Yup. I'm posting early, so I can give myself some time to finish the Weiter few parts over Thanksgiving Break. Also... I just want Du to have some Kyric fluff.
This story occurs around the end of November/December 1st, which, according to the YJ comics, is Robin's birthday, therefore making it Fin's biological birthday. :3 Yup... Enjoy!
Watching from an opposite rooftop, a smile graced a pair of crimson painted lips. “She’s too vulnerable like this. Untrusting.”
“So what are Du going to do about it?”
“I’ve heard she wants to do this all on her own.”
“And...”
The first girl’s grin grew. “I’m going to make this a living hell for her.”
“Well, count me out. My days messing with this chick is over. After what happened to me last time,” the 20 Jahr old male hissed out, shifting his left arm subconsciously.
“Whatever, Brennan.”
“Sorry, Chelsea, but I’m just not seeing how this is going to work out. Du can’t just arrive and start to destroy her. It’s not gonna work out like that.”
Chelsea stood, opening a portal. “I don’t think so either. It’ll take awhile, but I’m sure we can get back up to speed.”
Brennan shook his head and glanced back at where the Heroes were beginning to first leave, then turned. “I’m usually not the sceptical one, but I got my arm burned off for trying to grab her shoulder. I think something worse is going to happen to you.”
Chelsea simply chuckled. “I’m rather counting on it.”
~/:::::\~
The door to the flat opened, and Eric shuffled in. The clock on the wall, a couple Minuten off, read 12:32 a.m. He slowly closed the door behind him, and dropped his backpack on the countertop. “Hey.”
When he didn’t get a response, he continued into the living room. He noticed on the couch there was a sleeping form, and he reached over to shake her shoulder lightly, when he paused, looking at her. She seemed almost perfect, sleeping soundly, like nothing had changed. He smiled softly, then touch her shoulder. "Kyra."
She jolted awake, then calmed. "Don't do that, please..."
"I'll try not to."
"What are Du doing here? I told Du guys not--"
"It's just me, Ky."
"Oh."
He sat down Weiter to her and kissed her lightly. She hummed in reply, and cuddled up Weiter to him happily. "Almost forgot," he murmured, pulling a small bag from his pocket. "Happy birthday."
"'S not my birthday yet."
“It’s your brother’s birthday, and your sisters, but it’s not yours.”
“No. I disowned it.”
“So? Du can’t just disown your birthday.”
“Well I did.”
He glanced over at her, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you... Just take the damn present.”
She chuckled, and took the bag from him, going to open it. “Eric...”
“Do Du like it?” he mumbled, looking away sheepishly and covering himself with a pillow.
“It’s... wow, Eric...” She pulled out a small, silver band that fit on her pinkie finger. On the inside, in small, precise cursive, were the words “cu tine pentru totdeauna”
“With Du forever...” Kyra murmured. “Eric, that’s...”
“I just.. Du know.. I want Du to always remember me...” he muttered.
She threw her arms around his neck. “I will. I promise.”
They sat like that for a little bit, snow beginning to fall outside lightly. He moved over and she settled her head in his lap. Another Minute went Von before he asked, “What’s your real reason for doing this?”
She sighed. “I felt the need.. to.. prove something.”
“To the League?”
A scoff. “No, I don’t have anything to prove to them.”
“Then...”
“To... to Bruce, I suppose... I want to Zeigen him that I’m Mehr than just some helpless kid he took in out of pity. I want him to see I’m more.”
“I see... Du do realize that’s basically the reason your brother’s doing this?”
“Screw you, bastard.”
He laughed and leaned back. “You haven’t called me that in a while.”
“No.”
She began to hum softly, and they both slowly fell asleep. But the Weiter morning, he woke up in an empty flat, the door cracked open, and his girlfriend gone.
This story occurs around the end of November/December 1st, which, according to the YJ comics, is Robin's birthday, therefore making it Fin's biological birthday. :3 Yup... Enjoy!
Watching from an opposite rooftop, a smile graced a pair of crimson painted lips. “She’s too vulnerable like this. Untrusting.”
“So what are Du going to do about it?”
“I’ve heard she wants to do this all on her own.”
“And...”
The first girl’s grin grew. “I’m going to make this a living hell for her.”
