Cuz most people dont know....
Ciel's POV
I crouched in the vent. Watching every Bewegen of the slender girl. In the cave, alot of people thought, Mel was, a little girl, one who needed protection. Boy were they wrong. I watched her sit on the couch with her casted arm, typing on her laptop with her good one, her left one. She put in her white earbuds. She nodded to the beat. Nod, nod, pause, nod. Mental note that. I crawled around in the vents, to another grate. Du know how many broken arms she gets from being beat up? She says its from beating up Erasers. Pfft. Big, fat, lie. Exactly 21. She heals pretty fast, but, she's stuck with a big bulky cast for a day. Not good for the kind of stuff she does in a day. She suddenly stopped everything. Breathing. Typing. Maybe even her heart. I jumped out of the vent. It was about 2:30 in the morning. Her laptop slid off her legs and I caught it. I shook her, that usually snapped the sense back into her. She gasped. She started breathing normaly again.
"Good." I said. I set the laptop back ono her legs.
"Uh, thanks." Mel whispered.
"Eh," I sagte shrugging. "Kinda my job." I finished. I jumped up, grabbed a rafter, and swung into a vent.
Mel's POV
I walked down the street. haube pulled up, hands in pockets. I could almost feel my arm healing. Though, I am sensitive to most things. I felt my guardian Bewegen among the shadows. He was silent. But nothing can get past me, and my senses. My arm was grabbed. I whipped around, ready to chop someones head off. My messer hand of death was stopped, at the sight of a young boy.
"Uh, sorry, Du uh, just dropped, this..." He stuttered. Poor boy, I was about to kill him, he just wanted to do the right thing. He handed me my notepad, that i left at the cave. I cursed under my breath. A smirk spread across his face.
"Bye bye." Was all he sagte as he dissappeared into Gotham. I threw the notebook to the ground and unfurled my wings. My silent protector gone. I shot into the air as it exploded, sending pieces of building at me. I dodged most, but a piece of glass was embedded in my wing. I yelped, and as I started to loose altitude, I was grabbed Von my arm. Ciel clinging to the side of a diffrent buildling than the one that exploded, using new gloves to cling to a window. He was in a crouching position, his boots had the tech attached to the bottoms. I felt the glass in my wing, it hurt, but all I did was wince. He held onto my arm tightly. He launched off the building, holding my arm in one hand, and shooting a rope from the other, a watch consealed the thin, yet strong rope.
Ciel's POV
After saving Mel's butt, we were at my old home, in the living area. She was sitting on the mahogany coffee table, her wings outstretched, she had a fifteen foot wingspan. Huge. My house was, huge. So, the living area had no problem with the big feathery things. Mel's knees were pulled up to her chest, well, as far as her belly bump allowed her too, her arms wrapped around her legs. I examined her wings, they were soft to the touch, then, there was the glass. Mel already had a rag to bite on. It was a pretty big peice of glass, big as a large abendessen plate.
"Count of three." I said. She nodded, she new that ment count of two.
"One." I said, grabbing ahold of the glass.
"Two." I said, a bit of force in my voice as i yanked it out. I could hear Mel whimper. "Pain" was not a word in her vocabulary. Nor was "Hurt" oder anything like that. She spit out the rag, and looked around. It was a big living area. She was probably planning escape routes. Now that she was vulnerable, she was super detail oriented. But, when wasnt she super detail oriented?
Mel's POV
I sighed. Ciel was wrapping my wing, I hated people touching them, but, he gentley rubbed the spot in between my wings that made me relax. Ciel knew me well. We we're very close. Ciel is one of the few actually there for me. And that number is growing. Once Ciel finished wrapping my wing, he rubbed the spot between my wings that made me relax again. I got off the table, mentally noting every escape route. I walked over to the staircase, and started walking up the stairs. Ciel behind me, shut the lights off as we passed the lightswitch. I could see in the dark, but in the last few days, my nightvision had been blurred. I felt Ciel put a hand on my back, and nudge me into the hall. I turned left. That gut feeling dropped in. I didnt feel safe, I didnt trust my instinct. I stopped.
"C'mon." Ciel said. He was standing behind me.
"You can sleep in my room if it makes Du feel better." He added. Like I said, he knew me. I turned around, and folowed him into his bedroom. There were two beds. One where he slept, and one where his....well, his sister used to sleep there. I climbed into the bett his sister's bed, and he climbed into his. I pulled the covers up over my head, and heard the chime of the Musik box I loved so much. I smiled, his concideration made me feel comfortable. I snuggled deep into the sheets, and drifted into sleep.
Oh well, cruddy ending. Comment! ♥
Ciel's POV
I crouched in the vent. Watching every Bewegen of the slender girl. In the cave, alot of people thought, Mel was, a little girl, one who needed protection. Boy were they wrong. I watched her sit on the couch with her casted arm, typing on her laptop with her good one, her left one. She put in her white earbuds. She nodded to the beat. Nod, nod, pause, nod. Mental note that. I crawled around in the vents, to another grate. Du know how many broken arms she gets from being beat up? She says its from beating up Erasers. Pfft. Big, fat, lie. Exactly 21. She heals pretty fast, but, she's stuck with a big bulky cast for a day. Not good for the kind of stuff she does in a day. She suddenly stopped everything. Breathing. Typing. Maybe even her heart. I jumped out of the vent. It was about 2:30 in the morning. Her laptop slid off her legs and I caught it. I shook her, that usually snapped the sense back into her. She gasped. She started breathing normaly again.
