All rights reserved to SilverWings13 and much thanks for letting me use her OC's... They all belong to her, the creation of them was solely her idea. I am only using them because I like Письмо Dramatic One-Shots..
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One gloved hand wrapped around the girl's mouth to muffle the threats she gave, while the other crept under her pencil юбка and up her inner thigh. The victim's arms were held down by the harsh rope tied around her body. Her head was pulled back and in her hazel eyes was the огонь of defiance. A grin crossed the captor's face as his grip tightened around her thigh,"Shhh... I wouldn't dare hurt a such a delicate flower, but I might test her strength."
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Declan pulled out of his soon-to-be-sister-in-law's house. His hand reached up and adjusted the rear view mirror, the reflection of Riley in the back сиденье, место, сиденья looking out the window made him smile. The boy's eyes brightened as an Мороженое Магазин came into view on the corner of the street. Just as it did the blonde driver felt his phone vibrate, he slowed and pulled to the side of the road, then took the phone from his pocket and read that he had:
'One new text message
From: ~Beautiful~
Time Received: 8:31'
His finger tapped the message Иконка and the text appeared brightly:
'Hey, get Главная soon, I think someone is here...'
Curiosity crossed his face and he muttered inwardly,"Why wouldn't she ca-"
"Daddy!"
"Yeah, Rye?"
"Can we get ice-cream! Pleeease!"
"I don't know Rye..."
"Pleeeeaassseeeee"
"F-Fine, we gotta hurry though.."
~
The two boys pulled up to the small homey house. Riley was instantly out of the car, and just as he reached for the door knob Declan let out a stern hiss,"Riley!"
The child halted and waited for the blonde to make his way over to him. Quietly, the door knob was turned and the pair entered. The house was spotless, a диван, мягкий уголок was to their right, perfectly adorned with throw pillows, the staircase leading upstairs almost seemed unused.
Something was wrong, and Declan didn't dare to call out, so he knelt in front of the little boy, tussling his hair, while whispering. "Hey Rye, do Ты remember the place Ты always hide in when we play Hide-And-Go-Seek? Remember how I couldn't find Ты for a long time?"
Riley's eyes shined and he nodded.
"Okay this game is a little different, Ты have to be the villain and I the Hero.. Okay? But wait.. Ты can't let me catch Ты или else Ты lose.. So Ты better sit there and not make a noise или I'll get you, if Ты win I'll buy Ты all the Мороженое Ты want. got it?"
The child's anticipation skyrocketed.
"Good, go, right now! Don't let anyone или me see you! Go! I'ma count to two hundred."
The boy sprinted off, and the blonde began counting to himself,"One.." he spoke as he climbed the first step,"two, three, four....twenty-five." He breathed as he hit the вверх examining the hallway, all the doors were shut, except one.
The bedroom.
Its door was cracked only a bit and Declan's eyes widened,"Dane..." He hissed before turning invisible and stood before the door. Slowly, he eased himself in, without a sound, until his foot hit the door and a loud 'creeeeeak' sounded from the old hinges.
"Shit.." The boy scowled and involuntarily uncloaked himself.
Pale eyes scanned the area and when they stopped they rested on the image of Dane lying unconscious on the floor. Just as his hands were about to grasp her, he felt the edge of a blade digging into his skin and stopped. "You have something I want, Seeker.." The voice came out malicious and greedy.
"Dane.." the Вопрос was ignored as Declan stared upon the limp woman, tears prickling at the edges of his eyes.
"Seeker..." The edge dug deeper, just soft enough not to break the skin. "I don't like to be ignored.. "
"What do Ты want, Roman?"
"Your blood, of course..and I'm not leaving without it. I think Ты give it to me, now, so I don't have to take it myself."
"Answer me a Вопрос first..."
"Okay.."
"What did Ты do to her.."
There was pause, and Roman gave a slight laugh,"Everything.."
The fury that pulsed through Declan's veins was something all too new. The blonde pulled back, sliding beneath the нож and turned toward the intruder. The green orbs Roman possessed widened as a he was slugged in the across the face. A cracking vibrated through he boy and he grinned as he kicked the other in the ribs hearing the intense sound of ribs breaking,"You pig... do Ты know what they do to swine like you.." He growled standing over the cowering dark-haired man.
"Answer me, Roman!"
"W-What.."
"They slaughter them.." Dropping to his knees, he hiked back his fist and then let it descend to bring a skull crushing blow to the head of his challenger, all while inwardly counting,"one-hundred, one-hundred and one."
But before the popping of the shattering Кости sounded. Before the explosion of pain that would rush through Declan's hand. Before he would retreat to Dane and hold her in his arms. Before all that. There was a knife. A нож that entered the abdomen of the blonde and slid up two inches.
