Aero sat in the darkness of his room. Thoughts of a certain hero came to his mind and he wanted to push them away. But she wouldn't leave his mind. The times he had gotten her. Those perfect moments had been spoiled سے طرف کی two people, one مزید than the other. Aero threw a dagger at one of the two pictures hanging on his wall. The dagger landed in the spinal area.
If the junior Flash had been real and not just a picture, he would have been paralyzed. Aero grabbed another dagger, throwing it at the other picture. Straight through the heart. He played with another dagger, cutting himself. He went up to the سیکنڈ picture, glaring at the girl on the paper.
She had always ruined his plans. She had always been the one to beat him. He needed to get rid of her. Then all he had was the Flash kid. He put his bleeding hand up to the picture.
“Enjoy her now, Becca. Cause when you're dead, I'll be able to keep her.”
Blood dripped onto the paper, running down it. Aero stared at the blood and could only wish it was her blood. He pulled the dagger out and looked to the other picture. Anger rushed through him and he pulled the dagger out, only to stab the picture several مزید times.
“You are weak and pathetic! Why would she want you?!”
Aero threw his daggers again, this time at the walls in particular. His breathing was heavy and he fixed his messed up hair. He regained his earlier composure. He grabbed a single dagger and walked out of the room.
His steps echoed down the hallways. He passed سے طرف کی several empty rooms, leaving a mark on each of the doors. He entered another chamber.
This one پگھلانا, سودھنا of rotting flesh, urine, and rusted metal. When آپ walked in there was a foul taste, as if blood and metal had jumped at you. The chamber was dark and silent, the moans of the prisoners seeming to die away. Aero took a torch and went over to a cell.
He kneeled at the barred door and looked at the blonde haired boy that was glaring at him with brown eyes. Aero smirked.
“Hello friend.” His blade flashed in the light. “Let's play.”
If the junior Flash had been real and not just a picture, he would have been paralyzed. Aero grabbed another dagger, throwing it at the other picture. Straight through the heart. He played with another dagger, cutting himself. He went up to the سیکنڈ picture, glaring at the girl on the paper.
She had always ruined his plans. She had always been the one to beat him. He needed to get rid of her. Then all he had was the Flash kid. He put his bleeding hand up to the picture.
“Enjoy her now, Becca. Cause when you're dead, I'll be able to keep her.”
Blood dripped onto the paper, running down it. Aero stared at the blood and could only wish it was her blood. He pulled the dagger out and looked to the other picture. Anger rushed through him and he pulled the dagger out, only to stab the picture several مزید times.
“You are weak and pathetic! Why would she want you?!”
Aero threw his daggers again, this time at the walls in particular. His breathing was heavy and he fixed his messed up hair. He regained his earlier composure. He grabbed a single dagger and walked out of the room.
His steps echoed down the hallways. He passed سے طرف کی several empty rooms, leaving a mark on each of the doors. He entered another chamber.
This one پگھلانا, سودھنا of rotting flesh, urine, and rusted metal. When آپ walked in there was a foul taste, as if blood and metal had jumped at you. The chamber was dark and silent, the moans of the prisoners seeming to die away. Aero took a torch and went over to a cell.
He kneeled at the barred door and looked at the blonde haired boy that was glaring at him with brown eyes. Aero smirked.
“Hello friend.” His blade flashed in the light. “Let's play.”
Sky sat down and the beach and Steel sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her though he could barely feel her touch but he tried comforting her as tears spilled out of her eyes.
The New Adventures of Red Revenge
Episode One: Crimson Harvest
Prologue-
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a چادر, فرغل billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him.causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
Episode One: Crimson Harvest
Prologue-
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a چادر, فرغل billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him.causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
This was her chance. Sydney jumped up and swung her arms under her legs so that her hands were in front of her. Quickly she swung around, hitting the guard behind her and knocking him out. Ty noticed, and lunged at her. She quickly dodged, grabbing the key for her handcuffs off the guard with the few سیکنڈ that she had earned. Before she could unlock them though, Ty was able to get back up and start kicking at her. Sydney dodged almost all, except one that sharply entered her stomach. Stumbling over, Sydney dropped the key, “Crap.” She calmly mumbled. Ty threw a مککا, عجیب الخلقت at her; she ducked and rolled under him. She grabbed the key and quickly unlocked her cuffs. Sydney sent a مککا, عجیب الخلقت toward Ty, who smartly dogged it and sent on back in return.
**That is literally ALL i have for part 11... Can anyone help??**
**That is literally ALL i have for part 11... Can anyone help??**
