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posted by InfinityYJ
The Watchtower
The teen typed quickly and with a furious passion, as if his life depended on it. And in some ways it did. Taller figures hovered near him, watching his every move. He was careful but fast, and as his finger pressed lightly on the last key, a smirk spread on his face. The screen lit up with moving pictures of Gotham, D.C., estrella City and even the Cave.
“You did it,” a girl behind him dicho breathlessly. “I can’t believe it!”
The boy turned. “Was there ever any doubt? We now have a full view of what’s going on down there.”
A figure placed a hand on the teens shoulder, silently praising him. “Let’s hope she can keep her own against the League.”
The boy’s smile faded. “I know she can,” he stated softly. “Fin’s got enough stupidity and bravery combined to take them on.”
The man chuckled to himself, a feat rare and hard to catch from him in this form. “You do too. It must be a family trait.”
This earned a soft puñetazo, ponche from the boy. These moments were also rare, but had become increasingly well-known to the people in the Watchtower.
The Bat gave a rare, small smile to his protege, and Robin’s smirk returned. They watched the screens together as real members of the League moved around the rest of the Tower, attempting to fix what had been broken and trying to think of a way to get down to earth, to fix the ones who were controlled and to help the ones who weren’t.
~/::::::\~
Fin arrived in the ruggedly destroyed downtown Gotham, memories threatening to flood the mental blockade that had grown in two months. She’d prevented herself from anything that would keep her from kicking her old friend’s asses. Because that’s what she’d learnt to do, in order to live as a hero still without being killed.
She was currently wearing her hair in a messy curly bob, a light golden, almost so perfectly clean that she stood out of her surroundings. What once had been known as thugs in this old crime city were now innocent bystanders as the thirteen año old walked up to a deadbeat building, the flickering lights of the club now dulled and broken. A single knock on the door, and a slab of wood slid away from a hole in the door, revealing two dark eyes, that were focused más on something going on inside. They seemed to be oblivious to who she was, and simply dicho “pass.” She raised a brow and cleared her throat, and the man looked up. “Oh, sh-”
He never finished. The door slammed against the opposite muro and fell, smoking. The bartender, the only one who really knew this girl’s rage, pointed to an office door with the words “Emergency Exit” sloppily scrawled on a piece of paper. She nodded and walked to it calmly as if there weren’t a huge door-sized dent in the wall. Opening it, she found a flight of stairs that circled up to the segundo level, which is where she’d find her information. Fin hurried up and opened the other door, to be met with a somewhat ordinary office.
It consisted of a redwood desk, which was covered in scratch marks, bullets, and dark stains. On the escritorio was a simple laptop, a couple of papers, and scissors. There was a black leather computer chair, back turned from the door. The room reeked of coffee and copper, a sickening combination. Fin looked around, then turned her attention to the chair. “Hey...”
The chair turned and a once-blonde teen looked up at Fin coldly before his gaze softened. “Oh. It’s you.” His hair was stained with blood, dirt and other substances, and his eyes had lost that spark. He was so different than she remembered... She sighed, and placed a picture on the desk. “I need help.”
He smiled grimly. “I’m your guy.”
Fin returned the smile. “I get that. It’s why I’m here.”
The boy nodded and got to business. “I heard tu guys had división, split up. Why, no one understands, but we’re glad you’re doing what you're doing. Because only you.”
“We didn’t mean to división, split up, it was a zeta malfunction. I think he went to the watchtower...” The boy’s head snapped up. “Watchtower?” he whispered harshly.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard things about the Watchtower. That no one can get into it. True?”
“I’ve tried.”
“So someone’s in there. Right now. Hiding? Watching?”
“Do tu think it could be him?”
“You and your brother have that rashness. It’s very probable it is him, considering the zeta.”
This received a true smile from Fin, and she hugged him, although he didn’t understand what he’d done. On her way out, she turned back and whispered.
“Thanks, Terror.”
~/::::::\~
Fin walked out of the club and noticed instantly the missing thugs. She had just enough time to think The fuck... before there was a click and the unmistakable sound of a bullet whizzing through the air. She did a backflip and landed a few feet away from where the oro piece clanged into the cement. Looking up, she found two más old friends she really hadn’t wanted to meet. Well. Today’s the best día for making new enemies...
The two jumped off the roof, both with light hair and standard controlled League uniforms. Fin payed más mind to the girl with her hair in a ponytail, the one holding the gun and the one who was a más immediate danger. Teleportation had always been a strength for Blade.
Now she was just flaunting it.
The girl came as close as possible, putting away the gun and taking out a knife. “Hey, Fin...” she hissed in a dangerously low voice. “I remember when tu died. Remember that? I went after Chelsea, but she got away. I was furious... and tu were gone...”
Fin gulped, and looked to the girl who was hiding in the background. White-haired Korran looked at Fin over Blade’s shoulder and gave a small worried smile. Fin couldn’t rely on the cat-girl, knowing that Korran’s cover would be blown if she even tried to help the firecaster.
Blade brought back the attention to herself. “Why I was furious, I’ll never know...” She smiled evilly, and for the first time Fin realized how deadly her old friend could really be.
“Because now tu get to die again.”
*giggles*

