“Hey, you’re Remy’s kid, ain’t ya?” one asked
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to Ты who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your powers” I hissed. She gave me a questioning look, but nodded. I brought out my bow staff.
“Now ya’ll, I don’t want trouble. So just Переместить before I rearrange your face” I glared at them. They all laughed. I smacked one in the head, knocking him out cold.
“You made me angry. Ты will not like me when I’m angry” I snarled. They all laughed again. I heard a thump and Laura was on the floor.
“Laura!” I exclaimed, kneeling beside her. I saw an ugly bloody welt on her fore head. I guy was standing above her with a bloodied ворона bar. I snarled and pulled off my necklace.
“You wanna dance? Let’s dance!” I snarled, charging my necklace. I threw it at him. He was blasted into the wall. I pulled out my earrings and charged them.
“Go now” I snarled
“Why?” he asked
“Do Ты like where your face is placed?” I asked
“Yeah” he nodded
“Then leave me alone before it moves into a less desired place” In growled
“You think Ты can hold yourself against all of us?” he laughed
“No. I know I can beat all of you” I corrected. They all growled and lunged at me. My hair loosed itself, growing long and smacked them away. I smacked and slashed my way out of the bar, Laura slung over my shoulder. When I got out, I charged a parking meter and it exploded, shooting coins at my pursuers. I ran off with Laura. Before I could make it very far, one of the ‘Rippers’ jumped me and knocked me out. The last thing I saw was a man standing over me.
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I woke up tied to a chair. I struggled to get out, but the knots were surprisingly tight. A man came in.
“Where’s Remy?” he asked. I shrugged. He slapped me across the face.
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to Ты who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your powers” I hissed. She gave me a questioning look, but nodded. I brought out my bow staff.
“Now ya’ll, I don’t want trouble. So just Переместить before I rearrange your face” I glared at them. They all laughed. I smacked one in the head, knocking him out cold.
“You made me angry. Ты will not like me when I’m angry” I snarled. They all laughed again. I heard a thump and Laura was on the floor.
“Laura!” I exclaimed, kneeling beside her. I saw an ugly bloody welt on her fore head. I guy was standing above her with a bloodied ворона bar. I snarled and pulled off my necklace.
“You wanna dance? Let’s dance!” I snarled, charging my necklace. I threw it at him. He was blasted into the wall. I pulled out my earrings and charged them.
“Go now” I snarled
“Why?” he asked
“Do Ты like where your face is placed?” I asked
“Yeah” he nodded
“Then leave me alone before it moves into a less desired place” In growled
“You think Ты can hold yourself against all of us?” he laughed
“No. I know I can beat all of you” I corrected. They all growled and lunged at me. My hair loosed itself, growing long and smacked them away. I smacked and slashed my way out of the bar, Laura slung over my shoulder. When I got out, I charged a parking meter and it exploded, shooting coins at my pursuers. I ran off with Laura. Before I could make it very far, one of the ‘Rippers’ jumped me and knocked me out. The last thing I saw was a man standing over me.
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I woke up tied to a chair. I struggled to get out, but the knots were surprisingly tight. A man came in.
“Where’s Remy?” he asked. I shrugged. He slapped me across the face.
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"Any last words?" he cocked his gun and smirked.
"You're an imb-"
He pulled the trigger before words could escape, and watched as the vampire disintegrated.
Quickly he left the church and headed into the woods, first a town of beasts and now a vampire, what еще could he handle?
While walking, enjoying the night of no stars and a half moon, his red eyes caught a girl of smaller stature than his own. "A human? But I thought they all died in town."
D's eyes narrowed as he stalked the girl, she was running, but from what? Ignoring all his senses to pursue the her and take her fresh blood, he followed the human instead. She was quick and agile, her eyes showed no fear, yet deep inside he could read she was petrified. Suddenly, she stopped backing up against a gate, cornered as a dark shadow towered over her.
"I thought I killed him?" He hissed placing his hand on his Smith and Wesson.
~~~
Let the transformation begin.
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((More?))
Raven and I made this little precious I call him my precious because he is my precious and yayyyyy... hehe...
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions by touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: папоротник and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first месяц of life, he was kidnapped by the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions by touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: папоротник and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first месяц of life, he was kidnapped by the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
The final sneak peek for the fifth book in the Red Revenge/ DC Comics crossover series.
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling Далее to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their Оружие at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling Далее to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their Оружие at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
Age: About to be 15 but is actually one year
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair. Pale skin black eyes.
Personality: straightforward, acts in a snap. Offensive and defensive. Loving and likes to have fun
Powers: Controls water and fire. Flight by wings. Shape shift to волк and Tiger.
Uses: Guns, Swords. Hand to hand combat.
BackGround:
Abandoned at Imperial Church, Alana was left with a growth serum, a note from her mother, and a picture of her mother.
The sisters of the IC took her in, and did like the note said.Once Alana was about to turn one she was дана the serum, and she jumped ages quickly.
The note сказал(-а) that she was her mother's legacy.
And the note told her to to find the boy with white hair to explain to her what she must know.
((She is the daughter of two former YJ members.
Her grandparents are from her mothers side that created JLA.
Take your guesses.))