"Blade?" His voice was stuck in his throat. Before him stood the girl he loved. She stared; her red orbs beyond vibrant, as her platinum hair drapped just below her shoulders, obviously grown out since he last saw her.
Since he last saw her?
The last time he saw her: She had blood-sucking fangs in place of canines.
The last time he saw her: She breathed the last ounce of air in her lungs to tell him,""I Любовь you.."
The last time he saw her: She died, and from then on, the only thing that was left of her was the harsh guilt sitting in his heart.
But now? Now she was in front of him, arms around his neck, face buried in his shoulder. This was a dream. A spell Becca conjured up to get back at him for some reason или another.
That was it. "A spell" he told himself. Oh, he was, definitely, going to get back at the black haired witch for doing something so...cruel.
The thing was, could Becca stoop this low? Toying with his emotions? He didn't even think Serpta, Bec's sister, could pull a stunt as vile as this.
"Terror?" A voice snapped him from his dark thoughts, and he blinked, feeling tears threaten to fall. This was wrong... all wrong. Quickly, he broke from the hug and swallowed the razor blade caught in his throat, thinking over his response.
"You were dead..." he muttered, correcting the "were" with "are". Terror didn't allow her opened mouth to confess another word as he continued,"I saw Ты die, Blade..."
Again, he swallowed razors, and at that moment: Fear crept into him.
Fear.
The emotion he could give или take away, being the demon he was.
Blade's eyes widened as confusion etched itself in every detail of her face,"Terror, what're Ты talking about?"
The new sensation of fear was extinguished and replaced with anger,"Do Ты think this is funny?"
"Wha- No!"
"Blade, I saw Ты in that glass box! I watched Ты fall to the floor!! I witnessed the light from your eyes fade. It has been six months, two of which I spent looking for you, the other four I have sat here, hollow. Now Ты just Показать up out of no where. If this is some kind of sick joke, cut it out, now!"
"Oh, Terror..." her hand rested on his chest and she went on," It's me, I swear. I never died. I've been the whole time. Ты were gone for six months and never told me why."
That was only half true. After that day, four months ago, he went away, only speaking briefly with Dylan, Cat, Becca, and the others. A heavy weight had taken over his heart, and though he killed every vampire he laid eyes on... nothing filled the void. But he never stopped: for her, so the fact she accused him of being gone made his anger ample. Terror kept the boiling temper underneath him as he spoke,"Proof..."
"What?"
"I want proof you're real; that Ты aren't an illusion."
Courageously, the girl held up her hand; Показ off the silver ring wrapped around her finger. A bright cluster of rubies decorated the band while she slowly turned it.
His blue eyes kept stern and he muttered,"I need еще proof.. anyone can just make a ring."
The blonde girl nodded as she bit down on her lip, thinking up a good price of proof to Показать she was real.
Then it hit her,"Okay.. come here.."
Terror leaned вперед and Blade let her lips meet his neck, softly, before whispering his, real, name. The secret diminished as she pulled away, the faint smile on her face reflecting his.
"So you're real..?" Leaning вперед her scooped her up and hugged her, squeezing any words she planned to let escape be caged back in. "Blade, you'll never be hurt again.. no one will ever hurt you.."
"Ever...?" Her voice was coated with innocence,
"Never ever, I promise.." Terror's fingers curled into Blade's gentle hair, inhaling every aroma she possessed an taking every note of every aspect of her face and body, but still something stood out.
She was missing something ,though.
Something he couldn't finger on it.
Since he last saw her?
The last time he saw her: She had blood-sucking fangs in place of canines.
The last time he saw her: She breathed the last ounce of air in her lungs to tell him,""I Любовь you.."
The last time he saw her: She died, and from then on, the only thing that was left of her was the harsh guilt sitting in his heart.
But now? Now she was in front of him, arms around his neck, face buried in his shoulder. This was a dream. A spell Becca conjured up to get back at him for some reason или another.
