For Fang

She was running along the street, a blur to all. She did a few tricks over cars, going too fast for any one to appreciate them. She laughed, enjoying her fun. She skidded to a stop when she saw a blonde haired boy in a black trench пальто running away. She looked at him for a minute. Why was he running? She raced towards him.
“Hey softie!” she yelled teasingly.
The boy stopped, turning to her. He scowled.
“Shut up Erin!”
She stopped in front of him.
“Awww! C'mon Terror! I was just playing!”
“I don't give a care. Leave me alone!”
Terror turned to leave, but Erin grabbed his wrist. A...

Name: Casey Reynolds

Hero Name: None

Powers: Levitation

Appearance: Green hair, green eyes, 5' 8", thin, small tattoo on left shoulder

Personality: Friendly, hard-working, еще of a leader than a follower, focused, loves to smile

Hero Outfit: Black tank вверх and black skinny pants, silver utility belt, white gloves

Civvies: dark green turtleneck, jean shorts

History: Was a secret agent for SHEILD and quit, then she started to become еще of a "nighttime" vigilante. One night she bumped with Superman, who was impressed with what she could do and convinced Бэтмен to let her in on the team. She has no...

( so just to be clear this Статья is gaping in Болталка places in the series but will eventually catch up to that point okay just to make sure Ты guys understand )

( Basim Island 10:23 PM March 5th)

" so what are we suppost to do just ignnore her Bentely? " Lucas asked Bentley," yes, Just ignore her.... " Bentley muttered and turned around beggining to walk away, Blade and Lucas looked at eachother and followed Bentley ignoring her, A evil smirk spread across her face " so your Bentley......my favourite prisioner always mentioned you....." she said, Bentley stopped dead cold in his steps and...

I flopped down on the диван, мягкий уголок in the lounge. I had been pacing across the room for the past forty-eight minutes, waiting for the Team to get back. I stretched my legs out, propping them up on the table, bored out of my mind. How much longer would they be? It was almost midnight, 11:52 to be exact, and they had been gone since 7:30. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have the power to gauge time, it only made everything seem longer.

This happened a lot. Ever since the Team had so grudgingly accepted me as a new member, I was deemed too weak and inexperienced to Присоединиться them on important missions. I resented...

Full Name: Andrew Collins

Nicknames: Andy, Allie, A-man.

Age: 15

Aliases: Aurum

Identity: Secret to anyone but his family and the Justice League.

Nationality: American

Relatives:
Father: Damon Collins, brooding, grumpy 51-year-old who disapproves of anything involving superpowers или inhuman abilities. He left his family when he became aware of Andrew’s powers.
Mother: Macey Collins, 47, stressed business woman who mostly leaves her kids to themselves so that she can work. She loves them but is too busy to take good care of them and be a good mother.
Older brother: Marcel Collins, 17 years, he plays...

I landed near the Brother Hood’s building. I walked in, walking up the stairs. I threw open the doors. Blob was sitting on the couch, Toad on his head, Avalanche was sitting in an arm chair watching Телевидение and Quicksilver was playing pool.
“Domino, didn’t expect to see Ты here again“Quicksilver stated
“Domino couldn’t make it, sorry. She sent me instead” I snarled, charging a card. I threw it on the billiards таблица and it exploded in Pietro’s face. I glared at him.
“You three-“ I gestured to Toad, Blob and Avalanche “-scram. I have some business with Quicksilver”...

I glared at him.
“You’ll never get Ответы that way” I сказал(-а) lazily.
“Where is Gambit?” he demanded. I kept my mouth shut. He raised his hand to slap me. As he went to land the blow, my hair snapped up and caught his wrist.
“So, are Ты going to untie me now?” I asked as I twisted his wrist. He yelled out some nasty words. A dark figure entered. It knocked the man out. It un-tied my hands and shoulders. I easily zapped off the ropes on my ankles. I stood up and saw an older boy with brown hair a blue eyes standing there, holding a ворона bar.
“Thanks” I nodded
“No problem” he...

She closed her eyes against the darkness. There was no way around it. She was useless here.
Why do Ты stay when Ты can't help? Go home! She moaned and rolled over on her bed. 3:00 in the morning. She sighed and got up, slipping her uniform on. Screw curfew! I'll never get to sleep. She walked out of the mountain, not caring about the chilling rain. She walked into town. She knew it would be inactive. But that was better. She wanted it that way. Walking towards a building still open, she played around with the trench пальто on her back, hiding the weapons on her. She entered the bar grudgingly....

