Drumroll please....it’s my brand-new series, CHASING SHADOWS!!!! Hopefully this one won’t get abandoned.. Ahahahaha you’re gonna hate me for this! *runs and hides*
She was in the third bed, sitting up propped on her good elbow, the other arm in a honda resting on her chest. She gave a faint smile as he approached the only occupied infirmary bed, her soft turquoise eyes meeting his icy gray ones. “How are tu feeling?” he asked, perching himself on the edge of the bed.
“Better,” she said. She slid closer to him, her face serious. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Something wrong?” he asked, absentmindedly stroking her dark hair. She merely sighed, biting her lip. She wiped away a tear that was beginning to bead up in the corner of her eye, and he looked away, pretending not to notice. Finally, he spoke.
“You don’t have to worry anymore. It’s over.”
She nodded slowly, sitting back up again. “That-that’s the problem though. I can’t not worry. They trusted me. And for awhile, I forgot, and trusted them back.”
He sighed, and wrapped his arms around her, unsure of what to say. “That didn’t stop tu though. No, it helped you, didn’t it?”
A tear trickled down her face, and she pressed it into his shoulder again. “I-I don’t know. It just feels...weird. It doesn’t feel right. To think--”
He cut her off, not wanting to discuss the difficult subject. “You did great, though. And anyway, it’s all over.”
She sighed and nodded, wiping her face. “It’s all over.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes, pondering. Slowly, a smile spread on her face. Without warning, she leaned upwards and pressed her lips to his. Momentary shock registered in his gray eyes, but it faded and he smiled, besar her back. Gradually, she broke away, looking up at him expectantly, the heat of the kiss still flashing in her blue-green eyes.
“For everything,” she dicho softly. They stared at each other for a few moments. The weight of the situation seemed to melt away, the burden lifted off her shoulders. It was over. She kissed him again, this time quickly breaking away. “Thanks, Tesla.”
Yeah, I’m trying to aim for shorter chapters, since in the past my chapters have been freaking novels. So let’s see how this works out.. Tell me what’cha think! *cackles evilly*
She was in the third bed, sitting up propped on her good elbow, the other arm in a honda resting on her chest. She gave a faint smile as he approached the only occupied infirmary bed, her soft turquoise eyes meeting his icy gray ones. “How are tu feeling?” he asked, perching himself on the edge of the bed.
“Better,” she said. She slid closer to him, her face serious. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Something wrong?” he asked, absentmindedly stroking her dark hair. She merely sighed, biting her lip. She wiped away a tear that was beginning to bead up in the corner of her eye, and he looked away, pretending not to notice. Finally, he spoke.
“You don’t have to worry anymore. It’s over.”
She nodded slowly, sitting back up again. “That-that’s the problem though. I can’t not worry. They trusted me. And for awhile, I forgot, and trusted them back.”
He sighed, and wrapped his arms around her, unsure of what to say. “That didn’t stop tu though. No, it helped you, didn’t it?”
A tear trickled down her face, and she pressed it into his shoulder again. “I-I don’t know. It just feels...weird. It doesn’t feel right. To think--”
He cut her off, not wanting to discuss the difficult subject. “You did great, though. And anyway, it’s all over.”
She sighed and nodded, wiping her face. “It’s all over.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes, pondering. Slowly, a smile spread on her face. Without warning, she leaned upwards and pressed her lips to his. Momentary shock registered in his gray eyes, but it faded and he smiled, besar her back. Gradually, she broke away, looking up at him expectantly, the heat of the kiss still flashing in her blue-green eyes.
“For everything,” she dicho softly. They stared at each other for a few moments. The weight of the situation seemed to melt away, the burden lifted off her shoulders. It was over. She kissed him again, this time quickly breaking away. “Thanks, Tesla.”
Yeah, I’m trying to aim for shorter chapters, since in the past my chapters have been freaking novels. So let’s see how this works out.. Tell me what’cha think! *cackles evilly*
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid o up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Valiente on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad o upset.
Alias:Unknown
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, 5'8, he always wore a beanies and really any headgear. and he always has black war paint on his cheeks.
Personality: He was very cocky and tried to make a joke out of everything, he always thought of cocky and sarcastic remarks to people who were trying to be serious. He was someone who lightened the mood when things got tough. especially being trapped in that town.
Powers/Abilities: he had the ability to create mist and fog to hide himself o confuse enemies, his weapon of choice was daggers and a small double handed scypths.
Past: he died in a escape plan gone wrong.
Others: He was one of the reasons why BloodMist never cracked under the sadness and how overwhelmed he felt being trapped there. He made him see the light in most of the situations and made him able to keep his composure.
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white capa and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained más powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes por the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope tu enjoyed
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white capa and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained más powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes por the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope tu enjoyed
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