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posted by DiscordYJ
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.."

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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
 Ish CUTEE
Ish CUTEE
posted by Skittles98
I walked down the empty streets, shuffling the decks of cards in my hands. My long over пальто flapped behind me, along with my long brown hair. My brown eyes followed the path my cards took. I turned down a wide alley. Four guys block my path. Another four blocked my retreat.
“You guys wanna play a little card game?” I asked, holding up my deck of cards.
“Sure” the lead guy nodded
“Let’s play 8” I said, throwing 8 cards to the ground. They started to glow, then they exploded. I walked away, passing my cards back and forth between my hands. My brown hair writhed around me. As I walked...
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Benjamin Milito (Ben)

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.
posted by SilverWings13
A followup on Aryess that I've been meaning to get to...

A quartet of dark figures fell from the sky. They plummeted towards the earth in a diamond formation, each on the corner of a cardinal direction. Each jerked up a foot as their parachutes deployed, fanning out above them. The team of four landed on the field at a run, their plane already far gone in the cover of the clouds. They were sprinting toward the the compound in the distance when the first message filtered through the static of their radios.
"Betas, this is base, do Ты copy Betas?"
"Beta 4, copy," the blonde replied, her voice as...
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Logan Sanders

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)
Early afternoon, gotham docks.
Twan climbed up on an shipingcrate folowed by Boris and Natasia.
He spoke in a loud voice.
Pepol of Gotham lissen,
You micht have heard rumerors about a confilct between myself and Pingweing.
Those rumors are truwe, thoug this is no mere gang ficht this is a full fleged war.
And if thad bird succeeds it wil be your homes he will loot, your woman he will abuse.
So Are Ты going to just hide and live to his began call, или do Ты stand whit us, and Показать him this is are city.
A few men stepped forward.
We will stand whit the dog.
Others in the crowed joind them, there numbers...
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((This is super late, sorry <3 Also, sorry-not-sorry, Blade is an idiot))

"I'm bored..."
"Shush...."
"Uhg... I hate this."
"Shhhhh!"
"I don't like you."
"Shut up!"
There was sudden silence.
Then a sigh of relief.
"Your hair smells nice..."
"Plea-"
"So does your blood.."
"Dis-"
"Can I bite you?"
"Shut. The. Fuck. Up!"
"I really don't like you..."

Two girls were Опубликовано up in a small enclosed closet. The team decided to go out on a mission; and like any third grade field trip, everyone got a partner. Rene went to gather her equipment and by the time she returned a very specific vampire was lounging on the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Tolf Ты i would get somethingpostes this weekend, RL.
The steady hoofbeats were a rockstar’s drum set in the boy’s ears as he rode through the silent forest. The only other thing he could hear was the pounding of his own сердце in his ears. The deafening noise made it even еще difficult to focus on making a distinction between the silhouettes of the trees and the shadows cast by the moon’s light through the branches.
They should have beaten the sun to the horizon, but the night had been too fast, even for the Arabian-quarter horse.
Aleksander leaned even further вперед over the horse’s...
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posted by khanna266
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
 Matt new to Gotham city
Matt new to Gotham city
posted by SilverWings13
This became a lot darker then I meant it to.. Which should just be my Слоган for my writing. Also meant to finish and post this two days ago. All well. BTW, if Ты don't immediately recognize the name, "Whisper," this will make so much еще sense to Ты if Ты read these quick one-shots first:
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Thank you, and enjoy!


Setting: Hudson River. Gotham City. 12:36 EST. March 3, 2014.
19 years to the день of the birth of the late Maevis de Vent, a.k.a. Whisper

The beam if the flashlight guided Aleksander down slope of loose rocks and damp soil. When he finally made it to the bank if the river,...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Just to fill in 'cos it's been awhile since I posted. blade got stabbed in the arm with some needle thing with weird serum in it and blacked out.. now VOILA!))

There was always three of us.
Then there was a gunshot.
Suddenly, there was only two.
Who knew a single bullet could tear apart a family.
Who knew I could tear apart a family.


~

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't breathe, at all. I tried to to suck in a breath but no air came. My lungs refused to work. Why couldn't I breathe? It was completely black, I couldn't pry my eyes open. Where was I? There was no water, no air, no nothing. It was...
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 A Goatrider
A Goatrider
( Oke, the archives of morte will be a series of Статьи in whist I will describe everything Thad has to do whit the lore of teyrions world thad I am creating truw this archives and further story's to come.)

