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posted by SilverWings13
I realize how crummy my first bio of my OC was, so I've decided to rewrite it.

Occupation: Heroin in training- Team Young Justice
Alter-Ego: Aryess Weston aka Ary
Personality: mature for her age, but often acts like a kid to keep up the good mood; trustworthy though doesn't trust many others; very friendly unless she feels threatened; stubborn.
Age: 14
Description: 5'5"; fair hair; light gray eyes; always wears her angel-charm nacklace; two tatuajes (one on left shoulder, one on lower back, both hidden from view).
Skills: no super powers, cuchillo handling, martial arts, calle fighting, mild acrobatics, espionage, pick-pocketing, "charming" people (sweet-talking/ besar up).
Hero Uniform: dark jeans, gray tank-top, black leather chaqueta w/ gray fabric sleeves and hood, gray mask, gray and black fingerless gloves, black light-weight combat boots (sensing the color scheme, yet?), hidden blade on left wrist, arm sheath, cuchillo cinturón, correa (all blades hidden from view), wears hair in braid.
History: When Ary was seven her parents died in a house fire, her brother and her escaped and mover to Gotham, leaving people to believe they had perished along with her parents. With Deamian, her brother, working so often in order to sustain him and his little sis, Ary often got herself into trouble with gangs and took up the identity of SilverWings to protect herself. When Dae was 19 he became an intern at Wayne Labs. A few months later he began working at Cadmus. He is now missing. Silver became part of the team after her Dae went missing (see Silver Wings Intro) and continues to buscar for him.
Notes: Ary has an eidetic memory (meaning she remembers everything she hears, reads, and sees perfectly).
She has a segundo team- más of a rag-tag squad- and she often goes on side missions with them.
Aryess keeps her alter-ego a secret por wearing sunglasses when not in uniform.
The crimson and black clad vigilante made his way into the kitchen. cerveza and cerveza as far as one could see. Crusty sandwiches, empty potato chip bags littered the room. Revenge bent over to look for something when he heard a slight whimpering sound from the siguiente room. He wasn't prepared for a dog.

When Revenge walked into the room, he saw Melody sitting on the couch. Her anterior skimpy maid costume was gone. She was covered in an untied bathrobe. Her brown hair was damp, clinging to her shoulders. Revenge walked over to the window and looked at her. A sudden bolt of lightning flashed behind...
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What Matters is the fifth book in the Red Revenge/DC Comics crossover series. It will be published January 5, 2013 on Fanfiction.net ONLY.



Scene 1:
"...what appears to have been an excellent night of crime-fighting for the hero Red Revenge. According to early police reports, over 300 criminals have been arrested tonight, all bloody and battered from a confrontation with Red Revenge. The Black Hero made his way from the reconstruction of Grant Tower to the Bronx. A five mile trip that appears to have been highly successful."

"But is Red Revenge breaking the law? Is he endangering the citizens of...
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"Are tu sure?" acebo asked, slipping on her boots.

"No choice." Sam growled. acebo had noticed the Black Hero was back to his normal dark, brooding self. He continued slipping on his body armor.

"Well what about me?" Becca asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"Stay here." Revenge said.

Becca was shell-shocked for a moment before becoming enraged. "Why not?"

"It's too dangerous."

"Says you."

"It's at a highly unstable nuclear power plant!"

"So?"

"So it leaks radiation like a bottle with holes in it!"

"My body can handle radiation!"

"This radiation is higher than Chernobyl!"

Becca paused for a second....
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ARNING:

This Fanfiction has been rated "M" for Mature. Reader's Discretion is advised. Extreme Violence, adult language & content, sexual content, debatable actions por characters, public trauma, extreme cussing, and other questionable events will occur. It is highly suggested that viewers younger than fifteen do not read this. It is also the author's suggestion that if anyone of any age feels offended por any of the content mentioned above, that they do not read it.

