What was I supposed to do? I had no choice, no choice at all. There was no point of me being on the team anymore, and Heather had been able to convince me of that. So I ended up faking my own death. I didn't have the guts to go tell them that I was just going to quit being a hero anymore. So now, exactly one año after I had "died", I found myself running down a dimly lit calle with rain pouring down on my head like hail, and about half a dozen o so police cars chasing me down. Just a few más blocks, that was all it took.
After about a minuto o two más of running, which felt like an hour, I met my destination. With my feet still throbbing, I painstakingly pulled out the transport. Turing a small ring that clung tightly to the side, a small button in the middle began to glow a dim yellow. por pressing the button, I could feel myself getting lighter and the scenery around me starting to fade away into a large warehouse. It looked más like a high-tech base than a warehouse, actually.
Waiting there for me were Heather and Clint, sitting on the sofá and talking quietly. "Did tu get it?" I managed to gasp out breathlessly. Without a sound, Heather, with her signature short blonde hair now dyed blue at the tips, tossed a small brown bag over the couch. She had terrible aim, and I ended up rolling over on the floor with the bag tucked close to my chest just to keep it from breaking. "Next time, I vote Clint to play as the distraction." I dicho with my eyes closed, and laying on my back on the floor. Getting up, I slowly and carefully opened the bag and reviewed the contents, everything seemed to be in there.
por adjusting my body temperature higher, I was able to steam off all the rainwater that had been soaked into my hair and my suit. I sighed and rubbed in between my eyes with my thumb and forefinger to help relive the headache I had collected from running in freezing cold rain for 20 continuous minutes. Sitting down in a chair in front of several large computer monitors, I began to start calculating where to hit next. The only problem was, the Justice League had been tracking us for the past few weeks and we were running out of options.
Suddenly, 2 arms wrapped around my shoulders. I smiled and tilted my head all the way back to see Colin smiling down at me. "Having fun?" He asked with his usual sarcastic tone. "Now I am." I laughed as he bent down and kissed me briefly on the lips. I spun around and jumped out of my chair into his tanned arms. He smiled, and let me down slowly. "You know, it really does mean a lot to me that tu are here." I whispered into his ear. Colin didn't registrarse as a villain. He was part of the team when he did. He was there to comfort me when Kaldur disappeared. And since he felt that he didn't belong on the team either, Heather had Clint coax him into joining us.
Colin was strong, had a nice tan, bleach blonde hair, and black eyes. The only time when his eyes were different, was when he was granting a wish; which we had tried to prevent at all costs.
**SHOULD I CONTINUE?? P.S- THIS TAKES PLACE IN THE NEW TIMELINE... MERCY IS 21....I THINK...**
After about a minuto o two más of running, which felt like an hour, I met my destination. With my feet still throbbing, I painstakingly pulled out the transport. Turing a small ring that clung tightly to the side, a small button in the middle began to glow a dim yellow. por pressing the button, I could feel myself getting lighter and the scenery around me starting to fade away into a large warehouse. It looked más like a high-tech base than a warehouse, actually.
Waiting there for me were Heather and Clint, sitting on the sofá and talking quietly. "Did tu get it?" I managed to gasp out breathlessly. Without a sound, Heather, with her signature short blonde hair now dyed blue at the tips, tossed a small brown bag over the couch. She had terrible aim, and I ended up rolling over on the floor with the bag tucked close to my chest just to keep it from breaking. "Next time, I vote Clint to play as the distraction." I dicho with my eyes closed, and laying on my back on the floor. Getting up, I slowly and carefully opened the bag and reviewed the contents, everything seemed to be in there.
por adjusting my body temperature higher, I was able to steam off all the rainwater that had been soaked into my hair and my suit. I sighed and rubbed in between my eyes with my thumb and forefinger to help relive the headache I had collected from running in freezing cold rain for 20 continuous minutes. Sitting down in a chair in front of several large computer monitors, I began to start calculating where to hit next. The only problem was, the Justice League had been tracking us for the past few weeks and we were running out of options.