"Good." I said. I set the laptop back ono her legs.
"Uh, thanks." Mel whispered.
"Eh," I sagte shrugging. "Kinda my job." I finished. I jumped up, grabbed a rafter, and swung into a vent.
Mel's POV
I walked down the street. haube pulled up, hands in pockets. I could almost feel my arm healing. Though, I am sensitive to most things. I felt my guardian Bewegen among the shadows. He was silent. But nothing can get past me, and my senses. My arm was grabbed. I whipped around, ready to chop someones head off. My messer hand of death was stopped, at the sight of a young boy.
"Uh, sorry, Du uh, just dropped, this..." He stuttered. Poor boy, I was about to kill him, he just wanted to do the right thing. He handed me my notepad, that i left at the cave. I cursed under my breath. A smirk spread across his face.
"Bye bye." Was all he sagte as he dissappeared into Gotham. I threw the notebook to the ground and unfurled my wings. My silent protector gone. I shot into the air as it exploded, sending pieces of building at me. I dodged most, but a piece of glass was embedded in my wing. I yelped, and as I started to loose altitude, I was grabbed Von my arm. Ciel clinging to the side of a diffrent buildling than the one that exploded, using new gloves to cling to a window. He was in a crouching position, his boots had the tech attached to the bottoms. I felt the glass in my wing, it hurt, but all I did was wince. He held onto my arm tightly. He launched off the building, holding my arm in one hand, and shooting a rope from the other, a watch consealed the thin, yet strong rope.
Ciel's POV
After saving Mel's butt, we were at my old home, in the living area. She was sitting on the mahogany coffee table, her wings outstretched, she had a fifteen foot wingspan. Huge. My house was, huge. So, the living area had no problem with the big feathery things. Mel's knees were pulled up to her chest, well, as far as her belly bump allowed her too, her arms wrapped around her legs. I examined her wings, they were soft to the touch, then, there was the glass. Mel already had a rag to bite on. It was a pretty big peice of glass, big as a large abendessen plate.
"Count of three." I said. She nodded, she new that ment count of two.
"One." I said, grabbing ahold of the glass.
"Two." I said, a bit of force in my voice as i yanked it out. I could hear Mel whimper. "Pain" was not a word in her vocabulary. Nor was "Hurt" oder anything like that. She spit out the rag, and looked around. It was a big living area. She was probably planning escape routes. Now that she was vulnerable, she was super detail oriented. But, when wasnt she super detail oriented?
Mel's POV
I sighed. Ciel was wrapping my wing, I hated people touching them, but, he gentley rubbed the spot in between my wings that made me relax. Ciel knew me well. We we're very close. Ciel is one of the few actually there for me. And that number is growing. Once Ciel finished wrapping my wing, he rubbed the spot between my wings that made me relax again. I got off the table, mentally noting every escape route. I walked over to the staircase, and started walking up the stairs. Ciel behind me, shut the lights off as we passed the lightswitch. I could see in the dark, but in the last few days, my nightvision had been blurred. I felt Ciel put a hand on my back, and nudge me into the hall. I turned left. That gut feeling dropped in. I didnt feel safe, I didnt trust my instinct. I stopped.
"C'mon." Ciel said. He was standing behind me.
"You can sleep in my room if it makes Du feel better." He added. Like I said, he knew me. I turned around, and folowed him into his bedroom. There were two beds. One where he slept, and one where his....well, his sister used to sleep there. I climbed into the bett his sister's bed, and he climbed into his. I pulled the covers up over my head, and heard the chime of the Musik box I loved so much. I smiled, his concideration made me feel comfortable. I snuggled deep into the sheets, and drifted into sleep.
Oh well, cruddy ending. Comment! ♥
Age: 15
Details: Human, white, english
Powers: Red lantern ring, Superhuman strength and durability, advanced skills, knowlage and abilitys.
Story: Kitanas always been different, Mehr angry than different. Her parents kicked her out when she was 5 and she was found and sent to a faster care home. Many familys came and went but she always ended up back at the care home. Over time she just got Mehr outraged at life and how to her everyone seem to think they were better than her. It got to the point where she had tryed to kill herself many a time but Kitana was always caught. Atrocitus, leader of the Red Lanert Corp reached out a hand and saw in her eyes the ture potenial her rage had within.
Personality: Self obssessed and over confident, hot headed and bossy and to be frank stuck up!
Uniform: (I'll draw and post a pic soon!)
"How in hell is it back?!"
"The Mehr important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The Sekunde person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger Friends that Maura killed Du guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If Du guys really do want Mehr just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give Du for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! Liebe ya guys!))
"The Mehr important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The Sekunde person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger Friends that Maura killed Du guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If Du guys really do want Mehr just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give Du for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! Liebe ya guys!))
Name: McKenzie Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age:15
Occupation: Hero.
Powers:
-Flight (wings),
-telekinesis,
-can attract metal to herself
Skills;
-hand to hand combat,
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she teilt, split from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and teilt, 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.
Other: -When Nudge is in stealth mode, her eyes are red, hair is curly, and she has black bat wings.
-Has a older brother, you've seen him before, figure it out.
Fang snapped upright, resulting in slamming his head on the metal dog kiste he was sitting in.
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" Angel – Jäger der Finsternis stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." Angel – Jäger der Finsternis looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" Angel – Jäger der Finsternis scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" Angel – Jäger der Finsternis stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." Angel – Jäger der Finsternis looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" Angel – Jäger der Finsternis scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D