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posted by Obscurity98
Harley sat on the center of the tabelle at the Watchtower. Unprofessionally, but no one sagte anything. Surrounded Von both, the Leaguers and the newest part of the Young Justice Team. Batman addressed her Seriously, "Harley, Du understand the risks of this? Don't you?" Harley nodded, "right now, i cannot stand it. I mean it. I don't know how Du do it Batman, but i cannot stay human forever. I just...i cant." Silverwings rolled her eyes at Harley's comment.
Superman sighed, "This is a very dangerous risk Harley, if something were to go wrong..." Harley shook her head, "I took all the information, and my notebooks should help too. They have all they need. I want to go back to who i was before Superman. I feel so helpless, in this...HUMAN form."
Superman nodded, "i understand." Batman stood up, "You are positive Du want to do this Harley?" Harley gave him a glare, nothing of his standards but a glare nonetheless. "i Have confidence in S.T.A.R Labs Batman... besides...Skylar died for me...to save the world. But how can i do that, when i cant do what i do best?"
She turned to her Friends behind her, "I have to do this guys, i know Du understand why...But if something goes wrong.." Mafia ran over to her, she was allowed into wachturm for this occasion only, "Do not say such things Harley Mei. Du will be fine, i am sure."

((she is my real friend in life, so this is how she talks))

Everyone stepped in to hug her good bye, much to Harley's "i don't do hugs" protest. From Twan, to Silverwings, To Mafia, and Meta.
Even Superboy, Megan, Nightwing and much of (canon) team members were there too. She hugged each a good bye, and walked to the transporters. She stepped on and waved as the Beam sent her back to earth.

"Are Du set Ms. Kent?" asked a surgeon as she walked up to her. Harley nodded, "I am sir...I am ready to get my powers back." Suddenly Harley gasped, "Dr.? Foriam?" Dr. Foriam looked over his shoulder at her, "I am...do not be alarmed, after Dr. Varhiez was sent to away, i left his side. And besides, i am not Conducting the surgery. Another Doctor has been appointed for the such."

Harley's mind began to fuzz as she got the anesthetic. Dr. Altret whispered to her, "all will be well Ms. Kent. Du will soon be restored to normal."
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Harley awoke in a white room, Eyes fluttering, she noticed the ceiling, it seemed very close to her. She reached out her arm, and was able to touch it! She gasped, worried. Just then she screamed as she fell. Her body fell into the plush Labs' Beds. She looked around and IV dripped to her right arm, and Blumen on the night stand. She smiled as she soon realized, she had been flying. She sat up and glanced over a cup of water. She raised her hand and the water moved to her command. She smiled widely and happily. She heard a commotion outside suddenly.
She was startled as the main members of JL were running into her room, along with all her Friends of YJ.
Mafia ran over to hug her, and so did Superboy. Batman smiled her way and Superman hugged her tightly. She didn't even feel the pain.
"so Harley, how are Du feeling?" asked Burke

((brought him into this cause Mafia wont shut up about him))

Harley smiled at Mafia and the smile she wore on her face. She decided on giving them a surprise, she snapped her fingers and threw some feuer at Burke. Who caught it. "all better Honey." she sagte in her signature name calling.
She smiled at all the face that beamed back. However one was missing, she looked up to the sky, "I don't know where Du are Skylar, but if you're watching over me now, I Want to let Du know i will help save the Earth for as long as i live... because I'm not Human Anymore!
When Nye awoke, he found himself in his bett with Jennifer sitting beside him, holding his hand. She looked at him relived.

"Oh thank God," she breathed out. Nye took his hand and pushed a piece of her long dark brown hair behind her ear. She smiled at him.

"Alright," he said, shifting his position in the bed, "I need to go find some answers."

A little later in the day, Nye was racking his brain, trying hard to remember what happened in his seen future. A man? No, a girl held the gun. Was her hair brown? oder maybe it was black. But there was definitely a gun in her hand, along with some blood....
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posted by SilverWings13
The full moon hung high over the boat, as if purposely shedding its light on the children below. There was never total silence, even this late into the night. The waves lapped softly against the hull. And there was always that buzz, orchestrated Von the light breeze blowing off the ocean and its current gently rocking the boat; the song of the sea.
Whisper lay on the stern, drifting between subconscious and the verge of sleep. A sudden sound caused her to snap awake, her body tense. Another splash, closer, she thought. Too big to be a fish.
Worried calling out to the others would startle whatever...
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posted by 221B-Baker
This charrie goes Von the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, oder his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization Von tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing Mehr Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.

This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to Schreiben them, so, patience.
She layed in her bett while a blue gleam entered the room, her grey eyes blinked back tears, she felt lonesome, empty…..just like when her parents died. A knock sounded at the door along with the deep voice that was her brother, “ Hey Ary Du awake in there? We need to talk “ Declan sagte from outside the door. Aryess wiped tears from her eyes and hissed out “ I wouldn’t be asleep with how loud your talking anyway “, “ are Du decent? im coming in “ he announced. Aryess let out a sigh of annoyance as a sign for him to come in, the door opened and the blonde haired boy entered...
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*giggles*

((Oy...))

1)    If Du had to choose between riding on a regenbogen oder delivering rainbows, and why?

Both! And I already deliver them anyways…

2)    When is someone going to go elefant riding with me?

