soooooo this is gonna be longer than I thought @-@
Fletcher moved quickly throughout the streets, heels clicking while the girl behind him almost struggled to match his pace. “Fletch!” She reached and grabbed his شرٹ, قمیض sleeve, yanking him back. “Calm down for gods sake. I know your pissed but-" she stopped as the brunette nearly tripped over a pair of polished navy boots. Fletcher slowly rose to his feet, his gaze immediately locking onto the forest green pants that neatly tucked into the knee-high boots. His eyes flickered to the left, immediately pausing at ombré chiffon skirt. He kneeled when he felt Madeline push at his shoulder, not having to سیکنڈ guess at who had managed to trip over. "You can get up, Fletcher." The girl کہا and held out a pale hand. A silver ring rested on her middle finger, the navy point دستانے, دستانہ covering her arm to her elbow. He took her hand and stood, smiling slightly at the elven girl. Her silky white hair was braided back into two french braids, a silver circlet gently resting on her head with an مرکت, ایمرلڈ resting in the center of her forehead. "Princess Aysel, it's an honor." He gently kissed her hand as his eyes flickered over to the male standing beside her. His hair matched the girl's, their eyes a deep shade of amethyst. He shifted to one side, his black دستانے, دستانہ resting on his hip. The dark green کوٹ of his uniform was pushed back سے طرف کی his stature, an annoyed look on the guard's face. "Eldrin" he hissed out and took a step back from the two elves. Aysel smiled sweetly, her hand coming out to rest on Eldrin's shoulder. "Ignore him, Fletcher, he's mad that he's on babysitting duty today." She winked and then smiled at Madeline who stood a few feet back. "I presume you're here for Quincy's.." she paused to look for the word. "Picking of the brides? Your sister is one them, correct?" She asked, earning a nod from the two elves. "Full moon soon, right? Moonshadow elves grow مزید powerful under them, and آپ can nearly turn invisible when the moon is strongest?" Fletcher rose an eyebrow, smirking as Eldrin gave him an annoyed look. "Correct, no harm in display our abilities when they're strongest right?" She smiled and titled her head at the question. "Where are آپ two going in such a hurry?" Eldrin pressed, his arms now crossed. "To speak with my mother about certain matters." Fletcher replied with a blank face, a hand coming to rest on his hip. "You found your brother's son, didn't you?" Aysel asked, a blank expression on her face compared to Fletcher's surprised face. "You didn't know.. آپ didn't know they've been tracking آپ for months?" She looked between the two, her expression becoming مزید concerned. Fletcher turned and took off in a full sprint, Madeline easily following once she ditched the heeled shoes she had been in earlier that day. "Fletcher, wait!" Aysel shouted and took off after the two, hardly hearing the guard shout behind her. The brunette skidded to a stop at the docks, pushing through the crowd that had since gathered at the dock. The crowd dispersed as Aysel stepped onto the dock, eyes locked onto the elf princess. She nodded towards Fletcher who managed to slip through the crowd. His movements instantly halting as his gaze locked with مرکت, ایمرلڈ green eyes. He stared at Shane's bruised cheek before his eyes flickered at the bright red blood that trickled down from his forehead down to drip off his chin. "You bastard." Shane grumbled, pulling at the guards that held him, grunting as he took a rough jab to the side. "You sold me out, to save your own ass?" Shane grit his teeth as he fought back tears, stumbling as he was roughly pulled to his feet. "I didn't-" Fletcher followed after him, walking backwards to keep up with the male. "I-" He stopped when Shane turned his head, the blonde's jaw locked tight enough Fletcher was sure it would've snapped any second. "I'll fix this, Shane!" He called out, stopping just of the elves, his brow furrowed in thought. Aysel turned back to face the brunette. "Why are آپ so concerned with this, princess? Elven kingdom isn't intense enough for you?" Fletcher pressed as his eye twitched from the elf's lack of expression. "I want to help you, Fletcher. To see that the color of your blood doesn't determine your rank یا class." Aysel straightened her shoulders, the girl's chin tilting upwards. "I think your King would find it a hinderance if his son weren't to marry a high elf due to such a ridiculous, yet pressing matter in Runeterra." Fletcher chuckled at her proposition. "Very well, Aysel, آپ have my attention." He started to walk, a determined look beginning to settle on his face. "We both know they'll kill him for your brother's actions right?" She turned to look around as the crowd began to disperse. Fletcher turned to face her, his hands clenched into tight fists. "I won't let them get that far.")
