Couple years in the future, I'm not telling when...
"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...
"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...
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.
Likes: Fast Things
Best Friend: Becca Stevens
Loves: Racing the wind
Dislikes: Being slow
Worst Habit: Talkingsuperfast
Personal Secret: I used to datum Nightwing
Favorit Food: Cannolis
Favorit Color: Green
Code Name: Red X
Mentor/Inspiration: The Flash
Relations: None
Base of Operations: The Resistance Headquarters
Personal Home: New York
Occupation: Hero
Job: None ya business
Team: The Resistance
What Symbolizes You: Wind
Biggest Regret: Not falling in love
Dream Career: What I’m doing
Most Kürzlich Nightmare: Loosing everyone I love
Spirit Animal: Butterfly