Yup. I'm posting early, so I can give myself some time to finish the siguiente few parts over Thanksgiving Break. Also... I just want tu to have some Kyric fluff.
This story occurs around the end of November/December 1st, which, according to the YJ comics, is Robin's birthday, therefore making it Fin's biological birthday. :3 Yup... Enjoy!
Watching from an opposite rooftop, a smile graced a pair of crimson painted lips. “She’s too vulnerable like this. Untrusting.”
“So what are tu going to do about it?”
“I’ve heard she wants to do this all on her own.”
“And...”
The first girl’s grin grew. “I’m going to make this a living hell for her.”
“Well, count me out. My days messing with this chick is over. After what happened to me last time,” the 20 año old male hissed out, shifting his left arm subconsciously.
“Whatever, Brennan.”
“Sorry, Chelsea, but I’m just not seeing how this is going to work out. tu can’t just arrive and start to destroy her. It’s not gonna work out like that.”
Chelsea stood, opening a portal. “I don’t think so either. It’ll take awhile, but I’m sure we can get back up to speed.”
Brennan shook his head and glanced back at where the heroes were beginning to first leave, then turned. “I’m usually not the sceptical one, but I got my arm burned off for trying to grab her shoulder. I think something worse is going to happen to you.”
Chelsea simply chuckled. “I’m rather counting on it.”
~/:::::\~
The door to the flat opened, and Eric shuffled in. The clock on the wall, a couple minutos off, read 12:32 a.m. He slowly closed the door behind him, and dropped his backpack on the countertop. “Hey.”
When he didn’t get a response, he continued into the living room. He noticed on the sofá there was a sleeping form, and he reached over to shake her shoulder lightly, when he paused, looking at her. She seemed almost perfect, sleeping soundly, like nothing had changed. He smiled softly, then touch her shoulder. "Kyra."
She jolted awake, then calmed. "Don't do that, please..."
"I'll try not to."
"What are tu doing here? I told tu guys not--"
"It's just me, Ky."
"Oh."
He sat down siguiente to her and kissed her lightly. She hummed in reply, and cuddled up siguiente to him happily. "Almost forgot," he murmured, pulling a small bag from his pocket. "Happy birthday."
"'S not my birthday yet."
“It’s your brother’s birthday, and your sisters, but it’s not yours.”
“No. I disowned it.”
“So? tu can’t just disown your birthday.”
“Well I did.”
He glanced over at her, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you... Just take the damn present.”
She chuckled, and took the bag from him, going to open it. “Eric...”
“Do tu like it?” he mumbled, looking away sheepishly and covering himself with a pillow.
“It’s... wow, Eric...” She pulled out a small, silver band that fit on her pinkie finger. On the inside, in small, precise cursive, were the words “cu tine pentru totdeauna”
“With tu forever...” Kyra murmured. “Eric, that’s...”
“I just.. tu know.. I want tu to always remember me...” he muttered.
She threw her arms around his neck. “I will. I promise.”
They sat like that for a little bit, snow beginning to fall outside lightly. He moved over and she settled her head in his lap. Another minuto went por before he asked, “What’s your real reason for doing this?”
She sighed. “I felt the need.. to.. prove something.”
“To the League?”
A scoff. “No, I don’t have anything to prove to them.”
“Then...”
“To... to Bruce, I suppose... I want to mostrar him that I’m más than just some helpless kid he took in out of pity. I want him to see I’m more.”
“I see... tu do realize that’s basically the reason your brother’s doing this?”
“Screw you, bastard.”
He laughed and leaned back. “You haven’t called me that in a while.”
“No.”
She began to hum softly, and they both slowly fell asleep. But the siguiente morning, he woke up in an empty flat, the door cracked open, and his girlfriend gone.
This story occurs around the end of November/December 1st, which, according to the YJ comics, is Robin's birthday, therefore making it Fin's biological birthday. :3 Yup... Enjoy!
Watching from an opposite rooftop, a smile graced a pair of crimson painted lips. “She’s too vulnerable like this. Untrusting.”
