And por few, I meant one.
Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my corazón with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. tu did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping sounds traveling all the way up his back. "Jesus, that's the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life." He mumbled, earning a stifled laugh from Chris. Fang smiled and waited for a brief segundo turning his head to the side. He slowly unfurled his wings, looking at one before the other. Chris was silent as he watched, looking at the foreign object on his brother's back. "From what I could decipher from Alex, the nerve endings were so damaged there was no way your wing would work, you're lucky to be moving your lower half at all." He dicho and leaned back into the chair. "Feels.. different. Like, I'm off balance." Fang rubbed his hands through his hair. He bit his lip and slid off the cama and onto his feet, clenching onto the railing as he hissed in pain. Chris' eyes widened and he stood, holding onto Fang's shoulders. "Sit.." He sighed, nudging his brother who stood firmly. "Still stubborn," Chris narrowed his eyes and moved away from his brother. The door opened and Fang turned his head, immediately facing Scott. "Well, well." He chuckled and held out his hand. The fox-hybrid took it and pulled Fang, both hitting their shoulders against one another. "Good to know tu still have your ridiculous height." All three laughed and Fang sat back on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees. "Let's get started."
HIs multi-chromatic eyes crossed the room, placing the hat on it's stand before turning to face his butler in the door. "Bruce Wayne is throwing another charity gala this evening and wants to know if tu will be attending." Tobias thought for a moment. "Let him know that I will be attending. We have a few matters to discuss."
Alex had her leaned on the arm of the couch, her husband sitting a few inches from her, his arm resting on her thigh. She sat up and leaned over, threading her fingers through her blonde hair. "How do tu come to terms like that?" She asked and shook her head, looking at Jack. "I don't think I'll ever look at Fang and feel, some sort of resentment towards him.. even though I asked for him back.." Alex leaned into her husband's arms, closing her eyes. "But.. I have to mover on, nonetheless.. and i'm ready." A shaky sigh escaped her lips and she leaned over, taking the envelope from the table. "Already looked at it?" She asked, Jack only returning a nod. The blonde swallowed and opened the envelope, looking at the ultrasound inside. "Twins."
Cadaver paced the room, his hands folded behind his back. The door slammed open and Seraphs made his way over to Cadaver. "He's back, and por the way you're walking, tu already know.." Seraphs hands immediately grasping around the clone's neck, squeezing tightly. "How? Why! This has completely screwed everything over!" Cadaver shoved the other away, straightening out his collar. "Seems our old pale, was a snitch." He rubbed his neck, rolling his eyes before sighing. "Bring them in."
Leo dropped the boy into Seraphs arms, before he crossed his arms. "You talk to him, and I get information. Then we're done, he'll have nothing to do with Cadmus anymore, o the school, got it? I will not hesitate to ice tu both." He glared and Seraphs nodded, turning. "I'll be back." The male mumbled and carried Percy into a dimly lit room, dropping him siguiente to Shane. After the door was shut and locked, and Shane's parents banging on the door had ended, he sat in a chair, leaning close to the two boys. "I need a favor.. Hm, maybe not a favor.." He thought. "Nonetheless.. if tu don't cooperate, I will kill everyone tu know, and love." Seraphs grinned, closing his hands over the boys' mouths. "8 years from now, tu both will eliminate the Adams' family children."
Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my corazón with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. tu did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping sounds traveling all the way up his back. "Jesus, that's the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life." He mumbled, earning a stifled laugh from Chris. Fang smiled and waited for a brief segundo turning his head to the side. He slowly unfurled his wings, looking at one before the other. Chris was silent as he watched, looking at the foreign object on his brother's back. "From what I could decipher from Alex, the nerve endings were so damaged there was no way your wing would work, you're lucky to be moving your lower half at all." He dicho and leaned back into the chair. "Feels.. different. Like, I'm off balance." Fang rubbed his hands through his hair. He bit his lip and slid off the cama and onto his feet, clenching onto the railing as he hissed in pain. Chris' eyes widened and he stood, holding onto Fang's shoulders. "Sit.." He sighed, nudging his brother who stood firmly. "Still stubborn," Chris narrowed his eyes and moved away from his brother. The door opened and Fang turned his head, immediately facing Scott. "Well, well." He chuckled and held out his hand. The fox-hybrid took it and pulled Fang, both hitting their shoulders against one another. "Good to know tu still have your ridiculous height." All three laughed and Fang sat back on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees. "Let's get started."