((Oy...))

1)    If tu had to choose between riding on a arco iris o delivering rainbows, and why?

Both! And I already deliver them anyways…

2)    When is someone going to go elefante riding with me?

*in robot voice* Unable to answer due to the fact it is directed to others…

((What the-))

3)    Would tu rather live in a giant pumpkin, o eat a giant pumpkin?

Live in one! Then I can be like that bunny that lived in one!

4)    Unicorns o el espacio Unicorns? Please explain!

SPCAE UNICORNS! It would be offensive to...
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Also the same way I met Jack! :3




"You remember how I met Ciel, Jaime?" I looked over at the young winged boy.
"No..." He said, looking through his memory banks. I smiled and hopped into his lap.
"Story time!"

I ran through the forest, my boots hitting the snow furiously. All I had to protect me from the cold was Daddy's camisa de entrenamiento, sudadera and some shorts, not good for below freezing weather. I skidded to a stop, just barely avoiding falling off the cliff. I peeked over the edge, and I couldn't see the bottom, and my eyes widened. Something shifted in the snow.
"Who's there!?" I whipped around. Amethyst...
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(( two months hace Silvers P.O.V ))

I crossed my arms defiantly looking at Jet “ what the heck does the black swordsman do? “, Jet shrugged “ some say he holds great power, some say hes evil, and some say that hes the one who created the game “. I crinkled my nose confused “ why is there only one black swordsman? “ I muttered out, Jet looked at me with his brown eyes “ don’t think im lying this is what ive heard….you told me to tell tu all there is to know about the game, and every ones wondering who the black swordsman is and wondering whose great enough to be someone with...
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Can tu believe it? It's officially been a año since Red Revenge made his first appearance in Heart of Courage...

And now it's time for the party to start! Later this week, 66DragonAnimations will be uploading a video celebrating the one año anniversary of this vigilante! The link to the link is below. They've even re-designed it for the special anniversary!!!

And what will the link account be doing tu ask? Why, we're re-publishing every single Red Revenge story ever! Go check it out, fan us, and enjoy this mes of the Black Hero.

Celebrations start December 1st and continue until the World Premiere of What Matters? on January 5th!

So please, enjoy this mes of festivities and DON'T LEAVE!!!! WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!
posted by Red-Revenge
End Strategy

(Part 1)

New York City,

June 17, 08:09 EST

Holly groaned and rolled over, feeling the cool air wash over her body. There was a certain absence in the cama which she quickly recognized was Sam. She sighed and laid in the cama for a little while longer before rolling out and walking into the bathroom. She took a quick hot ducha, ducha de and threw on a túnica, albornoz before walking into the kitchen.

Sam was sitting at the mesa, tabla lectura the newspaper. He had a steaming cup of coffee in his hand which he drank without seeming to notice the temperature.

"Happy Birthday." acebo said, besar him on the cheek before...
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posted by Mclovin_69
k i know i dicho no más ocs but we dont have enough villans so i made one.

Name: Madeline Dusan

Villian Name: Trance

Age: 15

gender: female

Appearance: she has long black hair and often wears a mask to cover her eyes until she uses them against people. And red eyes. ( before she had blue eyes and blonde hair)

powers/skills: she has eyes in the palms of her hands and her eyes a hypnotic. She can hypnotise the opposite gender and make them fall in amor with her. And is powerful in the mystic arts.

Personality: she is a self absorbed person and loves everything about herself but gets jealous at anyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
She heard a crash, a loud one. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head. But when the computer announced Batman's arrival, she jumped out of cama and into the closet. We didn't have training today. Were we supposed to get a mission? She stepped out of her room, ready for action, like most of the others who had slept in on their día off. Blade yawned before heading into the mission room. She saw not only Batman, but also Zatanna, and a few other JLA members. Okay. Not a mission.
“Devin's gone missing,” A voice whispered in her ear.
She would have reacted, but she knew that voice too...
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Damian's Introduction

From The Arrowette Series Book II:



"That," Stephanie said, running a towel over her damp forehead. "Was a workout."