Fletcher moved quickly throughout the streets, heels clicking while the girl behind him almost struggled to match his pace. “Fletch!” She reached and grabbed his شرٹ, قمیض sleeve, yanking him back. “Calm down for gods sake. I know your pissed but-" she stopped as the brunette nearly tripped over a pair of polished navy boots. Fletcher slowly rose to his feet, his gaze immediately locking onto the forest green pants that neatly tucked into the knee-high boots. His eyes flickered to the left, immediately pausing at ombré chiffon skirt. He kneeled when he felt Madeline push at his shoulder, not having to سیکنڈ guess at who had managed to trip over. "You can get up, Fletcher." The girl کہا and held out a pale hand. A silver ring rested on her middle finger, the navy point دستانے, دستانہ covering her arm to her elbow. He took her hand and stood, smiling slightly at the elven girl. Her silky white hair was braided back into two french braids, a silver circlet gently resting on her head with an مرکت, ایمرلڈ resting in the center of her forehead. "Princess Aysel, it's an honor." He gently kissed her hand as his eyes flickered over to the male standing beside her. His hair matched the girl's, their eyes a deep shade of amethyst. He shifted to one side, his black دستانے, دستانہ resting on his hip. The dark green کوٹ of his uniform was pushed back سے طرف کی his stature, an annoyed look on the guard's face. "Eldrin" he hissed out and took a step back from the two elves. Aysel smiled sweetly, her hand coming out to rest on Eldrin's shoulder. "Ignore him, Fletcher, he's mad that he's on babysitting duty today." She winked and then smiled at Madeline who stood a few feet back. "I presume you're here for Quincy's.." she paused to look for the word. "Picking of the brides? Your sister is one them, correct?" She asked, earning a nod from the two elves. "Full moon soon, right? Moonshadow elves grow مزید powerful under them, and آپ can nearly turn invisible when the moon is strongest?" Fletcher rose an eyebrow, smirking as Eldrin gave him an annoyed look. "Correct, no harm in display our abilities when they're strongest right?" She smiled and titled her head at the question. "Where are آپ two going in such a hurry?" Eldrin pressed, his arms now crossed. "To speak with my mother about certain matters." Fletcher replied with a blank face, a hand coming to rest on his hip. "You found your brother's son, didn't you?" Aysel asked, a blank expression on her face compared to Fletcher's surprised face. "You didn't know.. آپ didn't know they've been tracking آپ for months?" She looked between the two, her expression becoming مزید concerned. Fletcher turned and took off in a full sprint, Madeline easily following once she ditched the heeled shoes she had been in earlier that day. "Fletcher, wait!" Aysel shouted and took off after the two, hardly hearing the guard shout behind her. The brunette skidded to a stop at the docks, pushing through the crowd that had since gathered at the dock. The crowd dispersed as Aysel stepped onto the dock, eyes locked onto the elf princess. She nodded towards Fletcher who managed to slip through the crowd. His movements instantly halting as his gaze locked with مرکت, ایمرلڈ green eyes. He stared at Shane's bruised cheek before his eyes flickered at the bright red blood that trickled down from his forehead down to drip off his chin. "You bastard." Shane grumbled, pulling at the guards that held him, grunting as he took a rough jab to the side. "You sold me out, to save your own ass?" Shane grit his teeth as he fought back tears, stumbling as he was roughly pulled to his feet. "I didn't-" Fletcher followed after him, walking backwards to keep up with the male. "I-" He stopped when Shane turned his head, the blonde's jaw locked tight enough Fletcher was sure it would've snapped any second. "I'll fix this, Shane!" He called out, stopping just of the elves, his brow furrowed in thought. Aysel turned back to face the brunette. "Why are آپ so concerned with this, princess? Elven kingdom isn't intense enough for you?" Fletcher pressed as his eye twitched from the elf's lack of expression. "I want to help you, Fletcher. To see that the color of your blood doesn't determine your rank یا class." Aysel straightened her shoulders, the girl's chin tilting upwards. "I think your King would find it a hinderance if his son weren't to marry a high elf due to such a ridiculous, yet pressing matter in Runeterra." Fletcher chuckled at her proposition. "Very well, Aysel, آپ have my attention." He started to walk, a determined look beginning to settle on his face. "We both know they'll kill him for your brother's actions right?" She turned to look around as the crowd began to disperse. Fletcher turned to face her, his hands clenched into tight fists. "I won't let them get that far.")
Can آپ blame me? This is kinda what Fin's P.O.V in 5 years when Arty dies... It's fun if آپ read it like you'd be singing Twinkle, Twinkle.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How آپ seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
آپ grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
ھٹی, ترش notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s جھولا, پنگورا swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old دوستوں can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what آپ see
What is it آپ saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How آپ seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
آپ grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
ھٹی, ترش notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s جھولا, پنگورا swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old دوستوں can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what آپ see
What is it آپ saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
I made a promise to you,
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: سے طرف کی looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...
Name: Johnny (classified)
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))