"Their beautiful..." The Angel – Jäger der Finsternis looked down at her newborns.
"Yeah." Fang smiled.
"Get the kids out of here. Now." Tara burst into their room, Pistolen drawn.
"What? Why!?" Pure terror in the Angel's voice.
"No time, just go!"
Fang picked up his wife, and snapped out his wings. Tara fired at the blur that crashed in the door, only to miss.
"NO!" Devin screeched, the young baby being snatched from her. The other child was snatched Von the same blur. Tara restrained Devin from flying after her children, while Fang blurred after the assailant.
"LET ME GO!"
"Devin! Calm down! Fang will get them!"
Hot tears streamed down her face.
"Sorry Mom, Dad." Mel mouthed. Mel looked back at her father. Her mantel hid her identity, and her wings carried her faster. Fang only pushed harder, grabbing Mel Von the ankle. Her eyes widened, she yanked away, and blurred, her speed making thunder clap.
She landed, two children in her arms. They slept peacefully, and Mel felt guilty. But it had to be done. She walked into the warehouse, where a red hot rod sat in a fire. She lay the young boy in a crib, where as she took the young girl to a table. She lay the baby carefully on the table, not wanting to wake her up. she took the rod, and started to burn the back of the baby's hand. Screaming, the young baby squirmed. Mel continued to burn an image of wings her younger self mercilessly.
"When you're older..." She whispered, glancing at her own scar.
Mel flew through the air, scanning below. History couldn't change drastically, so she had to deliver the young children to the School. When she landed, Erasers swarmed. She only set down the children. She kissed them both on the head, and blurred.
Mel walked in the front door, mantel gone, and unphased Von what she had just done. Devin sat, crying into Fang's chest. He looked up at Mel, sorrow in his own eyes that only the ones that were closest could see.
"What happened?" She sounded quizzical, but on the inside, she knew...
Yo! Attention all Red Revenge fans! I've got a proposition.
((It's called a contest Du idiot))
Oh, shut up!
Anyway, as I sagte *tapes Sam's mouth closed* I have a competition!
Holly's mask is supposed to be domino themed, but I don't want a Robin domino mask oder one the sidekicks wear. I want something unique, individual, and awesome. Here's the contest:
GOAL: Draw/make/Whatev a domino mask for Holly, Abschicken it Von November 31st in the Bilder on the club with a link messages to me.
DETAILS: I want the mask to hide her identity (duh) I don't want it to be like Robin's and Speedy's, etc. I want it to be green and decorative.
PRIZE: To the best mask, I'll give the winner "What Matters?" a week before it's release (Dec. 29th) in one big package. The only agreement Du have to make is no spoilers.
Have fun peeps!
((It's called a contest Du idiot))
Oh, shut up!
Anyway, as I sagte *tapes Sam's mouth closed* I have a competition!
Holly's mask is supposed to be domino themed, but I don't want a Robin domino mask oder one the sidekicks wear. I want something unique, individual, and awesome. Here's the contest:
GOAL: Draw/make/Whatev a domino mask for Holly, Abschicken it Von November 31st in the Bilder on the club with a link messages to me.
DETAILS: I want the mask to hide her identity (duh) I don't want it to be like Robin's and Speedy's, etc. I want it to be green and decorative.
PRIZE: To the best mask, I'll give the winner "What Matters?" a week before it's release (Dec. 29th) in one big package. The only agreement Du have to make is no spoilers.
Have fun peeps!
Before the incident
Random pic!
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are Du sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are Du sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
