The loud sound of metal scratching together woke her from sleep. They had found a place between some rocks and just under an alcove so low they had to crawl out. She had been too tired from the día before and now something was happening. She mentally cursed herself before slipping out.
Terror was holding off some kind of psychic blow and the sword he had used lay broken in three pieces. Damn. I miss everything! She stretched before pulling out her own attack. Terror ducked down and rolled over to her before standing again.
“Two attackers. One has strong magic potential. The other has a bit of fear on her side.”
“Great. I'll take magic boy.”
“Duh.”
The two bumped fists before the siguiente attack, not entirely sure why they did. Becca murmured a spell and her body shimmered. Her outfit changed to a navy blue kimono with white flowers. The sides were división, split from the hip, perfect for fighting. She looked at her opponent.
His hair was black, eyes purely gold. He had a black camisa, camiseta that exposed his chest; it was tucked into black trousers and he wore black boots like her own. Her eyes narrowed.
“Knew tu weren't dead.”
He gave a small smirk and lifted the capucha, campana over his head.
“C'mon baby bird. Let's see those skills tu claim to have.”
He skidded backwards under her attack, looking at the scratches forming on his arms. Don't let her get in another blow. o it'll be unleashed for sure. He looked up in time to dodge another attack. He stretched his arm out, enveloping her in his demonic grasp. He slammed her down and was thrown backwards por another blow. He got to his knees and watched her appear through the dust.
Her long silver hair was tied in a poni, pony tail, her black uniform short and form-fitting. Her eyes were blue and held something like sorrowful resignation. The sword at her side had been put away and her skin was oddly white. He looked up at her then down at the ground. She now knelt in front of him.
“I'm sorry.”
“You've been here the whole time.”
She nodded gently and he didn't need to see it to know. His muscles tensed under her touch.
“It's not what tu think, *An. “
“No. It's not.”
“I had no choice.”
“You died Lu.”
“Not exactly but...I can't tell tu any more.”
“So you've been sent to terminate us.”
“No. Stall.”
He didn't reply, but she knew what was going through his head.
“You can't understand it. We have no choice. And...”
“Hush. I've missed tu to.”
She fell into his arms and her tears fell once she felt his arms around her again. She pecked his lips like she'd always done. When they did pull away, he nodded firmly to her.
“Do what tu came to do.”
Her eyes filled with regret once más before her fear-poisoned nails dug into his skin. When she saw the fuego light in his eyes she pulled away as the real monster took form.
*An is pronounced like Ahn not as in an apple. :)
Terror was holding off some kind of psychic blow and the sword he had used lay broken in three pieces. Damn. I miss everything! She stretched before pulling out her own attack. Terror ducked down and rolled over to her before standing again.
“Two attackers. One has strong magic potential. The other has a bit of fear on her side.”
“Great. I'll take magic boy.”
“Duh.”
The two bumped fists before the siguiente attack, not entirely sure why they did. Becca murmured a spell and her body shimmered. Her outfit changed to a navy blue kimono with white flowers. The sides were división, split from the hip, perfect for fighting. She looked at her opponent.
His hair was black, eyes purely gold. He had a black camisa, camiseta that exposed his chest; it was tucked into black trousers and he wore black boots like her own. Her eyes narrowed.
“Knew tu weren't dead.”
He gave a small smirk and lifted the capucha, campana over his head.
“C'mon baby bird. Let's see those skills tu claim to have.”
He skidded backwards under her attack, looking at the scratches forming on his arms. Don't let her get in another blow. o it'll be unleashed for sure. He looked up in time to dodge another attack. He stretched his arm out, enveloping her in his demonic grasp. He slammed her down and was thrown backwards por another blow. He got to his knees and watched her appear through the dust.
Her long silver hair was tied in a poni, pony tail, her black uniform short and form-fitting. Her eyes were blue and held something like sorrowful resignation. The sword at her side had been put away and her skin was oddly white. He looked up at her then down at the ground. She now knelt in front of him.
“I'm sorry.”
“You've been here the whole time.”
She nodded gently and he didn't need to see it to know. His muscles tensed under her touch.
“It's not what tu think, *An. “
“No. It's not.”
“I had no choice.”
“You died Lu.”
“Not exactly but...I can't tell tu any more.”
“So you've been sent to terminate us.”
“No. Stall.”
He didn't reply, but she knew what was going through his head.
“You can't understand it. We have no choice. And...”
“Hush. I've missed tu to.”
She fell into his arms and her tears fell once she felt his arms around her again. She pecked his lips like she'd always done. When they did pull away, he nodded firmly to her.
“Do what tu came to do.”
Her eyes filled with regret once más before her fear-poisoned nails dug into his skin. When she saw the fuego light in his eyes she pulled away as the real monster took form.
*An is pronounced like Ahn not as in an apple. :)
Before I unleash Hayden onto the world of RP (it should happen probably later tonight o tomorrow) there was one change I wanted to make to his bio. I didn't really wanna re-post the whole bio, so the only change is involving his personality.
He's now cocky, arrogant, over-confident, and slightly obnoxious. He likes to tease and tends to pick on people smaller/younger/weaker than him. He's also a flirt and a cusser, plus he has a temper and can get very violent.
Until I officially bring him into this world, stay whelmed my friends.
He's now cocky, arrogant, over-confident, and slightly obnoxious. He likes to tease and tends to pick on people smaller/younger/weaker than him. He's also a flirt and a cusser, plus he has a temper and can get very violent.
Until I officially bring him into this world, stay whelmed my friends.
Name: Alexandria "Alex" Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age: 15
Powers/skills: -Flight (wings)
-Can attract metal to herself
-Superspeed (vampire form only)
-Supersenses
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she división, split from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and división, split the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Theme: Everything burns, por Anatacia and Ben Moody
Other: Has a older (creepy) brother
-Vampire form is triggered por anger/rage
age: 17
Gender: male
Apereance: blond hair, bleuw eyes, half lion.(see pick)
Powes: animal sences,animal strengt, retractebel claws.
Personalaty: loyal, impulsif, always protects his friends, often dont think and just act on his animal instinks.
Realation to team: he is gunfires long lost twin brother.
History: he is gunfires twin brother, but when he was 5 years old he got lost in the woods around gotham, and after thad got raised por lions. He leand thad is brother was still in gotham a fewe weeks hace and gunfire told him about the cave, thouw somtings are still stance to hime, beceas he lived in the wild whit the lions fore 12 years.
Notes:
he speaks normaly englys beceast he leard thad before he got lost.
he is not used to interacting whit pepol well anymore
He hase a knive made out of bone, thad he somtimes uses, thouw he prefers the uses of he owne claws.