“Well, count me out. My days messing with this chick is over. After what happened to me last time,” the 20 Jahr old male hissed out, shifting his left arm subconsciously.
“Whatever, Brennan.”
“Sorry, Chelsea, but I’m just not seeing how this is going to work out. Du can’t just arrive and start to destroy her. It’s not gonna work out like that.”
Chelsea stood, opening a portal. “I don’t think so either. It’ll take awhile, but I’m sure we can get back up to speed.”
Brennan shook his head and glanced back at where the Heroes were beginning to first leave, then turned. “I’m usually not the sceptical one, but I got my arm burned off for trying to grab her shoulder. I think something worse is going to happen to you.”
Chelsea simply chuckled. “I’m rather counting on it.”
~/:::::\~
The door to the flat opened, and Eric shuffled in. The clock on the wall, a couple Minuten off, read 12:32 a.m. He slowly closed the door behind him, and dropped his backpack on the countertop. “Hey.”
When he didn’t get a response, he continued into the living room. He noticed on the couch there was a sleeping form, and he reached over to shake her shoulder lightly, when he paused, looking at her. She seemed almost perfect, sleeping soundly, like nothing had changed. He smiled softly, then touch her shoulder. "Kyra."
She jolted awake, then calmed. "Don't do that, please..."
"I'll try not to."
"What are Du doing here? I told Du guys not--"
"It's just me, Ky."
"Oh."
He sat down Weiter to her and kissed her lightly. She hummed in reply, and cuddled up Weiter to him happily. "Almost forgot," he murmured, pulling a small bag from his pocket. "Happy birthday."
"'S not my birthday yet."
“It’s your brother’s birthday, and your sisters, but it’s not yours.”
“No. I disowned it.”
“So? Du can’t just disown your birthday.”
“Well I did.”
He glanced over at her, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you... Just take the damn present.”
She chuckled, and took the bag from him, going to open it. “Eric...”
“Do Du like it?” he mumbled, looking away sheepishly and covering himself with a pillow.
“It’s... wow, Eric...” She pulled out a small, silver band that fit on her pinkie finger. On the inside, in small, precise cursive, were the words “cu tine pentru totdeauna”
“With Du forever...” Kyra murmured. “Eric, that’s...”
“I just.. Du know.. I want Du to always remember me...” he muttered.
She threw her arms around his neck. “I will. I promise.”
They sat like that for a little bit, snow beginning to fall outside lightly. He moved over and she settled her head in his lap. Another Minute went Von before he asked, “What’s your real reason for doing this?”
She sighed. “I felt the need.. to.. prove something.”
“To the League?”
A scoff. “No, I don’t have anything to prove to them.”
“Then...”
“To... to Bruce, I suppose... I want to Zeigen him that I’m Mehr than just some helpless kid he took in out of pity. I want him to see I’m more.”
“I see... Du do realize that’s basically the reason your brother’s doing this?”
“Screw you, bastard.”
He laughed and leaned back. “You haven’t called me that in a while.”
“No.”
She began to hum softly, and they both slowly fell asleep. But the Weiter morning, he woke up in an empty flat, the door cracked open, and his girlfriend gone.
Just cause I found it
The Face.
Everyday I wake up
and put on a face
that hides all of the tears, fears, thoughts, and feelings
that I deal with everyday.
Not many people even know the real me.
They know me as the happy, always smiling self.
They don't see the crying, upset, depressed me.
My Friends have no clue how hard it is to appear so happy,
when, on the inside,
I'm ready to scream oder cry.
It's hard.
Only one person, including me, knows my real self.
If anyone else saw it,
they wouldn't be able to take it.
They don't know what it's like to live a lie
everytime I wake up.
Sick. Twisted. Not One Of You.
Everyday I wake up
and put on a face
that hides all of the tears, fears, thoughts, and feelings
that I deal with everyday.
Not many people even know the real me.
They know me as the happy, always smiling self.
They don't see the crying, upset, depressed me.
My Friends have no clue how hard it is to appear so happy,
when, on the inside,
I'm ready to scream oder cry.
It's hard.
Only one person, including me, knows my real self.
If anyone else saw it,
they wouldn't be able to take it.
They don't know what it's like to live a lie
everytime I wake up.
Sick. Twisted. Not One Of You.
Name: Johnny (classified)
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