NOTE:

This fanfiction was originally delayed two weeks due to the tragic shootings in Aurora, Colorado. Events in this fanfiction...
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posted by SilverWings13
“Aryess?”
The handmaid, stormy grey eyes, fair untamed locks that had escaped their bun falling in her face, turned from the cutting board and sliced veggies toward the gentle, commanding voice that had called her name. “The princess requests your presence.”
Aryess nodded, curtsied, and walked past the young, dark haired butler to the servant’s staircase. She exchanged a glance with him, a momentary flicker of reassurance in his deep ashy eyes before she entered the dim lit stairwell. Aryess blamed the musty, oppressing air and the steep climb as the fuente of the persperation accumulating...
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posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The naranja jumpsuit he wore was little más than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. tu have refused to give us any information...
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What Could Have Been...

(AN: Yah, here's my halloween Special. I thought it was different than what other people would expect from me. Besides, I need to do something happy. Cheers!)

--SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT-- 



New York City
October 31st, 18:03 EST
2035 A.D.
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"Mom?" 

"Yes honey?"

"Are tu coming trick-or-treating?" 

Holly glanced back through the bedroom at Sam who shook his head before pointing to his watch.

"No, I'm sorry Lily. I'd amor to come but daddy and I have a very...important errand to run." 

"Okay..." The light haired girl frowned. Her hair was somewhere...
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posted by The_Writer
"Price to Pay"

"All units, murder suspect on fifth and third proceeding north on foot. Pursuing. Require backup. Suspect is heavily armed and protected. Female, mid-twenties. White hair, black clothes, sword and possible body armor." the radio crackled.

"Let's go." Revenge said, flooring the gas pedal.

"Police Unit 224 this is Police Chief Draxx, stand por for backup."

"I'm already on my way, Draxx." Revenge said.

"I know, I was talking about the helicopter backup I was sending." Draxx paused. "You know this person?"

"Doubtful. I haven't met anyone with that descripción wearing body armor and carrying...
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Revenge started towards the Bat-Wing, but batman turned and held up a hand.

"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. superman nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.

"You can't come." batman stated plainly.

"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.

"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade tu from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."

"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.

"The girl likes tu too much."

"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.

"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants tu to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like tu right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."

"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."

"Don't ask for too many sweets." batman warned.

"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.

batman smirked and boarded the Batwing.

"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
Megan stared at the papers that were on the table, she picked up the Daily Planet, and opened up to a misceláneo section in the paper. Her eyes bugged out. Harley’s picture was in it. She wore a skimpy bikini, blue with red polka dots. Large sunglasses, her hair had grown back to its normal length that they were all used to. She held a drinking glass, that held a red colored drink. Megan almost coughed up her cereal, when Superboy walked in. He strode over to her ad smacked her as lightly as he could on the back, hand tingling as he touched her. “You okay M’gann?” Megan nodded, “Yeah,...
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“Are tu sure this will work?” asked superman and Skylar repeatedly. batman was getting annoyed, “I’m sure.” and turned his back on the men cargando... Harley in a testing tube into S.T.A.R. Labs Van. They were lucky they had sedated her, o she would have gone into a rage. She hated test tubes as much as Superboy hated Pods and monkeys. Mr. Arleta came to superman and batman looking at a clipboard, “We have all the data, and she’s loaded in, Wayne Corps. has donated to the cause of bringing Harley back. Quite a generous donation too. Ten thousand dollars. And the Daily Planet, has...
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posted by Robin_Love
She woke to a strange murmur, like that of a buzzing crowd. She had expected them both the night before. She hadn't been disappointed. Now she dressed for the day, slipping on her sunglasses. Making sure her weapons were in place, she opened the door. She could hear talking, an occasional shout, and a hint of growled out threat. She walked closer, this time hearing her name.
“What's going on?”
Everything stopped. All eyes were on her as she stood in the doorway.
“Well?”
She walked further in, heading over to Alek. He was in front of the team, looking worried rather than his usual calm...
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posted by Mclovin_69
He layed asleep on the sofá his eyes closed lightly and his breathing shallow and gentle. She walked in in her tight blue jeans and a violeta long sleeved camisa, camiseta with her combat boots and her eyes fixed on him, her lips surpressed a smile watching him. She walked over and sat across from him on the coffee mesa, tabla and gentley brushed his hair out of his face and ran her hand down his cheek, he didnt awaken from his slumber. She watched him in intrest, he looked so relaxed and defenseless as he slept, she tilted her head to the side staring at him still. Never would she see him like this when he...
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posted by Robin_Love
He stood before her in the complete darkness. His eyes pierced hers as she looked at him. She had expected him. She knew he would come.
“You did not come when I asked.”
“You are correct.”
He watched her, but she showed no emotion where he was concerned.
“You disobeyed me. And after all I've done.”
“You couldn't save them yet tu gave me no warning.”
“You are lucky. I admire your fiery spirit.”
“Luck is not the word.”
“Quite true. Be relieved I don't harm you.”
“That's a threat.”
They stared at each other for the el espacio of several minutes. He moved closer, tilting her her...
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Muahahahahahahaha!!!





