Her back hit the Wand with a quiet thump. Her hands were pinned on either side, and she closed her eyes. His lips fell on hers and she smiled, Küssen back. The gentle KISS soon became Mehr passionate. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. They broke apart at a low, but deadly growl. Both turned to look at the very grumpy Fang that had entered the room. Dylan smirked as Fang sat on the couch, arms crossed. Dylan winked at Phoebe and walked over to the raven-haired hero.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”
No response. Dylan looked back to Phoebe, who was biting her lip to keep from laughing.
“Going through Devin with-drawls are we?”
“Shut up!”
Dylan laughed spitefully, jumping away at the fist aimed for him.
“You're very amusing, Fang.”
“How so, jester?”
“Devin's been gone maybe...four days and you're snappy.”
Fang growled again and stood up. He muttered something the other two couldn't hear.
“Calm down Fang. I'm teasing!”
“Tease away! Have your laugh! At the end of the day, you're Mehr of a freak than anyone here!”
“Fang!”
“It's okay Phoebe. Fang's short tempered Antworten don't bother me. I already sagte he's going through Devin with-drawls.”
Fang glared and Blade chose that moment to enter the room.
“Hey Phoebs. Hi guys. What's up?”
“Fang has Devin with-drawls,” Phoebe answered.
Blade looked over at the boy in question.
“He's going through what?”
“He misses his Angel – Jäger der Finsternis but can't say it. So he's snappy.”
Blade smirked almost evilly.
“I found it!”
Erin looked up from her game and came over to Devin.
“Tell me where it is.”
“What about Becca? Don't we need to wake her?”
“Trust me. The trip out will wake her. Where is it?”
Devin floated over to the Wand and burned a small hole.
“Right there.”
“Gotcha chere.”
Erin shook her head.
“Stupid DNA does things. Sorry Dev.”
“It's okay Erin. Just get us out of here!”
“Kay! This place bout to blow!”
“You had a song moment.”
“Shut up!”
Erin studied the place where Devin had marked.
“How thick is this? Past Superman thick?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Which power do I use?”
“Try this one.”
Becca came over, eyes glowing a blood red. She pulled her hand back and punched right where Devin marked. The was a loud crack and smoke came from her fist.
“Nice Bec. My turn.”
Erin's hand lit with energy and she mimicked Becca's move. The Wand shattered into a million red shards. Wind whipped Von quickly and then there was silence.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”
No response. Dylan looked back to Phoebe, who was biting her lip to keep from laughing.
“Going through Devin with-drawls are we?”
“Shut up!”
Dylan laughed spitefully, jumping away at the fist aimed for him.
“You're very amusing, Fang.”
“How so, jester?”
“Devin's been gone maybe...four days and you're snappy.”
Fang growled again and stood up. He muttered something the other two couldn't hear.
“Calm down Fang. I'm teasing!”
“Tease away! Have your laugh! At the end of the day, you're Mehr of a freak than anyone here!”
“Fang!”
“It's okay Phoebe. Fang's short tempered Antworten don't bother me. I already sagte he's going through Devin with-drawls.”
Fang glared and Blade chose that moment to enter the room.
“Hey Phoebs. Hi guys. What's up?”
“Fang has Devin with-drawls,” Phoebe answered.
Blade looked over at the boy in question.
“He's going through what?”
“He misses his Angel – Jäger der Finsternis but can't say it. So he's snappy.”
Blade smirked almost evilly.
“I found it!”
Erin looked up from her game and came over to Devin.
“Tell me where it is.”
“What about Becca? Don't we need to wake her?”
“Trust me. The trip out will wake her. Where is it?”
Devin floated over to the Wand and burned a small hole.
“Right there.”
“Gotcha chere.”
Erin shook her head.
“Stupid DNA does things. Sorry Dev.”
“It's okay Erin. Just get us out of here!”
“Kay! This place bout to blow!”
“You had a song moment.”
“Shut up!”
Erin studied the place where Devin had marked.
“How thick is this? Past Superman thick?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Which power do I use?”
“Try this one.”
Becca came over, eyes glowing a blood red. She pulled her hand back and punched right where Devin marked. The was a loud crack and smoke came from her fist.
“Nice Bec. My turn.”
Erin's hand lit with energy and she mimicked Becca's move. The Wand shattered into a million red shards. Wind whipped Von quickly and then there was silence.
Alter Ego- Night
Age- 14
Grade- Freshmen
Allies- Target/Caleb
Personality- flashy, competitive, little sister, cocky, arrogant, proud, loud, loving, a little violent, spirted
Ability-
Tag unlike her brother is not a meta. She works with blades and hand to hand combat. She often uses her mouth to get what she wants and feeds lies to the enemy. She can set traps and is a great pickpocket.
Weakness-
She's to loud. To arrogant, She likes being flash and competitive about her surroundings. She is also a little sister which means she pushed her brother to the limit. Since he is a meta she sometimes feels that she has to beat him at stuff.
History-
Her father ran off shortly after she was born. Her mother committed suicide when she was 8. She doesn't remember her mother much because the woman was not a constant in her young life. She mostly remembers Caleb raising her.
Side notes-
-is a little ruff and tends to get in trouble at school.
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Alias:Unknown
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, 5'8, he always wore a beanies and really any headgear. and he always has black war paint on his cheeks.
Personality: He was very cocky and tried to make a joke out of everything, he always thought of cocky and sarcastic remarks to people who were trying to be serious. He was someone who lightened the mood when things got tough. especially being trapped in that town.
Powers/Abilities: he had the ability to create mist and fog to hide himself oder confuse enemies, his weapon of choice was daggers and a small double handed scypths.
Past: he died in a escape plan gone wrong.
Others: He was one of the reasons why BloodMist never cracked under the sadness and how overwhelmed he felt being trapped there. He made him see the light in most of the situations and made him able to keep his composure.
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white mantel and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained Mehr powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes Von the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope Du enjoyed
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white mantel and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained Mehr powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes Von the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope Du enjoyed
Matt new to Gotham city
