"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.
"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.
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. Du going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, Küssen its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like Du Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. Du going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, Küssen its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like Du Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
Name: farn Elizabeth Ameer.
Alias: Delirious.
Appearance: Pale. Blood red hair. Sapphire eyes. Scar that runs from her eyebrow to cheek. Golden Wings.
Civvies: Green hoodie, black t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
'Stume: Picture.
Powers: Flight(wings)*You didn't see that coming, did ya?*Wink**.
Skills: Hunting. Extremely advanced senses.
Past: Escapee from the School, took shelter at a circus. Hid her wings from others, started accidentally killing everyone. Fled to Germany, hiding her wings for a year, came back to USA.
Notes:
~Fear of heights, despite her birdy-nature.
~Can make her wings blend into her skin, but only for a short period of time, due to it getting extremely uncomfortable.
~Finds interest in rain.
I just had to! And if Du request, I will Löschen her...
EXTREME SPOILERS FOR DIVIDED WE FALL AHEAD!!!! IF Du HAVE NOT READ THE Zurück BOOK, DO NOT READ THIS PREVIEW!!!
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara sagte once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam sagte softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned vorwärts-, nach vorn and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam sagte softly. "I'm glad we're Friends Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the KISS before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty Sekunden before returning to her computer.
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara sagte once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam sagte softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned vorwärts-, nach vorn and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam sagte softly. "I'm glad we're Friends Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the KISS before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty Sekunden before returning to her computer.
Alias: Eden
Age: 10 yrs
Nicknames: Gen, Genny, Genny-la
Powers: Flight, Invulnerability, controls but cant become feuer and water.
Skills: straße fighting experience
Weapons: Two Pistolen hidden in her hemd, shirt and pocket knife.
Bio:
Harley's not clone but sister, After Lex Found her DNA, it was gegeben to CADMUS. where they tried to re clone her, after realizing their tries were in vain, they decided on simplicity, Give Harley a sister.
They successfully created the girl, calling her Genesis.
They released her and led her to Harley.
Notes:
-This is part of her bio
- Who she is will soon be revealed.
- hates Superman and Batman and Superboy
- Doesn't like Skylar nor Wolf, oder Sy.
- really smart
Daily Episode
Tag Forty-Nine:
Static Shock Episode Four: "Grounded"
Link: link
Summary: While analyzing a part of an amoeba mutated Von the Big Bang, Virgil and Richie become locked in school late at night with the protesting journalism class, led Von Frieda.
What's the lesson from this? Don't use your school lab for superhero research unless you're (a) dressed as sagte superhero oder (b) you're positive no one will get harmed Von the experiment. Listen to that, Virgil.
Tag Forty-Nine:
Static Shock Episode Four: "Grounded"
Link: link
Summary: While analyzing a part of an amoeba mutated Von the Big Bang, Virgil and Richie become locked in school late at night with the protesting journalism class, led Von Frieda.
What's the lesson from this? Don't use your school lab for superhero research unless you're (a) dressed as sagte superhero oder (b) you're positive no one will get harmed Von the experiment. Listen to that, Virgil.