The next...few are kinda....they made me cry Письмо them. A heads up.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned Ты before,” he сказал(-а) in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now Ты will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, Показ off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did еще damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every Переместить he had. His sadness had long назад turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One еще blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where Ты came from! And warn your kind, demon. Далее time Ты enter my domain, I will Показать Ты the same mercy Ты showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned Ты before,” he сказал(-а) in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now Ты will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, Показ off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did еще damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every Переместить he had. His sadness had long назад turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One еще blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where Ты came from! And warn your kind, demon. Далее time Ты enter my domain, I will Показать Ты the same mercy Ты showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
Name: Blake Douglas
Alias: Kid Devil
Age: 16
Occupation: Villain
Powers: Blood bending, acrobatics, hand-to-hand combat
Past:Blake was introduced to crime at the age of 4, when his parents gave into robbing for money. At age 7 Blake joined Riddler in his fight against Batman, at age 9 Blade watched and helped his new teammate Jessica, train. Now, at age 16, Blake hopes for the день that Jess returns to villainous side of humanity.
Other: Riddlers first apprentice
-Keeps a нож in his boot
-Dated Jess before she left.
-DON'T ask him about his Alias...it's a bad idea.
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: By looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...
Gender: female
Species: Tiger
Relationship to team: Harleys pet
Powers:
Super strength, change color from white to orange, Sonic roar, can grow to extreme sizes. agile, all the Tiger like abilities.mental link with Harley within a 5 mile radius.
Note: Doesn't like men. likes other cat girls,and will like guys with Cat DNA , doesn't like Skylar, или any other canine/meta human
Bio:
Harley found the large cat while on a mission in India, where she found it being tortured by men, and receiving experimental drugs to enhance its molecular structure's. Harley saved her, and by accidently touching her while unhooking her, they gained a mental/ telepathic link.