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"....Who?" Giovanni questioned. Richi looked at him with an expression of shock. "...Really?" Richi asked. With a nod from the large man, Richi began the explanation of his true backstory with a sigh. "Maria Antonio, 20 years ago, was your spouse. She was devoted to Du and she loved Du with all her heart, and the feeling was mutual. On a camping 16 years ago, however, my mother became pregnant with me on a camping trip after she went for a walk in the woods. Only, she didn't know it until a check-up at her doctor 2 months after the trip. When she refused to get rid...

((Phoebs I totally ripped your bio layout off, don't hate me, it was just so simple and easy to read /. ))

Name: Blade Serenity Howard-^insert Terror's last name-which is secret-here^

Class:Hero

Current Living Location: She owns an apartment, where she usually stays, but also has a room at The Cave if she wants to crash. Currently she is M.I.A.
((Though she is Missing In Action. I do break the rules that I've made, occasionally, and RP with her.. So what.. sue me.))

Race: Half Human-Half Vampire/Caucasian.


Age: Seventeen, but due to the vampirism, immortal-Age Wise-

Hair: Her hair is a bright blonde...

Richi's vision blurred as he faded back into consciousness. The stone ground felt cold under his body, and as he picked himself up, his head began to throb with pain. Using a nearby Wand to help himself into a standing position, he winced as a sharp pain suddenly came from his sides. Bars blocked him from leaving his apparent cell, and light shone through from the hallway. Richi felt blood trickle down from his cheek, and he saw that several bruises and cuts were all over his body. He felt his rib-cage and counted three broken, at least four fractured. "Wha-" he began to ask himself before...

Tapping his foot impatiently, Nic leaned against the tabelle where the doctor worked. Aside from the hum of the refrigerators containing various serums and medications, it was the only other sound in the laboratory. Eliot Xian kept his head down, peering through the microscope. Without raising his head he pronounced, "You're making me nervous with that incessant tapping."
"Are Du done yet?" Nic demanded.
"Shouldn't Du be resting?"
Nic involuntarily smoothed his hair down over the bandage around his forehead, covering the stitches on the back of his skull. After a night under watch in the infirmary,...

Name: Glass Shimmer

Alias: Wonder

Affiliation: Hero

Marital Status:Single, straight

Personality: bubbly, happy, loyal, honorable, innocent, devoting, loving, passionate, holds grudged, serious when the time comes

Age: 17

Occupation: part time waitress

Appearance: Black hair, well built, blue eyes, pale light skin

Powers: can rearrange the atomic and molecular structure of inorganic matter, cast illusions, sonic scream, super strength, flight, her body can become delicate glass, and is covered in textile that is charged with static electricity.

Background: from Earth 3, Glass bares the mantle of Wonder,...

Name: Tyrion Blackwell
Ocupation: Undeath king of Morte
Age: Looks 19 Beceas he diet at thad ages but he is Mehr than 900 years old beceas he is imortal.
Powers: imortal, can open a portal fore transportation, can heal both the death and the livng ( Von use of magik), has verry basik magik.
Skills: traind in midieval combat and stratagies sindes his birth, master sword figter, artcer ( basikly al skills receird of a king, i am to lazy to type them al out), hase an army at his comand, his elite and most feard troops are the buckriders ( based on a semi truw dutchs legend)
Opinion of the team: his...

“Hey I found something.”
He looked over to her as she made her way over. Her eyes were determined, the dark eyes seeming to be black rather than brown.
“What is it? A clue?” she asked.
He shook his head, crouching.
“No. It's a door.”
“What kind of door?”
“Portal, temporary, and Mehr than likely the use of it will be one-way. We'd have to get back ourselves. No other doors.”
“Does it lead to our mysterious kidnapper?”
“No. But it does give us a lead. And it shouldn't be too hard to find out where the other portal is.”
“It's our only lead. Just one door.”
“Well we know...

((SO.... Yup.. sOm dante x booker.. Liebe it hate IDC XD I enjoyed Schreiben this so much.. Like Du don't even UNDERSTAND! ;DDDD So now this series is two 1/2 seperate stories.
1)Blade's predicament -1st person-
2)Terror, Ty, Bec and some other OC's -3rd Person-
1/2) SOme Booker and Danter action -3rd person *FORNOW*- SO yup continue pliz))

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After he left Blade and Damian to talk, oder argue, oder whatever, Dante headed toward his quarters. The long dark hall echoed his slow footsteps as he trailed down it. Stopping at his dark wooden door, a soft thud sounded his forehead hitting the mahogany. Soon,...

I swear this could last forever. XD I could take this and do it SO many ways. But since it's Tara, I'll do the more...unexpected way.