Origin of the Riders:
The goatriders were a small group of bandits who fleeing fore the law ended up in the Kingdom of Morte were they advantly were couth by a patrol of King Tyrion Blackwell, the bandits feared fore tere lives expecting to be killed fore there crimes.
But Tyrion seeing Thad the bandits only украл, палантин to keep themselves and tere family's alive made them a offer, if they would...
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Jeremy Thompson

Alias: Jet Stream

Age:18

Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin and tall.

Personality: he takes a leadership role in situations and tries his best to do right for those around him. he is accepting to everyone, nice ,caring, protective of the ones he loves.

Relationship: cousin to Bentley, dating Tori

Powers/Skills:he has all the combat skills he grew up learning, he still has the hooks he uses in combat. creating a small burst of speed only really used for get aways или sneak attacks and can create smoke when he does his small burst of speed. He can also create a fire...
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posted by Mclovin_69
I suppose in most cases it's easier to try to let go of the things that happen to Ты instead of having them linger in the back of your mind. But it never is easy to forgive and accept is it?. Most stories go the same, traumatizing things happen to you, Ты lose something dear to you, или Ты feel pity for yourself and people Ты care about around you. Ты may wonder do I have a pity for others? Sadly I don't feel that way towards many people nowadays, Do I pity myself?, I feel as if I've done that too much for it to matter anymore.

A sigh escaped my lips as I made my way down a dim lighted street...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
"Suavemente, besame que quiero sentir tus labios besandome otra vez......" Suavemente one of the most famous spanish song sung by Elvis Crespo was now playing loud into their ears as feet and waist moved to the beat.

Everyone knew that Becca and Phoebe were two girls that had good sense of rhythm and could dance to any and every song that played on a stereo. But just for a fun Nic, Aryess and Megan had made the Друзья challenge each other to a dance off. Since both girls were good deciding the best would be tough so they challenge each other for their stamina.

Nic , Aryess and Megan watched...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
((Its long I know but please read to the end and thank Ты Discord for help with the Название I just look for a synonym XD))

It was happening again that memory, that horrible memory, haunting him another night. The heavy breathing, the sudden crashes, and the sound of pain pounding into his head.
Then that scream, that woman's scream, the scream of torture and fright, the one that made every hair on his body stood up. Its high pitch and a hellish bang that came after and synced with it, dampening the air with death and fear. It played out as it did eight and a half years ago. The moments that changed...
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posted by Robin_Love
When he awoke for the секунда time, he thought of a million things, coherency streaming his mind and starting the engines of his very unique brain. Out of the millions and millions of streaming thoughts, he pulled out three and processed them:
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third Вопрос brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
Kaya walked cautiously through the hallway tunnel, her steps were light while her hands were placed firmly around the weapon that had kept her in the game this long. Yes, a game of paintball suggested to be played by all of the young Герои that were bored out of their minds, since no missions were somehow not being given.

She came to the end of the tunnel leaning against one of the Стена spying into the kitchen. There she saw Jaivus and Rene in their own little paintball war. Jaivus behind the counter and Rene behind the sofa. She smirked, aiming her paintball gun.

First shot, The paint connected...
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So, it didn't turn out how I was originally going to write it, but it still works, I guess. So, enjoy!

"How do Ты play this?"

"Lizzy, it's simple. Just take these balloons, that are filled with water, and throw them at people when the walk in!"

"Isn't that mean Ashley?"

"No, it's fun!"

"Oh... Okay!" The two of them hid behind the couch, a large bucket of water balloons beside them. Suddenly, they heard heels clacking against the floor.

"Get ready," Ashley whispered to Elizabeth, "someone's coming." The blue haired girl handed the ghost a water balloon, carefully so she wouldn't drop it; and then...
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"So this....is the under...stan...ding you...and Que....en...Beet...le have." Honesty forced out as Frostbite squeezed his throat even tighter, She chuckled, "Alanna doesn't know I'm her daughter."
Snowflake laid on the floor groaning in pain but was in a bit of shock as she gazed upon the Золото hair creature. Honesty's face turned a deep red as he tried to chuckle but gasped and coughed for air.
"You сказал(-а) before that I had no idea who I was dealing with, but I have to admire you're a pretty good fighter." with that сказал(-а) she released his neck and the boy hit the floor. He went on all-fours as...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Listen to this in another tab или whatever while Чтение (; link))

When I woke it up, I had two things crawling around in my head.

One: I felt hollow, as if a part of me was missing. Almost like someone took me and cut me in half, emptied my body of all it's contents then sewed me up. My fingers dug into the sheets as I sat up, straight, the room becoming familiar. Red velvet curtains hung in front of the window, blocking out all but the smallest rays of light. The silk sheets, I clung to, were smooth and the color of lust itself, it was the same for the walls and carpet. Cool wood filled the...
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