She moved her wrists around, concentrating. Her head hung, but her mind was focused. Her companion was staring at the crystallized figure.
“I can't believe that happened.”
She сказал(-а) nothing.
“Devin...she's gone, Bec.”
She shut her eyes.
“How could we not help her?”
“We did, Erin.”
“How? We LET her get turned to crystal!!! Fang's going to kill us if we get out of here!”
“Not necessarily. While her body is stuck, her astrial form is free.”
“So?”
Becca laughed a little.
“Let's just say the calvary is coming.”
It was silent before Erin let out a laugh.
“Oh jeez! Them? Seriously?...

"recognized Bullet B08" the computerized voice rang out as Bullet stormed into the cave.
"How was the mission" Nightwing asked.
"perfect" bullet сказал(-а) angrily.
"what went wrong"
"nothing!" bullet shouted. His helmet, with it's now broken an blood splattered visor, morphed into glasses and his torn armor into normal cloths.
Nightwing followed bullet into his room "what went wrong" he asked again.
Bullet sat down. "nothing went wrong" he сказал(-а) "the mission was a success"
"good" Nightwing сказал(-а) "head to the infirmary and get yourself cleaned up"
"I'm fine" bullet said
"are Ты sure" Nightwing replied "your...

((I was to lazy to switch accounts))
Here. I made a Fin/Bruce bonding fic one-shot thing, so.... >.<
Just read and tell me what Ты think.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME, I JUST KINDA SCREWED THE Название UP.

Tears flooded down her eyes, crystal blue and wide in shock. She looked down at her chest and felt the world slow to a near stop as a Золото flash entered her back and came out as a bullet. It trailed red and that soon became the only color Fin could see-- red. The red of her own blood seeping down the the front of her dress. The red that stained the snow below her feet, that coated...

I finally got around to doing this, it completely slipped my mind to actually Загрузить it. Ты get a songfic at the end, but for t to make sense just read the info.
-YJTTFAN
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Name: Cleo
Alias: Phantom
Status: Not a hero или villain. еще like a freelancer
Age: 15
Hair Color: Very light brown almost blonde
Eye Color: Green
Body Type: Fit
Race: Ghost
Powers: She’s a ghost -.-. Ability to become intangible, energy blasts, flight/levitation, invisibility, ability to give anyone else ghost abilities for a few minutes.
Costume: Whatever civi clothes she is wearing plus a black hood.
Past;

Cleo:...

"Anyone get this odd feeling that were being watched?" Korran slowly followed the group around Waverly Sanatorium. Fang and Terror were in the front followed by Korran, Delta, Aisling, and Infinity. Eclipse and Silverwings were looking around "Ghost hunting" Lyla, Dom, and Gunfire were following slowly, but surely. 
"Well this place is one the most haunted places in the world. So your probably being watched, right. this. very. second." Fang said, not turning around. Terror let out a small chuckle and Korran squealed,
"Don't say that! I don't like Ghost!" Delta screamed and turned around to Lyla,...

Well, it's been awhile since we did this, huh?

What, me ranting and Ты just recording the bullshit that escapes my mouth? If yes, then yes, it has been awhile. 

Lively as usual, so apparently Ты receive a challenge from the "Red Hood." Who isn't Jason, by the way, but an OC. Anyways, tell me what do Ты think of it.

What the hell is an OC, is it оранжевый County или something? Over Cooked, Oppressed Cock, Only Candy.. YOLO? 

YOLO, Ты Obviously Lack Originality. Right, an OC is abbreviation for Original Character. An OC is a fan-made character for a series или a character for an original story....

“So, Alfred сказал(-а) Ты wanted to Показать me some things?” I said
“Yes. First, some questions. How did Ты get into the cave?” Dad asked
“I followed a boy in a knee length cape in through a telephone booth” I explained
“Yes, but only Justice League and Young Justice Members are allowed in” Dad pointed out.
“Maybe it thought I was a kid version of mom” I shrugged
“Okay, секунда question, do Ты have any powers aside from flight?” he asked
“I’m super strong. Also, if I were to take off my перчатка, перчатки and touch any of Ты right now, not only would I gain all your powers, but Ты would...

Downtown Gotham. 5 weeks before Lylas death.

We were playig cat and мышь on a cloudy day. Fang was flying above us, he was close to our mouse, yet it kept slipping away. Aisling close behind me as I caught up with Fang. Sil was at my left hand as she passed me. As soon as I was close I had remembered. I smacked my face at the thought. I have powers duh. and appeared right were my prey was. I grabbed his-no, scratch that- her arm. And as I slowed to a stop, so did she. But her breathing wasnt heavy. My god Im exasted but she didnt even put a dent in her cardio
"I didnt do anything." She said...