awake from Wally’s shoulder and looked up. “I’ll get it babe.”

The blonde stood up and slid on the روب, چغہ she had laying over the back of the couch. Artemis walked out of the bedroom and through the living room before opening the door. A man in Bermuda shorts and a hawaiin شرٹ, قمیض stood outside the door. A low straw hat hid his features, but he was deathly pale.

“Hello,” Artemis said, somewhat nervously.

“Hello, Miss Grant.” The almost sinister voice came.

“This is Miss West.” Artemis replied.

A small chuckle. “I’m looking...

Cuz I thought it would be fun! 35 stinkin ways!





1. Poke her in between her wings, then run away cackling maniacily.

2. Hug her, then say "Oops, I thought آپ were someone else." then walk away.

3. Take away her teddy.

4. Take away her over-sized sweashirt.

5. Say she looks an awful lot like Brittany Spears with her blonde hair.

6. Rub her stomach, then say "Ooooooh!"

7. Dye her hair. She will kill you. Period.

8. When she is sleeping, write tomorrow's تاریخ on the back of her neck with sharpie, then point it out later.

9. Poke Devin, then Fang, then her, then say "Looks like Darth Vader had kids..."...

((random thing. it just came to me in Spanish class so here it is...has nothing to do with anything soooo...its kinda just thrown out there...hope u like anyway))

Harley hands pumped Ciel's chest. She couldn't see his face through the tears, and whispering out, "Ciel..some one baby dont die! Wake up..please..please wake up Ciel.." His chest did not rise nor fall. Harley cried and put her head to his. Face to face, she whispered in a shakely, "oh Ciel i'm so sorry, this is all my fault..and now...now آپ dead..." She pressed her lips to his his quickly and mouthed, "I'm so sorry."

She cried in...

Step one آپ say we need to talk
He walks آپ say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and آپ stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And آپ begin to wonder why آپ came

"Sit down. We need to talk." I demanded. Ciel started to walk the other way. I stood up.
"Ciel!" I yelled. He turned and smiled. He sat on the chair across from me. I sat down at stared at him. I didnt know him anymore....

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with...

Screams filled the air as the glass rained down. Declan doubled-over and held the boy in his arms tightly, shielding him with his body. He heard the ZIP! of friction and glanced up under the bill of his fedora.
Figures dressed in all black were sliding down on ropes through the shattered sky lights. They kept coming and coming. The scariest part was the ghoulish clown masks they wore.
Declan looked toward the doors, the windows, the balconies. All were now guarded سے طرف کی masked men. The party guests stood frozen in shock, in terror as these new arrivals pushed through the crowd to line the walls....

I feel the rush of the wind, my panting breath, the cold stone of the tall glass fortress underneath my boots. I see the grand city as I stand in my red armor. In a sudden اقدام I launch a rope from a small metal device and I’m flying through the air, like my name sake a robin. I’m a bird flying through the air, my duty to protect the city is strong in my heart. I-
“Prince Richard! Prince Richard!” I sigh as I tear my eyes away from the skyline from the قلعہ windows.
“Yes, Wallace?” I ask, as I look at the fastest messenger in the kingdom, his face was گلابی from the cold winds and...

This مضمون has been in my Drafts section for TOOOO long.
To keep note this is what I originally wanted Shadow to be when I first got introduced to this "OC club thingy". But since I thought about the character I thought it was just "Not modern".
I don't know if this should be made into a different person یا what, your choice. (write in تبصرے please!)
I just wanted آپ to see it 'cause from memory, it took me AGES to make her.
Note: ^ I just added that now. Down is the bio.

Name: Maria Kyle

Code Name: Black Phantom

Other Aliases: Sakura, Cheery (Only in civilian life)

Age: 13

Occupation: Ninja/Hero/Orphan...

Okay, spoilers for Darkest (if آپ haven't seen it آپ have no life). Otherwise, just...read and comment? pwEASE.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to rule

Kyra passed سے طرف کی the remnants of the cave, and glanced back at Demon, who was fingering the blade of her katana. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m dead serious.”
“But the cave was our home!”
“Then آپ can remain here and make sure it’s real. But I’m not joking with you. This is what happens to you-- to us all in a couple years.”
She walked straight...

Always Here


9 Years Ago...

Sam walked around the ballroom smiling at everyone, nodding, shaking hands. His mom's annual Summer Solstice party took place right before his birthday, so she counted it as his party.

Sam was startled to hear a familiar voice right behind him. He turned to see the police lieutenant from three years پہلے talking to his mom. A red-headed girl was standing اگلے to him. She looked to be around Sam's age, so he decided to go see the police officer again.

"Sam!" his mother exclaimed. She grabbed her son's arm and dragged him over to where she was standing. "Captain, have you...

Flying


13 Years Ago...

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Kids of all ages! Welcome, to the Haly Circus!"

The crowd erupted into cheers, Sam groaned as hs father dragged him into a نشست اگلے to him. "Why did we have to go to a circus?" the eleven سال old groaned. "I mean honestly, I've got better things to do."

"You can spend some time with me rather than beating up another nine سال old." his father کہا harshly, taking a bite of popcorn. "Or stealing from the vending machine."

Sam made a face and slouched down in his نشست while his father continued to eat popcorn. Sam knew why he was really here. His father...

"You're awake?"
Aryess nodded without taking her eye of the view through the floor-to-ceiling tinted windows of the sky scraper.
The man walked up and stood beside his sister, examining her out of the corner of his eye.
The teen wore loose sweat-pants and a black tank-top. She had tied her hair back in a braid, allowing full view of her storm grey irises, dark as the clouds were gathering outside. Her face was drawn and paler than usual and every muscle was tensed.
"No offense, but آپ look like crap," Declan stated.
"I feel like crap," she admitted. "Where's my suit?"
"Getting repaired. The entire...

Name: Samuel Grant
Code name: Red Revenge
Age: 24
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 213 lb.
Eye and Hair Color: True blue eyes, shaggy dark hair with natural streaks of blonde
Physical form: Muscular, masculine (no they aren't the same thing), clean shaven
Normal "Civvies": Khakis, T-Shirt, Suit Jacket
Uniform: Black stab/bullet-proof body suit with red cape, mask, markings, outlines, and gloves.
Attitude: Nice guy, sympathetic for those who deserve it, harsh and cold when needed. Very much a politician and businessman. Cold and dark when Red Revenge.
Job: CEO of Grant Industries
Home: New York City
Powers: None
Abilities:...

Don't worry, this isn't a whole new series.. I kinda got carried away, so it’s probably gonna be at least 3 parts (would that be a three-shot یا a series?? lol). BTWs this takes place when Aisling’s 8 so that’d be.......eh, آپ do the math.
His eyes widened as he stepped into the alley, wrinkling his nose at the stench that wafted toward him in thick clouds. He had to walk on his tiptoes to avoid the piles of filth and unidentifiable substances, and he grimaced at the squelching noises his combat boots made on the ground. Pinching his nose shut, he scanned the alley, praying that no one...