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"Ugh, that girl is still confusing. Even after five years." Nye got up, holding his untouched coffee, and walked towards the door. He went back to Jennifer's place and handed her his coffee. "Here, I didn't sip any of it."

"I wouldn't have minded if Du did," she said, taking it and drinking a little. "So, who did Du go to meet? David? James?"

"Charlotte." Her eyes grew wide, because she knew who he was talking about.

"Why would Du go to her?" She whispered.

"Because she's the only who'd be able to figure it out."

"That's not true. Du could have gone to-"

"No," he interrupted. "I couldn't." She looked down, knowing that he was right.

"So," she started to choke up, "What will Du do now?" Nye looked away from her.

"I think I'll have to leave for a little bit. To find some answers." The boy turned to face her again, seeing her eyes tear up. He grabbed her and gave her a hug, holding her close. Jen buried her face in his shirt, staining it with tears. She lifted her head to look into Nye's big green eyes.

"Are Du sure Du have to go? Can't Du just stay here with me?"

"I have to go Jennifer. I need to know what's going to happen, and how I can stop it." Nye kissed the oben, nach oben of her head and wiped away the tears with his thumb. He gave her a small smile, the one she loved to see when he did it. Jen wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close, and kissed him passionately. Nye kissed her back, picking her up so he didn't have to be pulled down. Tears still ran down the girls face as she kissed him. She slowly pulled away, prolonging the KISS as long as possible. Nye looked into her dark eyes, making her a little weaker.

"Please," she whispered, "Don't go..."

"I wish I didn't have to honey; but this is important." Nye set her back down, went into his room, and started to pack a backpack. Jennifer stood there, watching him, as she silently cried.

He packed clothes, a flashlight, his phone and wallet, a few utilities, and a picture of him and Jen. As he looked at it, a small tear ran down his face. Quickly, he wiped it away. Nye zipped up the backpack and came back out to Jen, who was wiping away the tears on her face. He bent down a little and kissed her lips quickly. As he walked towards the door, Jen tried to convince him to stay, tears pouring down her face as she did; but none of it worked. Nye went to the door, opened it and looked back at her. "Love you." he said, and he shut the door behind him and left.

"Love Du too," she whispered to herself, before she ran into her room, laid on the bed, and cried even harder.
 Jen Crying
Jen Crying
Jamaica
June 30, 11:34 EST
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Holly yawned and stretched her arms. The warm sun was heating her face and arms. She tossed the covers off and smiled sleepily. She was still in her tank-top and close-cropped shorts. 

The door to the apartment open and stechpalme, holly jerked awake. Without making a sound, she reached for the gun she stored under her bed--

--to realize she wasn't in her bed. Holly's body braced itself as she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She felt someone walk close to her and she swung her hand. 

Bryson dodged and backed up, hands in the air like...
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Trapper Part 5

Dakota City

13:47 EST, March 3,

"Batman to Static!"

"Yo, Bats!" Virgil yelled, throwing a müllcontainer at a group of terrorists. "I could use some help!"

"So could New York. We need Du to-"

"In case Du didn't grasp the picture, I'm busy dealing with a detachment of Trapper's goons. I can't help."

"The entire Justice League is trapped on the Watchtower, Superman is offworld, and the only one who can get to New York in time besides Du is Impulse. He doesn't stand a chance!"

"What about the rest of your guys? Robin? Batgirl? Huntress?"

"At the Cave. And Helena is overseas!"

Static yelled an...
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posted by SilverWings13
Here I go again, jumping into another plot before it's stationary...

Six men sat at the tabelle in a circle, evenly spaces from one another. The floor-to-ceiling window beside them showed them the presidential Suits full view of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Papers, maps, and Fotos were strewn across the table. There was enough information to creat a time line for all six targets. They could take them out, one Von one, easy. Their boss would be very happy.
The men glanced up as the lights flickered in the hotel room. Then went out.
A thump was heard from across the room. The men stood in alarm, surrounded...
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posted by Robin_Love
She was tossed beside the others, wounded and coughing up blood. She looked up at the owner of the black boots and scowled.
“What do Du plan, Amber?”
“Shall I explain? Hook them up.”
Several guards grabbed them and locked their wrists and ankles down. Visors were placed over their eyes. A hum sounded from nearby; a machine of some sort.
“Explain this Amber!”
“You are in position to demand, warrior. But I will oblige you. Serepta, get Tigress.”
Footsteps were heard as Amber seemed to Bewegen closer.
“What Du are about to experience is total inhalation. Du see, this machine moves...
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posted by Robin_Love
She closed her eyes against the darkness. There was no way around it. She was useless here.
Why do Du stay when Du can't help? Go home!
She moaned and rolled over on her bed. 3:00 in the morning. She sighed and got up, slipping her uniform on. Screw curfew! I'll never get to sleep. She walked out of the mountain, not caring about the chilling rain. She walked into town. She knew it would be inactive. But that was better. She wanted it that way. Walking towards a building still open, she played around with the trench mantel on her back, hiding the weapons on her. She entered the bar grudgingly....
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posted by Robin_Love
She moved her wrists around, concentrating. Her head hung, but her mind was focused. Her companion was staring at the crystallized figure.
“I can't believe that happened.”
She sagte nothing.
“Devin...she's gone, Bec.”
She shut her eyes.
“How could we not help her?”
“We did, Erin.”
“How? We LET her get turned to crystal!!! Fang's going to kill us if we get out of here!”
“Not necessarily. While her body is stuck, her astrial form is free.”
“So?”
Becca laughed a little.
“Let's just say the calvary is coming.”
It was silent before Erin let out a laugh.
“Oh jeez! Them? Seriously?...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Young Roxanne Weston (age 15)
Young Roxanne Weston (age 15)
Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, Angel – Jäger der Finsternis
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...
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Rated: PG-13-ish

“Iscath…Is your father?” Max nodded shamefully.