Suddenly, 2 arms wrapped around my shoulders. I smiled and tilted my head all the way back to see Colin smiling down at me. "Having fun?" He asked with his usual sarcastic tone. "Now I am." I laughed as he bent down and kissed me briefly on the lips. I spun around and jumped out of my chair into his tanned arms. He smiled, and let me down slowly. "You know, it really does mean a lot to me that tu are here." I whispered into his ear. Colin didn't registrarse as a villain. He was part of the team when he did. He was there to comfort me when Kaldur disappeared. And since he felt that he didn't belong on the team either, Heather had Clint coax him into joining us.
Colin was strong, had a nice tan, bleach blonde hair, and black eyes. The only time when his eyes were different, was when he was granting a wish; which we had tried to prevent at all costs.
**SHOULD I CONTINUE?? P.S- THIS TAKES PLACE IN THE NEW TIMELINE... MERCY IS 21....I THINK...**
This is the song i chose for someones playlist. hope tu like!
tu sat me down on a rock hard chair,
tu told me i'd never leave,
But i didnt care!
You're the good guy,
And i aint,
Its time to say good bye, this aint our fate.
tu fight for the good,
But i dont, i dont.
I'm not sure it tu amor me,
o i it just this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
You're the hero i'm suppose to hate,
But we dont play por the rules,
tu took me on a date,
ANd when tu got home, your freinds were like,
"You aint welcome back, Go get a life!"
Guess i have to say i'm sorry,
I didnt mean to casue ya trouble baby.
I'm not sure if tu amor me,
o is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
Music
I'm the villain babe,
You're suppose to stop me from coming,
o have a luck save.
I've got a hook,
And i'm pretty sure tu know,
Its got something to do with your looks.
I'm not sure if tu amor me,
o is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
tu sat me down on a rock hard chair,
tu told me i'd never leave,
But i didnt care!
You're the good guy,
And i aint,
Its time to say good bye, this aint our fate.
tu fight for the good,
But i dont, i dont.
I'm not sure it tu amor me,
o i it just this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
You're the hero i'm suppose to hate,
But we dont play por the rules,
tu took me on a date,
ANd when tu got home, your freinds were like,
"You aint welcome back, Go get a life!"
Guess i have to say i'm sorry,
I didnt mean to casue ya trouble baby.
I'm not sure if tu amor me,
o is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
Music
I'm the villain babe,
You're suppose to stop me from coming,
o have a luck save.
I've got a hook,
And i'm pretty sure tu know,
Its got something to do with your looks.
I'm not sure if tu amor me,
o is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
Somewhere in the Arctic, 4:49 a.m.
Nathan curled up on the rocky floor of the dark cave, protected from the snow for now. He'd found a piece of rock chipped off from the edges of the cavern and had somehow created a spark that had ignited into a flame. How it was sustaining, well, he didn't know. But it was keeping him warm, and for that he was grateful.
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His corazón wasn't beating as fast as usuall. Pushing himself up, he went to find a pool of ice, to see what was wrong. What he saw shocked him: his hair had turned to it's orginal mocha hue, a sign of no powers.
He sighed, and realized with a jolt he was in a cave. A cave... and the last person he'd seen was the Batman's daughter. This small fact slightly amused him, but amusement turned to worry. "Fin..." he murmured. "Why can't tu see past what I've done? Why can't tu see that I amor you?"
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His corazón wasn't beating as fast as usuall. Pushing himself up, he went to find a pool of ice, to see what was wrong. What he saw shocked him: his hair had turned to it's orginal mocha hue, a sign of no powers.
He sighed, and realized with a jolt he was in a cave. A cave... and the last person he'd seen was the Batman's daughter. This small fact slightly amused him, but amusement turned to worry. "Fin..." he murmured. "Why can't tu see past what I've done? Why can't tu see that I amor you?"
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3) I will not be conmtinuing my current artículos on this site. It will be continuing on some of the above sites (as soon as I figure out how to work fanfiction.net)
So, yeah. That's it. I'll give tu guys actualización about when chapters are publicado and still participate in everything, I just won't be an active writer anymore. And feel free to contact me por PM on any of the sites telling me where I should go siguiente with my articles. TTYL :)
~Skittles98