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posted by GlitterPuff
WARNING: This is a bit gory and really, really sad. Just FYI...

    Everywhere she went, he followed her. I'm not following you, he'd say, we're just going to the same place. She knew why he wouldn't leave her alone. He wouldn't let her do it. And he promised that if he was with her, he would stop her. It really ticked her off. It was her own choice, not his. He just didn't agree with it. But none of it mattered. She was going to do it. Tonight. And he wouldn't be able to stop her.

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    "Where are tu going?"

    "Somewhere."

    "Cool! That's where I'm going too!" The purple eyed girl sighed and continued walking down the street, the boy attached to her por the hip. He had a happy smile on his face as they walked, his white hair bouncing from his step. It almost made the girl feel bad for going. Almost though. She had already decided it was tonight. They stopped at a light, waiting for the flashing red hand to turn green and allow them to go."

    "Cassy, why are tu so gloomy today?" The boy looked over at her, trying to get a smile out of her. It didn't work.

    "I'm not 'gloomy' Alex. This is just how I look," she mumbled, clearly frustrated. He immediately sensed that she wasn't in the mood, so he just kept quiet as they continued down the street. In the middle of their silence, droplets of water could be heard crashing onto the pavement. Neither of them changed their emotion, they just ignored the rain soaking them to the core. As they continued walking, the boy peaked his arm through hers so they could walk with linked arms; but Cassiopea removed her arm right away.

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    They walked further and further away from the city, until they began to reach a suburban area. The whole walk over, Alex never asked what she was doing, o where she was going. He just followed her like a lost puppy. The pavement sidewalk began to turn into pebbles and dust and the roads and cars were replaced with césped, hierba and trees. tu could feel the atmospheric change as tu walked out of the polluted city. The girl sniffed the air and smiled a little bit, the sweet scent of flores and rain cleansing her. Unfortunately for her, Alex saw the smile.

    "I knew tu could smile! See, tu aren't always gloomy!" The purple haired being looked over at him, a glare painted on her face.

    "I never dicho I was always gloomy." She continued down the dirt path, walking faster so that he would clearly see she wanted to be alone. He didn't get the message.

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About a half hora later, Cassiopea went up to a log cabin. It was small and homey looking, except for the bulletproof windows. She grabbed a key from her back pocket and stuck it in the doorknob, opening the door. She walked in, and before Alex could as well; she shut the door in his face and locked it.

    "Okay," he yelled. "I'll just wait here."

    The girl sighed. He's just trying to be nice, she thought to herself. He cares about you.

    "Like it matters", she dicho to herself. As soon as a few minutos had passed by, Cass grabbed a few things from around the house, knowing exactly where everything was and how it was going to happen. This night had been planned since her almost crowning, but she had only recently found a place to do it. Alex had greatly interfered with her plans, but this mostrar had to go on.

    From a corner of the cabina she pulled out a small dagger and placed it on the clear and dusty floor. Next, a pistol from a cocina cabinet. And lastly, in a bag hidden deep in the fridge, a poisonous flower. They all laid in a row, in the exact order she had grabbed them. The purple haired girl sat down in front of them, her legs crossed, and began her work.

    Cassiopea un-buttoned the few lower buttons of her shirt, stopping before her breasts, and tied the extra cloth out of the way to reveal her pale stomach. She reached for the dagger, her hand shaking just slightly; but she quickly snapped out of it and firmly held it. Just as she was about to dig it in her stomach, Alex's voice boomed from outside.

    "Hey Cassy? What are tu doing in there?"

     Sighing, she ignored it and stabbed the cuchillo into the spot above her navel, forcing herself not to scream aloud. After the first incision, she cut the shape of a circle, blood pouring from the wound rapidly. Then she grabbed the pistol and placed it in the center of the circle, and slowly pulled the trigger. The shot could be heard everywhere, and it rung inside the boy's ears.

    "Cass!" At once, he began banging on the door, even though he knew she wouldn't get it. So he started to bang the door down. Each time he hit it, the old door would creek and break a little.

    The purple haired girl looked over at the door and quickly grabbed the bag with the flower, while she could still stay sitting up. Holding the stem with the inside of the bag, she forced the head of the flor to sit inside the shotgun wound. As soon as she did it, she collapsed, but she was still awake.

    Immediately after, Alex burst through the door and saw her laying on the floor, the flor shoved inside her.

    "Cass!" He went over to her side and tried to stop the bleeding with his coat, but she put her hand on his.

    "Stop, trying.. To save me," she whispered out, her voice breaking. "It's time for me to go..."

    "No, tu can't. I won't let you!"

    "Alex, it's too late... The poison from the flor has already seeped into my bloodstream. It's, only a matter of minutes... Until I go..." He took his chaqueta and wrapped it around her body, covering the shot wounds. Then picked her up and held her in her arms, holding her close to his chest as he tried not to cry. She smiled a little and managed a small chuckle. Alex looked down at her, mortified that she could laugh now.

