He stumbled, falling to the ground. Dark energy pulsed all around. He pushed himself back up, ignoring the pain flowing through him. He'd been gone less than a день and already was having issues. He fell again, this time staying down.
“Would Ты like some company?”
He rolled onto his back.
“Yeah.”
His scythe flashed white and then transformed. Her long blonde hair fell down past her knees, her cat like ears placed on the side of her head. She looked at him with her large red eyes. She was dressed all in black, the red accents drawing your eyes everywhere. She smiled at him.
“Hello master.”
“Hey Freya.”
“We've been traveling. Where are we?”
“Soria.”
“For the shield?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why have we stopped?”
“I need a rest.”
She nodded and came close to him. He smiled at her.
“Is there anything I can do for you, Master?”
“Not unless Ты can make the pain go away.”
“Where does it hurt?”
“All over. Mostly my back and wings.”
“Would Ты roll over?”
He groaned and she let out a laugh.
“How am I to help Ты if Ты won't let me?”
“Fine.”
He rolled over and she placed her hands on his back gently.
“May I remove your jacket?”
He groaned again but let her. She told him to open his wings and he did.
“Thank Ты Master.”
“Whatever.”
She smiled and her hands worked on his back and his wings. Dylan closed his eyes, relaxing.
“Why do Ты work so hard, Master? Aren't there others who can fix the shield?”
“No, Freya. All are too scared.”
“What about you?”
“I'm not scared. I'm petrified. If the Shadows get out, Earth will not survive.”
Freya leaned down and kissed his cheek.
“My Master is the bravest Shadow member there is!”
“Not the bravest, Freya.”
“Yes he is!”
Dylan shook his head.
“Whatever Ты say Freya.”
“Whatever I say?”
“...sure.”
He rolled over to look at her. She was looking at him and the hands that had been on his back now rested on his chest.
“Master...never replace me.”
Dylan blinked. He knew Freya inside and out. She was his weapon, his friend and he was her master. But he had never thought she would say that. Most weapons would have asked for their freedom. But Freya had obviously not chosen that.
“You don't want to be free, Freya?”
She shook her head, her blonde hair whipping around.
“No. I want to stay with Master Dylan. I want to protect Master Dylan. I never want Master Dylan to be hurt. I Любовь Master.”
She came close, resting her head on his. She looked into his eyes.
“Does Master Любовь Freya?”
Dylan looked at her, eyes wide. He knew for a weapon to Любовь it's Master meant undying loyalty to death. Not the kind of Любовь he felt for Phoebe. And it was rare for a weapon to say that.
“Freya, I do Любовь you. And I'm not going to replace you.”
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Freya feels happy. Does Freya have a family?”
“Freya, you'll always have a family with me.”
“Would Ты like some company?”
He rolled onto his back.
“Yeah.”
His scythe flashed white and then transformed. Her long blonde hair fell down past her knees, her cat like ears placed on the side of her head. She looked at him with her large red eyes. She was dressed all in black, the red accents drawing your eyes everywhere. She smiled at him.
“Hello master.”
“Hey Freya.”
“We've been traveling. Where are we?”
“Soria.”
“For the shield?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why have we stopped?”
“I need a rest.”
She nodded and came close to him. He smiled at her.
“Is there anything I can do for you, Master?”
“Not unless Ты can make the pain go away.”
“Where does it hurt?”
“All over. Mostly my back and wings.”
“Would Ты roll over?”
He groaned and she let out a laugh.
“How am I to help Ты if Ты won't let me?”
“Fine.”
He rolled over and she placed her hands on his back gently.
“May I remove your jacket?”
He groaned again but let her. She told him to open his wings and he did.
“Thank Ты Master.”
“Whatever.”
She smiled and her hands worked on his back and his wings. Dylan closed his eyes, relaxing.
“Why do Ты work so hard, Master? Aren't there others who can fix the shield?”
“No, Freya. All are too scared.”
“What about you?”