“I’m sorry. I should have told Du earlier.” Rene stayed silent, contemplating her thoughts. Max looked at her, waiting for her answer; but she never spoke.

“Well well well,” a voice from behind said. Max turned his head and gasped a little.

“D-Dad.. Uh, Hi…”

“Oh don’t try that with me,” Iscath said. “You better leave my pet alone.”

“Pet?”

“Yes. My pet.” He started to walk up to her; but stopped to grab the remote out of his sons’ hand. “Go. Leave me be.”

“A-As Du wish, father,” and...
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posted by The_Writer
Greg Weissman, creator of Young Justice and The Amazing Spiderman confirmed that Issue 25 of the Young Justice Comic-book tie-in is cancelled at long last. Issue 25, introducing Deadshot, Braniac, etc. will be the final issue of the comic book tie-in series.

In other news, Cartoon Network has still not released a statement on why DC Nation was so abruptly cancelled and whether the animated series will actually continue oder not.

Cartoon Network signs "half-season" contracts with DC Comics. They have confirmed three have been signed. Season 1, episodes 1-13. Season 1, 14-26. Season 2, 1-10. The remaining ten episodes of Season 2 are completely finished and ready for airing, however, DC has to sign a contract with CN for the remainder of the season to be aired. If the contract fails, the episodes will most likely be released on DVD.

No official reply statement from Greg Weissman oder Brandon Vietti yet.
posted by XxKFforeverXx
 Before the incident
Before the incident
Had this idea in my head for quite sometime, finally finished it yesterday on my way home!

Name: Daniel "Danny oder Dani" Clancy (whichever Du feel like spelling!)
Alias: Spectreo (Thanks! ^.^
Age:17
Powers: -ghostly powers: flight,intangibility, and invisibility.
-gains super strength and enhanced abilities and agility his human form does not possess
-ghost sense that manifests as a blue wisp from his mouth that announces the presence of nearby ghosts.
-ghost strahl, ray early on which has become one of his most frequently used powers;becoming an energy ball that can expand in size and corresponding area...
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Bloody Fingers

“Ugh, I should have braided my hair. It’s all over the place, in my face all the time!”
“Sir, do Du mind rolling the windows down? The lady would like to feel the wind in her hair.”
“Nein, nein! Es ist in Ordnung!” the girl assured quickly. She gave the brunette a glare for his teasing, and they both burst into laughter.
“Your German is good,” Callaghan commended.
“I had a tutor,” the teenager explained. “He taught me Earthling languages that I couldn’t pick up on the streets of Elam like I could the Demonic dialogues. German, French, Latin, Greek—in the...
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posted by SilverWings13
She could hear a clicking of a keyboard in the kitchen. The noise had gegeben her dreams of her father, working on his typewriter at all hours of the night while she slept on the couch in their tiny two-bedroom apartment in London. Waking to a pounding headache to find herself alone in the dark had sent shivers down her spine. Worse was the ache of thirst in her throat. So despite her reluctance to face the warlock after the drunken outburst she unfortunately remembered well, Ana padded out of the guest room to the kitchen.
At least she had her own clothes back on now, dried from the rain. It...
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Ana stretched her arms as she sat back in her seat, sighing as she slouched in the tall chair and surveyed the crowded bar. Between the time she had arrived with Callaghan and the time she finished her food, the relaxed abendessen crowd had been replaced Von rowdy evening drinkers.

There were mostly young adults, couples and friend groups. A teenager in a flowered sun dress cuddled up to a young man in a jean jacke and beanie. There was even a band consisting of a violinist, drummer, and guitarist setting up their equipment in the back corner.

Ana returned her attention to her own abendessen partner....
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 Caaaaaaaaaal~
Caaaaaaaaaal~
Outside the Wand of floor-to-ceiling windows was a maze of red steepled roof tops. Patches of green disrupted the city scape and, winding aimlessly through it at its own free will, was the wayward Spree. The rain had ceased and rays of sun beamed through the spent clouds to create glittering spotlights on the dark river's surface. Taped to the window's surface just above eye level were polaroid pictures of the city taken from different heights and angles. The river appeared in the montage again and again, populated with boats oder bridges oder pedestrians.

"I Liebe it here." Ana jumped at the voice...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the Dessert planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the feuer at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro Von the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind oder ahead. For ahead the Autor of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once...
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Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking violett eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Fang sat tapping his fingers on the computer, staring up at the monitors as his dark eyes scanned over them. "This is useless, there's nothing even going on.." He sighed out and leaned his head on the keyboard, hitting his head against it a few times. He only rose at the sound of Batman entering the cave, but not looking from the monitors. "He's ready, Bats. Whether Du see oder it not, I'm taking him out into the field." Fang stood and turned, crossing his arms as he earned a scowl. "It's been six months, Fang. Six. Might I remind Du it was on purpose, not some accident." Batman sagte and locked...
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added by DiscordYJ
Source: me
posted by DiscordYJ
Name: Icarus Ciro (Cy-roe)

Class: He doesn't fight for good nor evil.

Race: Caucasian

Species: Angel

Age: "Eighteen"

Hair: Black

Eyes: Pale, pale, pale blue...almost white.

Relations: None.

Costume: A beautiful white toga~ (forbidden under certain circumstances)

Civvies: Usually a white T-shirt with a black hoodie and jeans, along with converse.

Weapon Choice: A sword that shines like Gold and a shield that is as strong as adamantium

Personality: He's quiet, curious, shy and untrusting. He's straight to the point and honest, usually telling people how it is and his opinions on them--if they're willing...
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added by AislingYJ
Source: Meeeee