Wha...?
Zephyr groaned as the dim light in the room caused him to strain his eyes. He sat up from the rough floor and took in the environment around him. The air was heavy with dust, which hid the battle sounding out from further in. Slowly, Zephyr inched back until his back hit the Wand behind him.
"Could someone tell me what's going-" he stopped as he felt something wet under him.
"...Blood? Why is- Val!"
His lifelong companion lay lifeless on the ground, blood leaking down her head and pooling under her. Her glassy eyes stared into the ground, and her mouth just barely hung open. Gently, Zephyr flipped her around and stared into her wide eyes, holding down the growing feeling of grief and anger. He reached out with a shaky hand, shut her eyes, and brushed away a strand of hair.
"Sleep well."
A figure out of the corner of his eye drew his attention, and Zephyr looked up to see Scotch lying dead in her own pool of blood, leaking out from a large hole in her stomach. A stained bloody spear lay Weiter to her. A chill went down his spine at the sight. "What the hell is going on..." Zephyr whispered to himself with a shaky breath. Jenna stepped out from the dust with uneven steps. She put a hand on his shoulder. "Shh..... I'm sorry for your loss." She looked away for a moment, holding back tears. "I'll explain."
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Richi held the hand of Scotch tightly in his own, a dying will hiding behind a solemn expression. The dying girl looked at him with a pained face, yet she managed to put on a reassuring smile. "Richi..." she managed to get out.
"Don't say anything.....Please."
"......Thank you."
"......"
She took a shaky breath, and winced at the growing pain. "I.....can't feel.....the cold anymore. And everything....everything is blurry." He squeezed her hand tighter. Her breath grew shakier and Mehr shallow until it soon stopped all together. Scotch relaxed, and her eyes fluttered, desperately trying to stay open. The smile lingering on her lips faded. Richi closed his eyes.
"Goodbye."
Then he heard it.
Laughter.
"What a touching scene." cackled Giovanni. "Blubbering twit!" Richi froze. Kill him! a voice whispered. He deserves death! To be judged in HELL! He stood. "Oh? Still have the urge to fight? Guess you're not as cowardly as Du seem." Richi turned and stared at Giovanni. But his eyes were not the same. They did not glow with the color of shining gold.
They were violet.
"What is this, a new parlor trick?" The man jeered. His eyes narrowed and darkened to a much Mehr violent shade. "I suppose I must thank thee," began the blonde, " for not even Satan remembers the last time I have been freed from my prison. It has been centuries." He took a moment to study his sword before tossing it aside. Instead, he picked up a large shard of glass off the ground, and gripped it in his hand. "As a reward, I suppose I shall make thy death as painful as possible, so the release will be that much sweeter."
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"...And they've been fighting for about 30 minutes, though from glimpses I can tell that 'Richi' doesn't have a scratch on him." finished Jenna. She glanced over at Sean and Cain, who were watching what they could in silence. "But.... Who are you?" She asked the mind-blown teen. "Z-Zephyr. It's a long story."
A voice shouted out in pain from the dust, which finally began to settle. A dark figure stood standing over a body on the ground. "Richi..." Sean whispered. A condescending expression looked down at Giovanni, who was desperately gasping for air. The glass shard was deeply embedded in his throat, and blood gushed out in small rivers.
Richi was untouched, practially in perfect condition. His eyes flickered between Gold and violet, until it finalled settled back to their original color. He bent down and squatted Weiter to the dying man. He whispered something in the blonde's ear. The teen stared at him for a moment before turning a switch on the armor. A valve popped open, and a crystal flung out onto the ground. Richi stared back at the man with a disbelieving, surprised look. "...You sure?" Giovanni managed a nod.
Richi stood back up, and he crushed the gem underfoot. Blue energy orbs flew out from the shattered pieces, and spread throughout the room. The room became warmer, and the teens marveled as some of their injuries fixed themselves. The orbs dissapated in seconds, the warmth leaving with it. Richi looked back at the nearly lifeless Giovanni. Without hesitation, he raised his foot and brought it down on his neck, driving the glass through and severing the head.
