So this is part 1 of a three-shot I’ll be doing, as an alternate ending to my story “Knights in Shining Armor”. آپ don’t HAVE to have read “Knights” first, but if آپ want to, آپ can.
Link is here: link and link. This is pretty dark, so if آپ don’t like dark, don’t read. Oh, and the song is “Iris” سے طرف کی Goo Goo Dolls.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that آپ feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go ہوم right now...
He slid on the ground, the rough earth tearing his شرٹ, قمیض and leaving deep scratches in his skin. His blood mingled with the puddles all around him, the bloodstained dirt and broken glass told him he was close. His throat was parched, his lungs burned, but he kept going. He had to find her, if it was the last thing he did. Where are you? he thought desperately. Aisling, where have آپ gone?
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner یا later it's over
I just don't want to miss آپ tonight...
There. Jackson pulled himself up, surveying the building. He smashed the glass, dragging his thin, ragged body through the hole, wincing as his exposed skin was sliced سے طرف کی the jagged edge. He dropped down to the floor, the blood oozing from his cuts. He tried to get to his feet, but found his legs were too weak, so he collapsed again, resorting to dragging himself across the cold tile. The only light in the room came from the hole he had smashed in the wall, and that was only a sliver of a moon, on a cloudy night. He managed to pull himself across the floor, having no idea where he was going in the darkness, until finally, he saw a pinprick of light. He followed it.
The light was coming from another room, floored with the same cold tile. It came from a tiny stub of a candle, flickering, most of the wax already melted down, dripping in long tendrils down to the floor. He dragged himself into the room, and what the light illuminated paralyzed him.
And آپ can't fight the tears that ain't coming
یا the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah آپ bleed just to know you're alive...
Jackson let out a wail. The blood. Why was there so much blood? He somehow managed to draw closer, the thick crimson liquid staining his palms and his skinned knees. He lifted one hand, the blood dripping down his arm, and examined the torn piece of dark fabric that sat in his fingers. He wiped it off. It was a piece of her shirt. A few feet away--she would have known the exact distance, a thought that made his دل stir and his blood bubble--lay the rest of the shirt, and not too far from that lay her pants and undergarments, all torn and bloodstained. And there lay the body. He forced himself to come up to it, and he screamed again, hot tears spilling down his dirt-streaked cheeks. Shaking with sobs, he stared at her body, naked, broken, lifeless, pressing his hands into her neck, wiping away the layer of blood that was still oozing out. He carressed her cheek, burying his head in her thick dark hair. “I’m too late!” he wailed. “Oh, Aisling...I’m too late...I’m too late...”
He stared at her glassy turquoise eyes, still open, widened in terror--her last moment of horror before the blade pressed into her neck--and carefully, he closed them, letting his head drop to her chest, ignoring the pools of blood. His voice cut the night, as, softly, he began to sing.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want آپ to know who I am
I just want آپ to know who I am...
He paused, letting his emotions overtake him. Later, he knew, there would be anger. Later, it would come, no matter how hard he tried to stop it. But now, there was no anger. Only grief, bitter, guilty, solid grief. His voice dropped to a whisper.
I just want آپ to know who I am
I just want آپ to know who I am
I just want آپ to know who I.......am..
So..what did آپ guys think? I’m actually not sure if I want it to be a 3-shot یا just a one-shot, so feedback and your opinions would be great!
Link is here: link and link. This is pretty dark, so if آپ don’t like dark, don’t read. Oh, and the song is “Iris” سے طرف کی Goo Goo Dolls.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that آپ feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go ہوم right now...
He slid on the ground, the rough earth tearing his شرٹ, قمیض and leaving deep scratches in his skin. His blood mingled with the puddles all around him, the bloodstained dirt and broken glass told him he was close. His throat was parched, his lungs burned, but he kept going. He had to find her, if it was the last thing he did. Where are you? he thought desperately. Aisling, where have آپ gone?
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner یا later it's over
I just don't want to miss آپ tonight...
There. Jackson pulled himself up, surveying the building. He smashed the glass, dragging his thin, ragged body through the hole, wincing as his exposed skin was sliced سے طرف کی the jagged edge. He dropped down to the floor, the blood oozing from his cuts. He tried to get to his feet, but found his legs were too weak, so he collapsed again, resorting to dragging himself across the cold tile. The only light in the room came from the hole he had smashed in the wall, and that was only a sliver of a moon, on a cloudy night. He managed to pull himself across the floor, having no idea where he was going in the darkness, until finally, he saw a pinprick of light. He followed it.
