The final glocke chimed, signaling the teenagers' realease from their prison of education. The students burst through the doors of Gotham Academy and streamed into the court-yard. They filed into the waiting limousines and Bentleys. Every one wore the same blue-yellow stripe ties, dark navy blazers, dress shoes, bleached white shirts, and finely pressed trousers- plaid skirts for the girls, caki pants for the boys. They also acted the same: texting on their iPhones, chatting in groups and cliques; Schauspielen like average teenage kids.
Amidst the swarm wandered a single girl, his target. From his watch point in a baum across the straße -cloaked in invisibility-, Seeker caught glimpses of her several times before she disappeared into the mix of her peers once again. He finally locked onto her position as she was talking to a group of girls before turning to a taller boy with wavy blonde hair. They walked together to a white motorcycle, streaked with gold, and drove off on the vehicle, the girl's hands looped around the boy's belt.
Seeker leapt out of the baum and ignored a small white poodle as it barked noisily at the still-invisible man. He kept the mantel up until in the driver's sitz of his Honda, then reappeared, glanced at the picture of a younger version of his target pinned to the sun-visor, and drove after the teenagers.
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Declan finally detected the motorcycle and its riders three cars ahead of him at a stop light. He continued following them, always keeping two cars between them, occasionally falling back farther to avoid apprehension.
Eventually, the bike pulled over, parked in front of apartment complexes, and Declan was forced to follow them on foot. It was slightly easier having Mehr freedom to Bewegen about, yet Mehr difficult to keep up with the quick paced teenagers. They slipped through the straße cluttered with pedestrians with ease, obviously having much practice in the city life Unfortunately for him, Declan wasn't used to so many people in his way and had to struggle through the mass of people.
As far as he could tell, the boy and his target were friends, maybe something closer. They chatted as they walked and the girl laughed often at her companion's witty jokes and friendly jibes. The laugh was familiar to Declan, something he had heard before.
The two boys sat on the cream-colored couch, watching their parents dance to the Weihnachten Musik from the stereo. Their father twirled his wife, earning an easy, gleeful laugh from the woman. He brought her close and lowered her in a dip, his stormy grey eyes sparkling.
Declan blinked away the memory. He had to Suchen a moment for his targets. They had progressed through the crowded straße and suddenly turned into an alley.
Caught off guard, Declan shoved his way through the crowd. He stumbled into the alley, only to find it empty. A shift if the shadows caused him to glance up just in time to catch the glimpse of a shoe before it disappeared onto the rooftop above.
Without a Sekunde thought, Seeker re-cloaked, and, with a running start, sprinted up the wall. He grasped the ledge of the building and pulled himself up into the rooftop. He glanced around and spotted two figures sprinting across the rooftops. One was completely clad in a black body-suit, navigating gracefully across the buildings as a bird flies through the sky, her braid streaming behind her. The Sekunde was flying on a sort of wheelless skateboard. He was half crouched over the air-craft, gaining speed. His golden blonde hair whipped in the wind.
The invisible predator took of after his unsuspecting prey. He was able to Bewegen quickly and easily over the obstacles and gaps in the apartments and restaurants thanks to his years of training. But the other two figures were equally quick, the boy easily speeding ahead on his hover board and the girl keeping up with him with ease. Seeker was able to gain but ten yards between them before they suddenly dropped into an alley.
He cursed and sprinted faster to the ledge, but saw no sign of his targets as he peered down into the alley.
"Malediceres fortuna!" he exclaimed in frustration.
Amidst the swarm wandered a single girl, his target. From his watch point in a baum across the straße -cloaked in invisibility-, Seeker caught glimpses of her several times before she disappeared into the mix of her peers once again. He finally locked onto her position as she was talking to a group of girls before turning to a taller boy with wavy blonde hair. They walked together to a white motorcycle, streaked with gold, and drove off on the vehicle, the girl's hands looped around the boy's belt.
Seeker leapt out of the baum and ignored a small white poodle as it barked noisily at the still-invisible man. He kept the mantel up until in the driver's sitz of his Honda, then reappeared, glanced at the picture of a younger version of his target pinned to the sun-visor, and drove after the teenagers.
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Declan finally detected the motorcycle and its riders three cars ahead of him at a stop light. He continued following them, always keeping two cars between them, occasionally falling back farther to avoid apprehension.
Eventually, the bike pulled over, parked in front of apartment complexes, and Declan was forced to follow them on foot. It was slightly easier having Mehr freedom to Bewegen about, yet Mehr difficult to keep up with the quick paced teenagers. They slipped through the straße cluttered with pedestrians with ease, obviously having much practice in the city life Unfortunately for him, Declan wasn't used to so many people in his way and had to struggle through the mass of people.
As far as he could tell, the boy and his target were friends, maybe something closer. They chatted as they walked and the girl laughed often at her companion's witty jokes and friendly jibes. The laugh was familiar to Declan, something he had heard before.
The two boys sat on the cream-colored couch, watching their parents dance to the Weihnachten Musik from the stereo. Their father twirled his wife, earning an easy, gleeful laugh from the woman. He brought her close and lowered her in a dip, his stormy grey eyes sparkling.
Declan blinked away the memory. He had to Suchen a moment for his targets. They had progressed through the crowded straße and suddenly turned into an alley.
Caught off guard, Declan shoved his way through the crowd. He stumbled into the alley, only to find it empty. A shift if the shadows caused him to glance up just in time to catch the glimpse of a shoe before it disappeared onto the rooftop above.
Without a Sekunde thought, Seeker re-cloaked, and, with a running start, sprinted up the wall. He grasped the ledge of the building and pulled himself up into the rooftop. He glanced around and spotted two figures sprinting across the rooftops. One was completely clad in a black body-suit, navigating gracefully across the buildings as a bird flies through the sky, her braid streaming behind her. The Sekunde was flying on a sort of wheelless skateboard. He was half crouched over the air-craft, gaining speed. His golden blonde hair whipped in the wind.
The invisible predator took of after his unsuspecting prey. He was able to Bewegen quickly and easily over the obstacles and gaps in the apartments and restaurants thanks to his years of training. But the other two figures were equally quick, the boy easily speeding ahead on his hover board and the girl keeping up with him with ease. Seeker was able to gain but ten yards between them before they suddenly dropped into an alley.
He cursed and sprinted faster to the ledge, but saw no sign of his targets as he peered down into the alley.
"Malediceres fortuna!" he exclaimed in frustration.
Name: Lara Nightingale
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop oben, nach oben with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop oben, nach oben with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
"Quite impressive." A voice whispered in Revenge's ear.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. Du secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A transporter, van screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the transporter, van and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed Weiter to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the transporter, van before driving off.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. Du secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A transporter, van screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the transporter, van and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed Weiter to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the transporter, van before driving off.
Kenzie freaks out when Robin tells her that she's going to go insane if she stays with Brennan for too much longer. She watches the fight begin as Brennan picks her up and tightens his grip on her. Screaming, she accidentally freezes time. She then asks for an explanation from Robin, who tells her Fin's real story and who Kenzie was. Kenzie gets really upset Von this and time is unfrozen, but no one actually notices. Chelsea gets the upper hand and attacks everyone.
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...