Declan doubled over and gave dry-heaves as the hot blood poured through his fingers. He looked up at, the now standing, Roman a brazen grin on the pig's face. "Thank you, Seeker.. I'll do so much better with this, but hey. I can't leave without a souvenir..." изумруд averted to a limp form in the shadows.
Blue widened and huffed out a scream. His hand curled around Roman's ankle and brought him down. Desperately, the blonde drug himself over to the the dark-haired Dane and he shielded her body with his, keeping Roman from her.
"Listen, kid, I really didn't want to kill you." Green eyes glimmered as he stood before the lone opened-window, the moonlight cascading over him,"But you're making it so, damn, hard not to... "
"Fine.. Kill me.. It's your only option if Ты want her.."
"Easy enough..."
Just as he сказал(-а) that Declan's eyes caught sight of a shadow. Standing outside of the window. The light of the moon silhouetted the figure, so he couldn't make out what или it was. It just stood there, no form, no motion, just stood... still. His vision began to blur and he felt his body go numb, his head hit the floor, and the blood oozing from his wound. The last thing blue witnessed was the glare of the нож in brilliant light as he muttered the number two-hundred..
~
Declan awoke with his arms curled around Dane, and a pouting Riley across his bed-side.
"Daddy.. Ты never came and found me!!"
"Huh... what..." He muttered as the dark-haired woman shifted.
"We were playing last night.."
"Oh.. yeah.. Ты win.."
"So I get Мороженое all week!"
"Yea-yea-" Declan shot up his eyes wild,"Last night."
Riley stared wide-eyed as the blonde gazed at the sleeping form of his fiancée. His eyes moved to his stomach and there was a bandage,"It was real...? He actually got away..?"
Rubbing his eyes of sleep he glanced around, until he spotted a note and a little glass bottle with red liquid in it. Shakily, he took the note and read the inscription.
'You can't always play Hero.'
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((Done.. <3
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One gloved hand wrapped around the girl's mouth to muffle the threats she gave, while the other crept under her pencil юбка and up her inner thigh. The victim's arms were held down by the harsh rope tied around her body. Her head was pulled back and in her hazel eyes was the огонь of defiance. A grin crossed the captor's face as his grip tightened around her thigh,"Shhh... I wouldn't dare hurt a such a delicate flower, but I might test her strength."
~
Declan pulled out of his soon-to-be-sister-in-law's house. His hand reached up and adjusted the rear view mirror, the reflection of Riley in the back сиденье, место, сиденья looking out the window made him smile. The boy's eyes brightened as an Мороженое Магазин came into view on the corner of the street. Just as it did the blonde driver felt his phone vibrate, he slowed and pulled to the side of the road, then took the phone from his pocket and read that he had:
'One new text message
From: ~Beautiful~
Time Received: 8:31'
His finger tapped the message Иконка and the text appeared brightly:
'Hey, get Главная soon, I think someone is here...'
Curiosity crossed his face and he muttered inwardly,"Why wouldn't she ca-"
"Daddy!"
"Yeah, Rye?"
"Can we get ice-cream! Pleeease!"
"I don't know Rye..."
"Pleeeeaassseeeee"
"F-Fine, we gotta hurry though.."
~
The two boys pulled up to the small homey house. Riley was instantly out of the car, and just as he reached for the door knob Declan let out a stern hiss,"Riley!"
The child halted and waited for the blonde to make his way over to him. Quietly, the door knob was turned and the pair entered. The house was spotless, a диван, мягкий уголок was to their right, perfectly adorned with throw pillows, the staircase leading upstairs almost seemed unused.
Something was wrong, and Declan didn't dare to call out, so he knelt in front of the little boy, tussling his hair, while whispering. "Hey Rye, do Ты remember the place Ты always hide in when we play Hide-And-Go-Seek? Remember how I couldn't find Ты for a long time?"
Riley's eyes shined and he nodded.
"Okay this game is a little different, Ты have to be the villain and I the Hero.. Okay? But wait.. Ты can't let me catch Ты или else Ты lose.. So Ты better sit there and not make a noise или I'll get you, if Ты win I'll buy Ты all the Мороженое Ты want. got it?"
The child's anticipation skyrocketed.
"Good, go, right now! Don't let anyone или me see you! Go! I'ma count to two hundred."
The boy sprinted off, and the blonde began counting to himself,"One.." he spoke as he climbed the first step,"two, three, four....twenty-five." He breathed as he hit the вверх examining the hallway, all the doors were shut, except one.
The bedroom.