*in robot voice* Unable to answer due to the fact it is directed to others…

((What the-))

3)    Would Du rather live in a giant pumpkin, oder eat a giant pumpkin?

Live in one! Then I can be like that bunny that lived in one!

4)    Unicorns oder Weltraum Unicorns? Please explain!

SPCAE UNICORNS! It would be offensive to...
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(( two months Vor Silvers P.O.V ))

I crossed my arms defiantly looking at Jet “ what the heck does the black swordsman do? “, Jet shrugged “ some say he holds great power, some say hes evil, and some say that hes the one who created the game “. I crinkled my nose confused “ why is there only one black swordsman? “ I muttered out, Jet looked at me with his brown eyes “ don’t think im lying this is what ive heard….you told me to tell Du all there is to know about the game, and every ones wondering who the black swordsman is and wondering whose great enough to be someone with...
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Can Du believe it? It's officially been a Jahr since Red Revenge made his first appearance in Heart of Courage...

And now it's time for the party to start! Later this week, 66DragonAnimations will be uploading a video celebrating the one Jahr anniversary of this vigilante! The link to the link is below. They've even re-designed it for the special anniversary!!!

And what will the link account be doing Du ask? Why, we're re-publishing every single Red Revenge story ever! Go check it out, Fan us, and enjoy this Monat of the Black Hero.

Celebrations start December 1st and continue until the World Premiere of What Matters? on January 5th!

So please, enjoy this Monat of festivities and DON'T LEAVE!!!! WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!
posted by Red-Revenge
End Strategy

(Part 1)

New York City,

June 17, 08:09 EST

Holly groaned and rolled over, feeling the cool air wash over her body. There was a certain absence in the bett which she quickly recognized was Sam. She sighed and laid in the bett for a little while longer before rolling out and walking into the bathroom. She took a quick hot dusche and threw on a robe, gewand before walking into the kitchen.

Sam was sitting at the tabelle Lesen the newspaper. He had a steaming cup of coffee in his hand which he drank without seeming to notice the temperature.

"Happy Birthday." stechpalme, holly said, Küssen him on the cheek before...
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posted by Mclovin_69
k i know i sagte no Mehr ocs but we dont have enough villans so i made one.

Name: Madeline Dusan

Villian Name: Trance

Age: 15

gender: female

Appearance: she has long black hair and often wears a mask to cover her eyes until she uses them against people. And red eyes. ( before she had blue eyes and blonde hair)

powers/skills: she has eyes in the palms of her hands and her eyes a hypnotic. She can hypnotise the opposite gender and make them fall in Liebe with her. And is powerful in the mystic arts.

Personality: she is a self absorbed person and loves everything about herself but gets jealous at anyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
She heard a crash, a loud one. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head. But when the computer announced Batman's arrival, she jumped out of bett and into the closet. We didn't have training today. Were we supposed to get a mission? She stepped out of her room, ready for action, like most of the others who had slept in on their Tag off. Blade yawned before heading into the mission room. She saw not only Batman, but also Zatanna, and a few other JLA members. Okay. Not a mission.
“Devin's gone missing,” A voice whispered in her ear.
She would have reacted, but she knew that voice too...
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posted by AislingYJ
24 hours later
Her bare feet pressed down into the trampoline floor, sending her flying into the air. She bounced in place, then dropped to the floor in a sitting position. “Seat...” she muttered to herself as she sprung back up. On the Weiter bounce, she dropped to her knees. “Drop.” When she hit the ground again, she was flat on her stomach. “Belly...” She popped back up to her feet. “Flop!” She grinned triumphantly, and began circling the outside edge of the trampoline, occasionally doing a roundhouse kick oder an elaborate dodge against her invisible enemy. After circling a few...
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added by XxKFforeverXx
posted by SilverWings13
I realize how crummy my first bio of my OC was, so I've decided to rewrite it.

Occupation: Heroin in training- Team Young Justice
Alter-Ego: Aryess Weston aka Ary
Personality: mature for her age, but often acts like a kid to keep up the good mood; trustworthy though doesn't trust many others; very friendly unless she feels threatened; stubborn.
Age: 14
Description: 5'5"; fair hair; light gray eyes; always wears her angel-charm nacklace; two Tattoos (one on left shoulder, one on lower back, both hidden from view).
Skills: no super powers, messer handling, martial arts, straße fighting, mild acrobatics,...
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added by MinaBloodlust
posted by SilverWings13
“Did Du get it?” Marius demanded.
Angel was too busy choking up water from her lungs to answer. Gabriel was all but passed out on the snow beside her.
“Well, did you?” Chloë inquired eagerly. The blonde nodded, finally regaining her breath. “Then let us see it!”
“Not here,” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis wheezed, “Not with-” It was only then that it occurred to her how red the soft blanket she sat on. There were bodies laid across the courtyard. Some were entombed in caskets of ice, their expressions of shock and horror Frozen as if they were displays in a museum. Others had been ripped apart by...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the schreibtisch and appeared to be staring intently over the oben, nach oben of his open laptop at the Bilder taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Wonderland...
Wonderland...
We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? Du snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives oder Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And Von fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock Lesen well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone oder why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid Mehr attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when Du do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a sitz on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of Fragen written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. Du and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in Suchen of the answer to the Frage I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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