“I'm not scared. I'm petrified. If the Shadows get out, Earth will not survive.”
Freya leaned down and kissed his cheek.
“My Master is the bravest Shadow member there is!”
“Not the bravest, Freya.”
“Yes he is!”
Dylan shook his head.
“Whatever Ты say Freya.”
“Whatever I say?”
“...sure.”
He rolled over to look at her. She was looking at him and the hands that had been on his back now rested on his chest.
“Master...never replace me.”
Dylan blinked. He knew Freya inside and out. She was his weapon, his friend and he was her master. But he had never thought she would say that. Most weapons would have asked for their freedom. But Freya had obviously not chosen that.
“You don't want to be free, Freya?”
She shook her head, her blonde hair whipping around.
“No. I want to stay with Master Dylan. I want to protect Master Dylan. I never want Master Dylan to be hurt. I Любовь Master.”
She came close, resting her head on his. She looked into his eyes.
“Does Master Любовь Freya?”
Dylan looked at her, eyes wide. He knew for a weapon to Любовь it's Master meant undying loyalty to death. Not the kind of Любовь he felt for Phoebe. And it was rare for a weapon to say that.
“Freya, I do Любовь you. And I'm not going to replace you.”
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Freya feels happy. Does Freya have a family?”
“Freya, you'll always have a family with me.”
Name: Shade
Occupation: Hero
Secret ID: Gwen Thermopiles
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair, Золото eyes, tall and willowy.
Powers: Can make her self invisible and can make very strong force fields.
Hero costume: Black and silver unitard, silver utility belt, black gloves that can hold a holographic computer, and black boots.
Civvies: Blue shirt, purple jacket, quarter pant blue jeans and Nike баскетбол shoes.
Personality: Bold, Strong and can sometimes be a bit shifty.
Past: Past is unknown.
Occupation: Hero
Secret ID: Gwen Thermopiles
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair, Золото eyes, tall and willowy.
Powers: Can make her self invisible and can make very strong force fields.
Hero costume: Black and silver unitard, silver utility belt, black gloves that can hold a holographic computer, and black boots.
Civvies: Blue shirt, purple jacket, quarter pant blue jeans and Nike баскетбол shoes.
Personality: Bold, Strong and can sometimes be a bit shifty.
Past: Past is unknown.
Name: McKenzie Styles
Alias: Nudge
Occupation: Villain
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Powers: Flight (wings), telekinesis, ability to inflict a mental illusion of burning pain, expert hacker, experct gunsman, Posses some magic, superspeed, superstrength, perfect vision, and great hearing
Past: Created as a experiment just like Fang, Nudge escaped at the age of 9 along with Max, Izzy, The Gasman, Angel, and Kylie. She traveled wherever Fang went, except when it came to dealing with Seraphs. Nudge was a hero, until her powers spiraled and went out of control. Turning her eyes completely red.
Notes: -Nudge has a 10 год old brother named Keaton
-Nudge has long hair in civvies and short hair in villain
-She is part vampire
-Nudge now has black bat wings.
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control огонь and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever Ты want
Appearance: long оранжевый hair (now tied up in either a ponytail или pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
1: Tell Me Im Bubbly
2: Tell Me Fang Loves Me
3: Fang Pokes me. :P
4: Say Gadge Is Wierd.
5: Say Im Wierd
6: Take Away My Icecream.
7: Say I Cant Go On A Mission Because Im Pregnant
8: Poke Me And Run Away Screaming
9: Poke me
10: Poke me While Eating A Hot Dog.
(You get the point :P)
11: Say Fang Is Goth
12: Lock Me In A розовый Room
13: Threaten Devin
14: Poke Fang
15: Rip Me Off
16: Threaten My Friends
17: Die My Hair
18: Let Me Sleep On The Floor
19: Ты Keep попкорн Away From Me
And Finally, The One Thing That Will Get Ты Killed
20: Take Away My Pistol(AND DIE)
I am going to regret this