Its door was cracked only a bit and Declan's eyes widened,"Dane..." He hissed before turning invisible and stood before the door. Slowly, he eased himself in, without a sound, until his foot hit the door and a loud 'creeeeeak' sounded from the old hinges.
"Shit.." The boy scowled and involuntarily uncloaked himself.
Pale eyes scanned the area and when they stopped they rested on the image of Dane lying unconscious on the floor. Just as his hands were about to grasp her, he felt the edge of a blade digging into his skin and stopped. "You have something I want, Seeker.." The voice came out malicious and greedy.
"Dane.." the Вопрос was ignored as Declan stared upon the limp woman, tears prickling at the edges of his eyes.
"Seeker..." The edge dug deeper, just soft enough not to break the skin. "I don't like to be ignored.. "
"What do Ты want, Roman?"
"Your blood, of course..and I'm not leaving without it. I think Ты give it to me, now, so I don't have to take it myself."
"Answer me a Вопрос first..."
"Okay.."
"What did Ты do to her.."
There was pause, and Roman gave a slight laugh,"Everything.."
The fury that pulsed through Declan's veins was something all too new. The blonde pulled back, sliding beneath the нож and turned toward the intruder. The green orbs Roman possessed widened as a he was slugged in the across the face. A cracking vibrated through he boy and he grinned as he kicked the other in the ribs hearing the intense sound of ribs breaking,"You pig... do Ты know what they do to swine like you.." He growled standing over the cowering dark-haired man.
"Answer me, Roman!"
"W-What.."
"They slaughter them.." Dropping to his knees, he hiked back his fist and then let it descend to bring a skull crushing blow to the head of his challenger, all while inwardly counting,"one-hundred, one-hundred and one."
But before the popping of the shattering Кости sounded. Before the explosion of pain that would rush through Declan's hand. Before he would retreat to Dane and hold her in his arms. Before all that. There was a knife. A нож that entered the abdomen of the blonde and slid up two inches.
Declan doubled over and gave dry-heaves as the hot blood poured through his fingers. He looked up at, the now standing, Roman a brazen grin on the pig's face. "Thank you, Seeker.. I'll do so much better with this, but hey. I can't leave without a souvenir..." изумруд averted to a limp form in the shadows.
Blue widened and huffed out a scream. His hand curled around Roman's ankle and brought him down. Desperately, the blonde drug himself over to the the dark-haired Dane and he shielded her body with his, keeping Roman from her.
"Listen, kid, I really didn't want to kill you." Green eyes glimmered as he stood before the lone opened-window, the moonlight cascading over him,"But you're making it so, damn, hard not to... "
"Fine.. Kill me.. It's your only option if Ты want her.."
"Easy enough..."
Just as he сказал(-а) that Declan's eyes caught sight of a shadow. Standing outside of the window. The light of the moon silhouetted the figure, so he couldn't make out what или it was. It just stood there, no form, no motion, just stood... still. His vision began to blur and he felt his body go numb, his head hit the floor, and the blood oozing from his wound. The last thing blue witnessed was the glare of the нож in brilliant light as he muttered the number two-hundred..
~
Declan awoke with his arms curled around Dane, and a pouting Riley across his bed-side.
"Daddy.. Ты never came and found me!!"
"Huh... what..." He muttered as the dark-haired woman shifted.
"We were playing last night.."
"Oh.. yeah.. Ты win.."
"So I get Мороженое all week!"
"Yea-yea-" Declan shot up his eyes wild,"Last night."
Riley stared wide-eyed as the blonde gazed at the sleeping form of his fiancée. His eyes moved to his stomach and there was a bandage,"It was real...? He actually got away..?"
Rubbing his eyes of sleep he glanced around, until he spotted a note and a little glass bottle with red liquid in it. Shakily, he took the note and read the inscription.
'You can't always play Hero.'
~
((Done.. <3
Alias:Unknown
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, 5'8, he always wore a beanies and really any headgear. and he always has black war paint on his cheeks.
Personality: He was very cocky and tried to make a joke out of everything, he always thought of cocky and sarcastic remarks to people who were trying to be serious. He was someone who lightened the mood when things got tough. especially being trapped in that town.
Powers/Abilities: he had the ability to create mist and fog to hide himself или confuse enemies, his weapon of choice was daggers and a small double handed scypths.
Past: he died in a escape plan gone wrong.
Others: He was one of the reasons why BloodMist never cracked under the sadness and how overwhelmed he felt being trapped there. He made him see the light in most of the situations and made him able to keep his composure.
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white плащ and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained еще powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes by the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope Ты enjoyed
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white плащ and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained еще powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes by the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope Ты enjoyed