HIs multi-chromatic eyes crossed the room, placing the hat on it's stand before turning to face his butler in the door. "Bruce Wayne is throwing another charity gala this evening and wants to know if tu will be attending." Tobias thought for a moment. "Let him know that I will be attending. We have a few matters to discuss."
Alex had her leaned on the arm of the couch, her husband sitting a few inches from her, his arm resting on her thigh. She sat up and leaned over, threading her fingers through her blonde hair. "How do tu come to terms like that?" She asked and shook her head, looking at Jack. "I don't think I'll ever look at Fang and feel, some sort of resentment towards him.. even though I asked for him back.." Alex leaned into her husband's arms, closing her eyes. "But.. I have to mover on, nonetheless.. and i'm ready." A shaky sigh escaped her lips and she leaned over, taking the envelope from the table. "Already looked at it?" She asked, Jack only returning a nod. The blonde swallowed and opened the envelope, looking at the ultrasound inside. "Twins."
Cadaver paced the room, his hands folded behind his back. The door slammed open and Seraphs made his way over to Cadaver. "He's back, and por the way you're walking, tu already know.." Seraphs hands immediately grasping around the clone's neck, squeezing tightly. "How? Why! This has completely screwed everything over!" Cadaver shoved the other away, straightening out his collar. "Seems our old pale, was a snitch." He rubbed his neck, rolling his eyes before sighing. "Bring them in."
Leo dropped the boy into Seraphs arms, before he crossed his arms. "You talk to him, and I get information. Then we're done, he'll have nothing to do with Cadmus anymore, o the school, got it? I will not hesitate to ice tu both." He glared and Seraphs nodded, turning. "I'll be back." The male mumbled and carried Percy into a dimly lit room, dropping him siguiente to Shane. After the door was shut and locked, and Shane's parents banging on the door had ended, he sat in a chair, leaning close to the two boys. "I need a favor.. Hm, maybe not a favor.." He thought. "Nonetheless.. if tu don't cooperate, I will kill everyone tu know, and love." Seraphs grinned, closing his hands over the boys' mouths. "8 years from now, tu both will eliminate the Adams' family children."
Alias: Valac
Relationship: *giggle* Ciel Norrian (Harmonian)
Powers: -Flight (wings), telepathic, ability to learn new languages instantly
Skills: Sword fighting, acrobatics, hacking…..ya know, the usual.
Past: Jaime, so far….hasn’t been captured por the school when he was born. Why? Because he was born with wings. At the age of 7, Jaime was captured and they took his wings. He despises the school and tries to burn it down every chance he gets. While, trying to burn it down, Jaime was knocked unconscious and regained his wings.
Other: –Called princess because he’s lazy and won’t train.
-Keeps throwing cards, knives, etc. in his capa sleeves.
-Looks like Devin, acts somewhat like Fang.
-Picks on Lexi and Mel the most.
-Age is 16, Jaime stays in the 5 año timeline. Normally he would be 11. So, he's in the YJ Invasion crew...Just, yeah. It's confusing.
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. tu going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, besar its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like tu Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. tu going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, besar its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like tu Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
Name: helecho Elizabeth Ameer.
Alias: Delirious.
Appearance: Pale. Blood red hair. Sapphire eyes. Scar that runs from her eyebrow to cheek. Golden Wings.
Civvies: Green hoodie, black t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
'Stume: Picture.
Powers: Flight(wings)*You didn't see that coming, did ya?*Wink**.
Skills: Hunting. Extremely advanced senses.
Past: Escapee from the School, took shelter at a circus. Hid her wings from others, started accidentally killing everyone. Fled to Germany, hiding her wings for a year, came back to USA.
Notes:
~Fear of heights, despite her birdy-nature.
~Can make her wings blend into her skin, but only for a short period of time, due to it getting extremely uncomfortable.
~Finds interest in rain.
I just had to! And if tu request, I will borrar her...