    "W-Why are tu laughing?"

    "I'm laughing at you. Because tu still think... tu can save me..." She rose her porcelana hand up to his face and stroked his cheek gently. Carefully, she pulled down his head and kissed his nose.

    "Cass... Please..."

    "Goodbye Alex," she dicho in a final breath, before her body laid limp in his arms.
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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posted by khanna266
Ari stood behind the limber dark árbol *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when tu do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do tu want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish tu a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she dicho surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...
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posted by Robin_Love
This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen más heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind lectura ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters o brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by SilverWingsYJ
SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten minutos later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle por Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she dicho grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate tu for waking...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. tu know that weird feeling in your stomach when tu feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. o tu die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
Name: Weapon X-360 (360 meaning the degree of a perfect circle, deeply meaning ‘Perfect Weapon’)

Occupation: Human weapon/Assassin for hire

Age: 17

Date of Birth: 25th December 1996

Type: Human Weapon/Cyborg

Nationality: American, French, Canadian, Japanese

Hair: Black o some times a fair shade of blue (it changes in the sun) has a side fringe that covers one eye and medium hair in a side parting)

Eyes: esmeralda Green

Powers and/or abilitys:
-Skin can turn into adamantium.
-Adamantium claws located in each finger.
-Good flexibility and practices gymnastic fighting.
-Knowledge of how to use guns...
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 Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Name: Alex "Web" Knight
Age: 16 years old
Height: 5'9
Hair: blond
Eyes: Blue
Nationality: British
Father: Spider-Man
Mother: Sally knight
Affiliations: Young Justice; MI6

Powers: regrow limbs; stick/climb walls; inhuman: strength, agility, reactions
Skills: spying; working undercover; disguising him self; most forms of hand to hand combat; multilingual (can speak english of corse, Russian, German, French, Spanish and more)

Relationship status: I have no clue I'm no good with relationships (unless the odd "I'm awesome & good looking" )

Enemies: French president's daughter (it is the city of love...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Name: Connors Taylors-Di Angelo
Alias: The “Con-man”
Occupation: Gang Member
Powers: Specializes in transformations and explosives, as well as cons and theivery
History: Connors father died when he was young. His mother remarried a rich man. But his new step-father hated him. When Connors found out his step-father, Mr. Taylors, planned to ship him to boarding school, Connors ran away. He became a gang member and was there when the others found Irra Weldon-Addams. They took her in and the two became good friends. When Irra took place as leader, Connors became her second-in-command. When Irra...
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posted by ScarletYJ
This is what happened in a creepy dream I had last night

Warning there's going to be gore in this story, read at your own risk

Scarlet's eyes slowly fluttered open as she laid on what felt like a cold floor. She quickly jolted upright looking around at the never-ending darkness she had woke up in. She stood up trying to use her powers, with no success.

"Scarlet!" she turned as she heard her name not seeing anything but the darkness.

"Mom, is that you, where are you?" she shouted back, she didn't know how it could be her mother. She ran desperately towards where she had heard the voice. She slipped...
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Revenge slipped a dagger into his hands. Onlookers watched nervously. Revenge calculated at least three hundred. He couldn't let them get hurt. He couldnt let the girl he loved get hurt.

"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.

The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who tu amor more! Who?! Her, o me? This little perra who abandoned you, o the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"

"Targeting System locked." the computer read.

Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...


Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces. 
If weaved correctly, 
It can make even the greatest among us 
Fall. 
The story that changes everything, 
Starts Now.

Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
Part 2:
Spectrum was in her room in Mount Justice. She had sheets of metal around her room and was testing her powers. Now she was trying to see if the Spark could actually cut through the metal than sello it off back again. She didn’t know why she was doing this. Even Ms Martian when walking past asked her frequently but the only reason she was doing this was because it helped her stay focused, and she also did a neat job on parte superior, arriba of it.
She closed her eyes and raised her hand. She could feel the heat in her corazón flowing through her left hand. Peeking under her lashes she saw a multi coloured...
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posted by The_Writer
Yep! I hate to do it, but what's got to be done's got to be done and I don't see no one else doing nothin!

Alrighty, time for a rant about OCs and me to drop the excessive southern accent.

Let me be blunt: TOO MANY!!!! I have a horrible memory and am way too obsessed with my own to give a damn about many others. Look: I know the basic ones: SW, Becca, Willow, GB, I'm assuming Fin is Arty's baby they didn't put up for adoption, I dunno. See, this club is like the Kardashians:

Miss one day, tu know nothing.

Sure, I understand we've all got a creative side (to some varying degree) and we want to...
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