The young blonde boy stared at the ground, wallowing in his depression, as the kids around him played games with each other, leaving him alone on the empty oscilación sets. For as long as he knew, the other kids shunned him, called him names, and stayed away from the blonde kid known as Satan's son. For más than 8 years, he's experienced it all.
"Get away from me, tu demon!"
"You don't belong here, o anywhere!"
"Freak!"
A group of boys began carefully approaching him, but he continued to watch the ground. The one in front spoke first. "Hey, freak."
No reply.
"What, someone cut your tongue out for being an idiot?" The other three boys laughed at this, but the blonde child remained silent, still staring at the ground. "Hey, I'm talking to you, trash. tu don't want to ignore me." The leader grabbed the blonde por the neck of his shirt, but he continued to stay silent. "I dicho I'm talking to you." Still receiving no reply, the kid growled and threw a punch, which connected with the blonde's face.
Not a sound was made.
The leader scoffed and tossed him, sending the blonde kid tumbling through the swings and onto the dirt. He picked himself up and sat back on the swings, continuing to stare at the ground. The leader gave his pack a wave, and they all began picking up stones.
"HEY!" a feminine voice shouted from afar.
Before the blonde could register what was happening, a young girl stood between him and the group of boys, her arms outstretched to either side to shield the boy from further harm. "And just what are tu doing, girlie?" a large boy from the pack growled. "Get out of the way." She stood her ground, eyes flashing with anger. "And what, let tu torment this kid?" The large kid stepped up and walked up to the girl. His breath reeked of sweets, but he towered over her. A large grin plastered itself on his face. "Look, we're just havin' a little fun with the dumba- boy here. Isn't that right, bud?"
No reply.
The girl crossed her arms and stared into the large boy's eyes, daring him to try anything else. "Go choke on a chocolate bar, Billy. o lose a couple pounds. I swear those tremors we had a few days hace were from tu getting off your butt and walking to your refrigerator." A few chuckles emitted from the pack of boys, but Billy remained his ground, his face red with anger. "Or what, sissy? tu gonna stop me and the gang from messin' up the kid's face here?" The three other boys smirked as they knew they had the number advantage. But the girl also gave a tiny smirk. "Yeah, I think I will."
The pack laughed.
"You-you've got to be kidding! Hahaha!" Billy managed to get out as he laughed. "You and what army? Ahahahaha!" But she continued to give them a smirk. "Well..."
"Get away from me, tu demon!"
"You don't belong here, o anywhere!"
"Freak!"
A group of boys began carefully approaching him, but he continued to watch the ground. The one in front spoke first. "Hey, freak."
No reply.
"What, someone cut your tongue out for being an idiot?" The other three boys laughed at this, but the blonde child remained silent, still staring at the ground. "Hey, I'm talking to you, trash. tu don't want to ignore me." The leader grabbed the blonde por the neck of his shirt, but he continued to stay silent. "I dicho I'm talking to you." Still receiving no reply, the kid growled and threw a punch, which connected with the blonde's face.
Not a sound was made.
The leader scoffed and tossed him, sending the blonde kid tumbling through the swings and onto the dirt. He picked himself up and sat back on the swings, continuing to stare at the ground. The leader gave his pack a wave, and they all began picking up stones.
"HEY!" a feminine voice shouted from afar.
Before the blonde could register what was happening, a young girl stood between him and the group of boys, her arms outstretched to either side to shield the boy from further harm. "And just what are tu doing, girlie?" a large boy from the pack growled. "Get out of the way." She stood her ground, eyes flashing with anger. "And what, let tu torment this kid?" The large kid stepped up and walked up to the girl. His breath reeked of sweets, but he towered over her. A large grin plastered itself on his face. "Look, we're just havin' a little fun with the dumba- boy here. Isn't that right, bud?"
No reply.
The girl crossed her arms and stared into the large boy's eyes, daring him to try anything else. "Go choke on a chocolate bar, Billy. o lose a couple pounds. I swear those tremors we had a few days hace were from tu getting off your butt and walking to your refrigerator." A few chuckles emitted from the pack of boys, but Billy remained his ground, his face red with anger. "Or what, sissy? tu gonna stop me and the gang from messin' up the kid's face here?" The three other boys smirked as they knew they had the number advantage. But the girl also gave a tiny smirk. "Yeah, I think I will."
The pack laughed.
"You-you've got to be kidding! Hahaha!" Billy managed to get out as he laughed. "You and what army? Ahahahaha!" But she continued to give them a smirk. "Well..."
Can tu blame me? This is kinda what Fin's P.O.V in 5 years when Arty dies... It's fun if tu read it like you'd be canto Twinkle, Twinkle.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How tu seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
tu grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
agrio, agria notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s cuna swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what tu see
What is it tu saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How tu seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
tu grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
agrio, agria notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s cuna swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what tu see
What is it tu saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
I made a promise to you,
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: por looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...