A fourteen Jacob walked silently through his parents home, hold a freshly made clay pot in his hands, the leaned down against the muro and listened to their conversation.
"We have to earn más money, what we are earning now, it isn't enough." His father sighed and relaxed in his chair. Jacob slipped from the muro and walked over to his father.
"Look dad..I finally finished the pot tu wanted me too...." Jacob handed the clay figure over to his father. He closely inspected the figure and smashed it against the ground making a clattering noise.
"How did tu expect me to sell that! It wasn't even the right size" his father pointed to the shattered clay on the floor.
"Oh Harold, be easy on the boy." his mother put her hands on his shoulders and pushed Jacob along. "Go to bed, tomorrow starts your first día of school at the Academy!" Jacob scowled and trudged to his room, but ran into his uncle. Jacobs face lit up when he saw his uncle.
"Hi uncle Don!"
"Hey kiddo." He patted Jacobs head and pulled his hat off, "Here, I want tu to have this. I'm leaving for war tomorrow. tu take good care of it for me, okay? I've had this for a long time." his uncle put the hat on Jacobs head and smiled. "You look good sport." his uncle got and walked into the same room as his parents. Jacob skipped into his room and climbed into bed.
~1 somewhat año later~
Jacob sat on the cocina mesa, tabla eating cereal and watching the TV across the room. The cereal bowl dropped from his hands and clattered to the floor at the news of his uncles death. Tears dripped onto down as Jacob darted out the door. His eyes turned red and shadows swirled underneath his feet, he ignored the darkness and kept running, not knowing and caring where he went. Jacob slammed into a thug and fell back, his hat landing behind him.
"Well, what do we have here?" the thug picked up Jacobs hat and put it on. "A nice hat." He grinned. Jacob snapped up,
"Give it back!" Jacob reached for it, but was smacked away por the thug.
"Big mistake." Jacob hissed out as shadows knocked the hat off the thug and back onto Jacobs head. "Get rid of him." Jacob waved him off and the shadows pulled him in, permanently
"We have to earn más money, what we are earning now, it isn't enough." His father sighed and relaxed in his chair. Jacob slipped from the muro and walked over to his father.
"Look dad..I finally finished the pot tu wanted me too...." Jacob handed the clay figure over to his father. He closely inspected the figure and smashed it against the ground making a clattering noise.
"How did tu expect me to sell that! It wasn't even the right size" his father pointed to the shattered clay on the floor.
"Oh Harold, be easy on the boy." his mother put her hands on his shoulders and pushed Jacob along. "Go to bed, tomorrow starts your first día of school at the Academy!" Jacob scowled and trudged to his room, but ran into his uncle. Jacobs face lit up when he saw his uncle.
"Hi uncle Don!"
"Hey kiddo." He patted Jacobs head and pulled his hat off, "Here, I want tu to have this. I'm leaving for war tomorrow. tu take good care of it for me, okay? I've had this for a long time." his uncle put the hat on Jacobs head and smiled. "You look good sport." his uncle got and walked into the same room as his parents. Jacob skipped into his room and climbed into bed.
~1 somewhat año later~
Jacob sat on the cocina mesa, tabla eating cereal and watching the TV across the room. The cereal bowl dropped from his hands and clattered to the floor at the news of his uncles death. Tears dripped onto down as Jacob darted out the door. His eyes turned red and shadows swirled underneath his feet, he ignored the darkness and kept running, not knowing and caring where he went. Jacob slammed into a thug and fell back, his hat landing behind him.
"Well, what do we have here?" the thug picked up Jacobs hat and put it on. "A nice hat." He grinned. Jacob snapped up,
"Give it back!" Jacob reached for it, but was smacked away por the thug.
"Big mistake." Jacob hissed out as shadows knocked the hat off the thug and back onto Jacobs head. "Get rid of him." Jacob waved him off and the shadows pulled him in, permanently
Boo~
Vaxley
Emmerson and his darkself
Red eyes
Wally and Willow
My Little Rene!!!
Orion the vampire
Raven and I made this little precious I call him my precious because he is my precious and yayyyyy... hehe...
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions por touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: helecho and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first mes of life, he was kidnapped por the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
Name: Barrette James Andreevich
Alias: Mad Emotion
Age: 15
Appearance: wavy red hair, yellow-green eyes, bronze wings, pale, tall and thin
Powers: flight, can feel other peoples emotions por touching their hands
Personality: Cocky, lovable, tenderhearted, a little crazy and is totally up for fun
Civvies: Leather jacket, blue tee-shirt, jeans, sneakers.
Hero 'stume: Black body armor with red highlights, black combat boots.
Bio: helecho and Nikita's son from the future. After the death of his mother shortly after his first mes of life, he was kidnapped por the School. Once he escaped at age thirteen, he found his father again, and joined the hero industry. He came back in time to prevent the death of his mother.
RP? No RP? Merh don't care.
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Ellen
" dark scary place"