Fang struggled against the ducktape that bound his hands behind his back. We were in the bathroom, Fang was propped up against the wall. He looked at eleven año old me.
"Mel! Let me go!" He shouted. I only giggled.
"Not untill I get your eyebrows!" I said, smirking, holding up the strip of cloth. His eyes widened. I giggled evily. Fang struggled even more.
"No! Dont touch my eyebrows!" He yelled, struggling, growling. I pulled the stick, half covered in sticky, hot wax, out of the bowl. Then spread it on two strips of cloth.
"Mel! Dont tu dare!" He said. I giggled more, then...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
“I know where they’re taking us.” Jamie dicho with his eyes closed.
“Where?” Lexi looked up at her brother,
“The School.” Jaime didn’t mover from his peace of mind,
“How do you?!” Lexi gave her brother a odd look.
“I can read minds.”
“Since when?!”
“Since always.” Jaime opened one eye, “Why?”
“You lied! tu dicho tu didn’t have any powers!”
“I never dicho that.”
“BULLSH-T tu NEVER dicho THAT!” Lexi raised her voice,
“Temper sister dear. I simply told them I didn’t know.” Jaime sat relaxed, ignoring his sisters’ temper.
“You lied to our parents...
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The valet opened the door and Samuel Grant stepped out of the limo with Barbara Gordon.

Grant was wearing a typical tuxedo. His hair was combed and pasted to his head, he had his charming smile back, and slipped his arm around Barbara’s.

Barbara looked absolutely magnificent. She was dressed in a sparkling black dress. The back was open in a “V” and the neckline was a few inches from her shoulders. The dress stopped halfway down the lower portion of her leg which the visible section was covered with the long, fancy patter on her high-heeled boot. Her red hair was slightly curled, but still...
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The following excerpt contains major spoilers for the finale of Divided We Fall. If tu wish to read the book with no spoilers, please exit this page. tu have been warned.
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New York City
June 18, 08:09 EST
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Sam groaned and rolled over. He didn’t find Holly. Sam slowly sat up, looking around for his girlfriend. This was strange, acebo never got up before him. Sam rolled out of cama and tried to flatten his hair before pulling on a túnica, albornoz and walking into the living room. He was about to start worrying...
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posted by Mclovin_69
She placed a warm towell on the little girls forehead and sat on the coffee mesa, tabla across from the sofá staring at her sadly, " Sil maybe tu should go relax..." he said, she turned to Bentley and sighed " what if she doesnt wake up..what if she doesnt have parents...." she muttered out. Bentley looked at Aryess and sighed " go relax please....we'll figure this out.. " he muttered, she let out a shaken breath and stood up walking over to him " if i couldnt relax last night what makes tu think i can now... " Aryess gazed up at him with tired eyes. Bentley sighed and looked at her not knowing...
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A sharp knocking came at the door. Artemis jerked awake from Wally’s shoulder and looked up. “I’ll get it babe.”

The blonde stood up and slid on the túnica, albornoz she had laying over the back of the couch. Artemis walked out of the bedroom and through the living room before opening the door. A man in Bermuda shorts and a hawaiin camisa, camiseta stood outside the door. A low straw hat hid his features, but he was deathly pale.

“Hello,” Artemis said, somewhat nervously.
“Hello, Miss Grant.” The almost sinister voice came.

“This is Miss West.” Artemis replied.

A small chuckle. “I’m looking...
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