////This took waaaaaaaay longer than I thought. I apologize to those that actually read this.///////
Zephyr groaned as the dim light in the room caused him to strain his eyes. He sat up from the rough floor and took in the environment around him. The air was heavy with dust, which hid the battle sounding out from further in. Slowly, Zephyr inched back until his back hit the Wand behind him.
"Could someone tell me what's going-" he stopped as he felt something wet under him.
"...Blood? Why is- Val!"
His lifelong companion lay lifeless on the ground, blood leaking down her head and pooling under her. Her glassy eyes stared into the ground, and her mouth just barely hung open. Gently, Zephyr flipped her around and stared into her wide eyes, holding down the growing feeling of grief and anger. He reached out with a shaky hand, shut her eyes, and brushed away a strand of hair.
"Sleep well."
A figure out of the corner of his eye drew his attention, and Zephyr looked up to see Scotch lying dead in her own pool of blood, leaking out from a large hole in her stomach. A stained bloody spear lay Weiter to her. A chill went down his spine at the sight. "What the hell is going on..." Zephyr whispered to himself with a shaky breath. Jenna stepped out from the dust with uneven steps. She put a hand on his shoulder. "Shh..... I'm sorry for your loss." She looked away for a moment, holding back tears. "I'll explain."
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Richi held the hand of Scotch tightly in his own, a dying will hiding behind a solemn expression. The dying girl looked at him with a pained face, yet she managed to put on a reassuring smile. "Richi..." she managed to get out.
"Don't say anything.....Please."
"......Thank you."
"......"
She took a shaky breath, and winced at the growing pain. "I.....can't feel.....the cold anymore. And everything....everything is blurry." He squeezed her hand tighter. Her breath grew shakier and Mehr shallow until it soon stopped all together. Scotch relaxed, and her eyes fluttered, desperately trying to stay open. The smile lingering on her lips faded. Richi closed his eyes.
"Goodbye."
Then he heard it.
Laughter.
"What a touching scene." cackled Giovanni. "Blubbering twit!" Richi froze. Kill him! a voice whispered. He deserves death! To be judged in HELL! He stood. "Oh? Still have the urge to fight? Guess you're not as cowardly as Du seem." Richi turned and stared at Giovanni. But his eyes were not the same. They did not glow with the color of shining gold.
They were violet.
"What is this, a new parlor trick?" The man jeered. His eyes narrowed and darkened to a much Mehr violent shade. "I suppose I must thank thee," began the blonde, " for not even Satan remembers the last time I have been freed from my prison. It has been centuries." He took a moment to study his sword before tossing it aside. Instead, he picked up a large shard of glass off the ground, and gripped it in his hand. "As a reward, I suppose I shall make thy death as painful as possible, so the release will be that much sweeter."
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"...And they've been fighting for about 30 minutes, though from glimpses I can tell that 'Richi' doesn't have a scratch on him." finished Jenna. She glanced over at Sean and Cain, who were watching what they could in silence. "But.... Who are you?" She asked the mind-blown teen. "Z-Zephyr. It's a long story."
A voice shouted out in pain from the dust, which finally began to settle. A dark figure stood standing over a body on the ground. "Richi..." Sean whispered. A condescending expression looked down at Giovanni, who was desperately gasping for air. The glass shard was deeply embedded in his throat, and blood gushed out in small rivers.
Richi was untouched, practially in perfect condition. His eyes flickered between Gold and violet, until it finalled settled back to their original color. He bent down and squatted Weiter to the dying man. He whispered something in the blonde's ear. The teen stared at him for a moment before turning a switch on the armor. A valve popped open, and a crystal flung out onto the ground. Richi stared back at the man with a disbelieving, surprised look. "...You sure?" Giovanni managed a nod.
Richi stood back up, and he crushed the gem underfoot. Blue energy orbs flew out from the shattered pieces, and spread throughout the room. The room became warmer, and the teens marveled as some of their injuries fixed themselves. The orbs dissapated in seconds, the warmth leaving with it. Richi looked back at the nearly lifeless Giovanni. Without hesitation, he raised his foot and brought it down on his neck, driving the glass through and severing the head.
////This took waaaaaaaay longer than I thought. I apologize to those that actually read this.///////
The final sneak peek for the fifth book in the Red Revenge/ DC Comics crossover series.
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling Weiter to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their Pistolen at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling Weiter to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their Pistolen at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
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.