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 at her hand holding the gun, then her scarred wrists, then the gun again. Shelooked in the mirror as she put to the gun to her head, closed her eyes, and muttered,"I had to choose.. but now I don't have to.
"She placed her finger on the trigger and was slowly increasing the pressure.
"Blade, don't." His voice echoed in her room. Blade let go of the gun's trigger.
"How did آپ get in here!" Her eyes widened.
He glanced at the open window.
"Oh," she whispered.
"Blade, again, don't kill yourself."
"Why not, Terror?" She replied looking down.
"Because, آپ mean too much to, too many people"
"Haha.. Name TWO!"
"Bloodmist," her eyes widened at his words,"and me."
"Terror.. how am I suppose to choose?"
"By listening to your heart."
"But what if my دل says 'It can't choose'?"
"Then do what's best for you, but until then I have to go now." Terror turned to leave, but she grabbed his hand and he stopped.
"Don't leave." She muttered, looking down, with her hair hanging in her face.
"Why?" Terror questioned as he brushed her hair away.
Her face turned a light shade up گلابی and she hugged him, she said, her voice muffled," I didn't get to say thank you. Thank آپ for everything..."
She glanced up,"I'm so sorry Terror."
He replied quietly," It's okay, kid."
She looked back down not releasing her hold on him, then looked back up,"Terror, I haven't choosen but.. I feel this is the right thing to do at the time." Before he could reply she placed her lips on his and kissed him. His eyes widened but then relaxed. She pulled back and let go of their hug.
"Good-bye, Blade." Terror کہا while he jumped at the window of the room.
"Bye, Terror," She replied in a soft tone.. and watched him leave. She walked over to the window and looked at the moon. She whispered to her self,"I wish I could choose."
Okay NO ONE KILL ME I FEEL EVIL FOR THIS BUT ITS A ONE-SHOT SOOOO PLEASE DO NOT GET MAD AT ME!.!!! ONE-SHOT okay! ONE-SHOT! I enjoyed writting this but I still have guilt weighing on me!
"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 at her hand holding the gun, then her scarred wrists, then the gun again. Shelooked in the mirror as she put to the gun to her head, closed her eyes, and muttered,"I had to choose.. but now I don't have to.
"She placed her finger on the trigger and was slowly increasing the pressure.
"Blade, don't." His voice echoed in her room. Blade let go of the gun's trigger.
"How did آپ get in here!" Her eyes widened.
He glanced at the open window.
"Oh," she whispered.
"Blade, again, don't kill yourself."
"Why not, Terror?" She replied looking down.
"Because, آپ mean too much to, too many people"
"Haha.. Name TWO!"
"Bloodmist," her eyes widened at his words,"and me."
"Terror.. how am I suppose to choose?"
"By listening to your heart."
"But what if my دل says 'It can't choose'?"
"Then do what's best for you, but until then I have to go now." Terror turned to leave, but she grabbed his hand and he stopped.
"Don't leave." She muttered, looking down, with her hair hanging in her face.
"Why?" Terror questioned as he brushed her hair away.
Her face turned a light shade up گلابی and she hugged him, she said, her voice muffled," I didn't get to say thank you. Thank آپ for everything..."
She glanced up,"I'm so sorry Terror."
He replied quietly," It's okay, kid."
She looked back down not releasing her hold on him, then looked back up,"Terror, I haven't choosen but.. I feel this is the right thing to do at the time." Before he could reply she placed her lips on his and kissed him. His eyes widened but then relaxed. She pulled back and let go of their hug.
"Good-bye, Blade." Terror کہا while he jumped at the window of the room.
"Bye, Terror," She replied in a soft tone.. and watched him leave. She walked over to the window and looked at the moon. She whispered to her self,"I wish I could choose."
Okay NO ONE KILL ME I FEEL EVIL FOR THIS BUT ITS A ONE-SHOT SOOOO PLEASE DO NOT GET MAD AT ME!.!!! ONE-SHOT okay! ONE-SHOT! I enjoyed writting this but I still have guilt weighing on me!
Likes: Magic
Best Friend: Erin
Loves: Tyler
Dislikes: Skeptics
Worst Habit: She never eats enough
Personal Secret: She dated Robin and wiped his memory of her despite him being her first love
پسندیدہ Food: Chocolate
پسندیدہ Color: Red
Code Name: Shade
Mentor/Inspiration: Batman
Relations: Tyler Stevenson
Base of Operations: Wherever needed
Personal Home: Not Disclosed
Occupation: Hero
Job: None
Team: The Resistance