That was it. "A spell" he told himself. Oh, he was, definitely, going to get back at the black haired witch for doing something so...cruel.
The thing was, could Becca stoop this low? Toying with his emotions? He didn't even think Serpta, Bec's sister, could pull a stunt as vile as this.
"Terror?" A voice snapped him from his dark thoughts, and he blinked, feeling tears threaten to fall. This was wrong... all wrong. Quickly, he broke from the hug and swallowed the razor blade caught in his throat, thinking over his response.
"You were dead..." he muttered, correcting the "were" with "are". Terror didn't allow her opened mouth to confess another word as he continued,"I saw Ты die, Blade..."
Again, he swallowed razors, and at that moment: Fear crept into him.
Fear.
The emotion he could give или take away, being the demon he was.
Blade's eyes widened as confusion etched itself in every detail of her face,"Terror, what're Ты talking about?"
The new sensation of fear was extinguished and replaced with anger,"Do Ты think this is funny?"
"Wha- No!"
"Blade, I saw Ты in that glass box! I watched Ты fall to the floor!! I witnessed the light from your eyes fade. It has been six months, two of which I spent looking for you, the other four I have sat here, hollow. Now Ты just Показать up out of no where. If this is some kind of sick joke, cut it out, now!"
"Oh, Terror..." her hand rested on his chest and she went on," It's me, I swear. I never died. I've been the whole time. Ты were gone for six months and never told me why."
That was only half true. After that day, four months ago, he went away, only speaking briefly with Dylan, Cat, Becca, and the others. A heavy weight had taken over his heart, and though he killed every vampire he laid eyes on... nothing filled the void. But he never stopped: for her, so the fact she accused him of being gone made his anger ample. Terror kept the boiling temper underneath him as he spoke,"Proof..."
"What?"
"I want proof you're real; that Ты aren't an illusion."
Courageously, the girl held up her hand; Показ off the silver ring wrapped around her finger. A bright cluster of rubies decorated the band while she slowly turned it.
His blue eyes kept stern and he muttered,"I need еще proof.. anyone can just make a ring."
The blonde girl nodded as she bit down on her lip, thinking up a good price of proof to Показать she was real.
Then it hit her,"Okay.. come here.."
Terror leaned вперед and Blade let her lips meet his neck, softly, before whispering his, real, name. The secret diminished as she pulled away, the faint smile on her face reflecting his.
"So you're real..?" Leaning вперед her scooped her up and hugged her, squeezing any words she planned to let escape be caged back in. "Blade, you'll never be hurt again.. no one will ever hurt you.."
"Ever...?" Her voice was coated with innocence,
"Never ever, I promise.." Terror's fingers curled into Blade's gentle hair, inhaling every aroma she possessed an taking every note of every aspect of her face and body, but still something stood out.
She was missing something ,though.
Something he couldn't finger on it.
Name: Jessie Bennett
Likes: Gardening
Best Friend: Joan (Alix Penn)
Loves: Animals
Dislikes: Poaching/Hunting
Worst Habit: Sleeping at her desk
Personal Secret: Is used to hurting herself for the need of others
Избранное Food: Anything Meat-Free (Vegetarian)
Избранное Color: Turquoise или Jade
Code Name: None
Mentor/Inspiration: Poison Ivy
Relations: None
Base of Operations: JLA Headquarters
Personal Home: Garden of Eden
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. или I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did Ты do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started Письмо his Друзья name on the wall. They begged Ты not to go into this. Ты knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged Ты gods sake. I don't get why Ты did it...but I guess Ты made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, Ты felt it was your place, to take that spot. But Ты brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only Ты could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put Ты through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did Ты do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started Письмо his Друзья name on the wall. They begged Ты not to go into this. Ты knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged Ты gods sake. I don't get why Ты did it...but I guess Ты made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, Ты felt it was your place, to take that spot. But Ты brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only Ты could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put Ты through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?