"So when are tu coming to the Manor?" Helena asked.

"Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, Whoah." A new voice said. "Who said--"

"Bruce." Helena responded as Red Robin walked in.

"Bats gave tu the clear?" Tim asked. "And here I thought he LIKED me."

"Ah, cheer up Tim." Helena said, patting the Bird on his shoulder. "He let tu be Robin with no training. I'm his daughter and I had to wait six months."

Tim smiled, but turned his attention to the zeta-tubes as they warmed up.

"Recognized:...
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posted by AislingYJ
24 hours later
Her bare feet pressed down into the trampoline floor, sending her flying into the air. She bounced in place, then dropped to the floor in a sitting position. “Seat...” she muttered to herself as she sprung back up. On the siguiente bounce, she dropped to her knees. “Drop.” When she hit the ground again, she was flat on her stomach. “Belly...” She popped back up to her feet. “Flop!” She grinned triumphantly, and began circling the outside edge of the trampoline, occasionally doing a roundhouse kick o an elaborate dodge against her invisible enemy. After circling a few...
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posted by NekoTheif
Name- Tundra

Real name- Amara Noelle

Status- Married to Charm, one child

Gender- female

Powers- to create/control ice, turn into wolf

Upside- She always had a weapon at hand and has better smell and hearing

Downside- She can't use 2 powers at once. if it gets to hot it can affect her ice ability and make her use más energy.

What happened?-

After Charm's disappearance and her attempted arrest Amara fled and took Bonnie into hiding. She ran the drug trade and eventually moved in with the Jones family after finding Red Rose. Amara continued to look for Charm and raise/train Bonnie.

Weakness-

Amara...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
"It has been reported that a helicopter crash is southeast Iraq has resulted in a trigger of land mine explosions. Reporters also say that there is only one survivor, Derek Adams, and his condition has not been not reported" The TV blared as Mckenzie's eyes went wide  "He's ALIVE?!?!!?" She stabbed her cuchillo in the wall, and turned to Ravenna and Seraphs. "I thought tu killed him!" Ravenna and Seraphs both glanced at each other before glancing at Mckenzie, "We did.." 
"Obviously tu didn't! Because he's still here!!" Mckenzie jerked her cuchillo out of the wall, "You know what? I'll kill him...
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added by XxKFforeverXx
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,...
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added by MinaBloodlust
posted by SilverWings13
Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain...
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posted by SilverWings13
“Did tu get it?” Marius demanded.
Angel was too busy choking up water from her lungs to answer. Gabriel was all but passed out on the snow beside her.
“Well, did you?” Chloë inquired eagerly. The blonde nodded, finally regaining her breath. “Then let us see it!”
“Not here,” ángel wheezed, “Not with-” It was only then that it occurred to her how red the soft blanket she sat on. There were bodies laid across the courtyard. Some were entombed in caskets of ice, their expressions of shock and horror frozen as if they were displays in a museum. Others had been ripped apart by...
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Ultra-Guardian, aka queen Beetles/Alanna's first daughter, aka Serenity. Current status: Missing.

Queen Beetle walked up and down in front of Kaya, whose one cheek was sore from the slaps. Kaya's eyes followed the queen she was trying her best not to laugh the embarrassed woman.
"Why did tu agree to let my people take the Hexagons?" queen Beetle asked.
"I thought it was the only way tu and I could talk without my husband and the others getting suspicious," Kaya replied smiling.
"Get out." queen Beetle order guards at the door. They obey and exited. queen Beetle addressed Kaya, "You embarrassed...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
It was a quarter past midnight, not a single whisk of life stirred other then the leather cased finger stroking the brim of the amber elixir. He was calm. Breathing even as it course through his blood.

Inhale. Exhale.

He gazed over the brim of tainted shades, looking for his dearest fair sister cruising behind ebony. Her heels clicking to each sway of her pencil skirt, to every swoosh of the field of wheat grazing over her bum.

"Abel, I'm going back. Are tu going to stop me?" The slick amber pool around his coarse bottom lip. Edging the tip of his tongue whilst whispering sweet tunes into the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the escritorio and appeared to be staring intently over the parte superior, arriba of his open laptop at the imágenes taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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