The light was coming from another room, floored with the same cold tile. It came from a tiny stub of a candle, flickering, most of the wax already melted down, dripping in long tendrils down to the floor. He dragged himself into the room, and what the light illuminated paralyzed him.
And آپ can't fight the tears that ain't coming
یا the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah آپ bleed just to know you're alive...
Jackson let out a wail. The blood. Why was there so much blood? He somehow managed to draw closer, the thick crimson liquid staining his palms and his skinned knees. He lifted one hand, the blood dripping down his arm, and examined the torn piece of dark fabric that sat in his fingers. He wiped it off. It was a piece of her shirt. A few feet away--she would have known the exact distance, a thought that made his دل stir and his blood bubble--lay the rest of the shirt, and not too far from that lay her pants and undergarments, all torn and bloodstained. And there lay the body. He forced himself to come up to it, and he screamed again, hot tears spilling down his dirt-streaked cheeks. Shaking with sobs, he stared at her body, naked, broken, lifeless, pressing his hands into her neck, wiping away the layer of blood that was still oozing out. He carressed her cheek, burying his head in her thick dark hair. “I’m too late!” he wailed. “Oh, Aisling...I’m too late...I’m too late...”
He stared at her glassy turquoise eyes, still open, widened in terror--her last moment of horror before the blade pressed into her neck--and carefully, he closed them, letting his head drop to her chest, ignoring the pools of blood. His voice cut the night, as, softly, he began to sing.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want آپ to know who I am
I just want آپ to know who I am...
He paused, letting his emotions overtake him. Later, he knew, there would be anger. Later, it would come, no matter how hard he tried to stop it. But now, there was no anger. Only grief, bitter, guilty, solid grief. His voice dropped to a whisper.
I just want آپ to know who I am
I just want آپ to know who I am
I just want آپ to know who I.......am..
So..what did آپ guys think? I’m actually not sure if I want it to be a 3-shot یا just a one-shot, so feedback and your opinions would be great!
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help یا is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed سے طرف کی her father and she was abused سے طرف کی her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found سے طرف کی flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope آپ like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)
Gender: female
Species: Tiger
Relationship to team: Harleys pet
Powers:
Super strength, change color from white to orange, Sonic roar, can grow to extreme sizes. agile, all the Tiger like abilities.mental link with Harley within a 5 mile radius.
Note: Doesn't like men. likes other cat girls,and will like guys with Cat DNA , doesn't like Skylar, یا any other canine/meta human
Bio:
Harley found the large cat while on a mission in India, where she found it being tortured سے طرف کی men, and receiving experimental drugs to enhance its molecular structure's. Harley saved her, and سے طرف کی accidently touching her while unhooking her, they gained a mental/ telepathic link.
Alias: Rush
Status: Ally
Relationship to team: Wolf's brother
Powers: Shift into human and بھیڑیا form. Hand to hand combat, superspeed in بھیڑیا form, faster than an average human in human form but not superspeed. Stronger than an average بھیڑیا and human.
Bio:
After بھیڑیا left with YJ, he left behind a twin brother, Who was captured سے طرف کی the gorilla Mallah. Mallah hooked him up to a machine that would read his thoughts. While being hooked to that, a power surge occurred, and the بھیڑیا used this time to escape. But due to the power surge, Rush got the ability to switch from بھیڑیا form to a human body. And gained super speed in his بھیڑیا form. As a human he learned English, and hand to hand combat. He traveled until he finally reunited with بھیڑیا at YJ.
Name: McKenzie Styles
Alias: Nudge
Occupation: Villain
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Powers: Flight (wings), telekinesis, ability to inflict a mental illusion of burning pain, expert hacker, experct gunsman, Posses some magic, superspeed, superstrength, perfect vision, and great hearing
Past: Created as a experiment just like Fang, Nudge escaped at the age of 9 along with Max, Izzy, The Gasman, Angel, and Kylie. She traveled wherever Fang went, except when it came to dealing with Seraphs. Nudge was a hero, until her powers spiraled and went out of control. Turning her eyes completely red.
Notes: -Nudge has a 10 سال old brother named Keaton
-Nudge has long hair in civvies and short hair in villain
-She is part vampire
-Nudge now has black bat wings.