“So what are tu going to do about it?”
“I’ve heard she wants to do this all on her own.”
“And...”
The first girl’s grin grew. “I’m going to make this a living hell for her.”
“Well, count me out. My days messing with this chick is over. After what happened to me last time,” the 20 año old male hissed out, shifting his left arm subconsciously.
“Whatever, Brennan.”
“Sorry, Chelsea, but I’m just not seeing how this is going to work out. tu can’t just arrive and start to destroy her. It’s not gonna work out like that.”
Chelsea stood, opening a portal. “I don’t think so either. It’ll take awhile, but I’m sure we can get back up to speed.”
Brennan shook his head and glanced back at where the heroes were beginning to first leave, then turned. “I’m usually not the sceptical one, but I got my arm burned off for trying to grab her shoulder. I think something worse is going to happen to you.”
Chelsea simply chuckled. “I’m rather counting on it.”
~/:::::\~
The door to the flat opened, and Eric shuffled in. The clock on the wall, a couple minutos off, read 12:32 a.m. He slowly closed the door behind him, and dropped his backpack on the countertop. “Hey.”
When he didn’t get a response, he continued into the living room. He noticed on the sofá there was a sleeping form, and he reached over to shake her shoulder lightly, when he paused, looking at her. She seemed almost perfect, sleeping soundly, like nothing had changed. He smiled softly, then touch her shoulder. "Kyra."
She jolted awake, then calmed. "Don't do that, please..."
"I'll try not to."
"What are tu doing here? I told tu guys not--"
"It's just me, Ky."
"Oh."
He sat down siguiente to her and kissed her lightly. She hummed in reply, and cuddled up siguiente to him happily. "Almost forgot," he murmured, pulling a small bag from his pocket. "Happy birthday."
"'S not my birthday yet."
“It’s your brother’s birthday, and your sisters, but it’s not yours.”
“No. I disowned it.”
“So? tu can’t just disown your birthday.”
“Well I did.”
He glanced over at her, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you... Just take the damn present.”
She chuckled, and took the bag from him, going to open it. “Eric...”
“Do tu like it?” he mumbled, looking away sheepishly and covering himself with a pillow.
“It’s... wow, Eric...” She pulled out a small, silver band that fit on her pinkie finger. On the inside, in small, precise cursive, were the words “cu tine pentru totdeauna”
“With tu forever...” Kyra murmured. “Eric, that’s...”
“I just.. tu know.. I want tu to always remember me...” he muttered.
She threw her arms around his neck. “I will. I promise.”
They sat like that for a little bit, snow beginning to fall outside lightly. He moved over and she settled her head in his lap. Another minuto went por before he asked, “What’s your real reason for doing this?”
She sighed. “I felt the need.. to.. prove something.”
“To the League?”
A scoff. “No, I don’t have anything to prove to them.”
“Then...”
“To... to Bruce, I suppose... I want to mostrar him that I’m más than just some helpless kid he took in out of pity. I want him to see I’m more.”
“I see... tu do realize that’s basically the reason your brother’s doing this?”
“Screw you, bastard.”
He laughed and leaned back. “You haven’t called me that in a while.”
“No.”
She began to hum softly, and they both slowly fell asleep. But the siguiente morning, he woke up in an empty flat, the door cracked open, and his girlfriend gone.
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...
Alias: Tarrant
Age: 16
Powers/skills:-Creates optical illusions
-master of hypnotism and mind control
-hand to hand combat
Past: Dariyn grew up in a wealthy family as well, along with Hikaru and Kaoru. Dariyn was sitting at his escritorio doing his school work, when his maid entered the room, and noticed a slight change of attitude in her and decided to make some arrangements to it with his powers. Dariyn met Jaime and the Eden twins while attending school.
Others: -People refer to him as the "Mad Hatter" because of his costume.
-Keeps cards in his hat.
-Occasionally uses his powers to get what he wants.
-Has flirtatious attitude as Hikaru and Kaoru.
Alias: Conscience
Age: 15
Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.
Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good consejos giver.
Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.
Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is más on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.
Past: unknown.