She stared at him, the beating of his herz strong under her hand. She looked back down at the diary in her hand, head shaking slightly. Then she giggled. Her giggle turned into laughter; not cruel oder bitter, but instead being joyful noise.
Her laughter took him Von surprise and she pulled her hand free just long enough to Bewegen the hair out of her face. She turned back to him with a smile. His blank stare had twisted to surprise. She laughed just a bit as she stood....

The young blonde boy stared at the ground, wallowing in his depression, as the kids around him played games with each other, leaving him alone on the empty swing, schaukel sets. For as long as he knew, the other kids shunned him, called him names, and stayed away from the blonde kid known as Satan's son. For Mehr than 8 years, he's experienced it all.

"Get away from me, Du demon!"

"You don't belong here, oder anywhere!"

"Freak!"

A group of boys began carefully approaching him, but he continued to watch the ground. The one in front spoke first. "Hey, freak."

No reply.

"What, someone cut your tongue out for being...

She brushed back her curly brown locks staring at the holographic screen. Reflections of the screen flashed in her brown eyes. She never wanted to be as emotional as she was, she never wanted to have to cry about everything. She tapped a key on the holographic screen zooming in on the map. She was always jealous of how calm Becca could be, and how she always found the best things without trying. Unlike her who was so stupid in not letting herself Liebe Billy. She sighed deeply, " almost done? " a voice interrupted making her jump, she craned her neck seeing Billy standing behind her, how long...

He let a murderous snarl. The echo of his footsteps boomed over the conversations of the people walking the streets, over the drug dealers, over the screams from people as they bled out. This part of the city was dark, dangerous and the people were ruthless.

But that made no difference to him.
He's seen worse, lived worse, done worse.

Jet black boots stopped at a door and he let out a sigh of aggression and kicked the door down with ease, only to be rewarded with another empty house.

"Shit.."

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The gag held her screams back. Blisters were already forming on the sides of her mouth from the constant...

{Tara pov on this one. The last I gepostet was about Devin. IF Du remember}



I wasn't always this way. I didn't always think about killing myself when things went wrong. Not until I got the worst shock of my life. The image is so clear in my mind after all these years that I can still taste the smoke in my nostrils and see the feuer behind my eyes. I've lied about my past, about who my family was. But if things got out, I was scared to loose Mehr than I had. But now I have nothing else to loose.
So let me take Du to the night my life became expendable and the Minute I realized how utterly lost...

No words were spoken, no eye contact was made that morning. This didn't seem normal to him. To him, he and Aryess were practically married because they have been living together for almost six years, and not talking to her made him feel partially empty inside. These thoughts crossed his mind as he typed in the computer. A hand touched his shoulder making him flinch and turn around to see Jet.
"Are Du okay?" he asked. Bentley blinked and looked down with a sigh as he hesitantly spoke. " Not really..."
Jet blinked, surprised. He had never seen Bentley be so open about his emotions in all these...

She scanned her surroundings trying to think of what she could do, and where her actions would take her. She wasn't going down without a fight, she wouldn't, she would never. " Put your hands up where we can see them! " a guard commanded. She glared slowly raising her hands over her head. Guards began lowering their Pistolen when a smirk spread across her face. Suddenly a smoke bomb exploded making guards yell out and begin shooting. She knocked down guards from behind as the mist seemed to go on forever around her. A tight grasp that clasped around her upper arm suddenly caught her Von suprise,...

"Your mission here is quite simple," began Cole. "Simply exterminate the head chairman that controls the factory near this location. Du need to do this with stealth and with haste; if Du are spotted, it is in your own hands to escape." Richi looked at Cole with disbelief. "So Du expect us to sneak into this factory, assassinate the man who controls the building, and then sneak back out before anyone sees us?"

Cole looked at the blonde with a face plastered with mockery. "And here I thought Du had at least above-par intelligence. Seems like I was wrong if Du need your instructions told to...

"Staring at her isn't going to help."
Nic nearly jumped out of his skin as the sudden remark shattered his trance. He quickly gained his composure before the other man could see that he had startled the fire-caster. Declan stepped down to the platform. He scanned the still body of the girl lying on the cot. Her frame was cloaked Von the sterilized-white blanket, an IV snaking from her arm. His eyes settled on his baby sister's relaxed features, eyes dancing behind her closed lids, wondering if she were dreaming.
"Guess I did one Hell of a job protecter her, huh?"
The assassin tore his gaze from...

The boot hummed as it skimmed across the water in the dead of night. The three passengers were completely silent as their destination loomed overhead, looking ever so mysterious in the light of the moon. As the boot docked, the passengers quickly jumped out and covered the boot with a dark tarp. In their stealth suits, they seemed to resemble assassins, but they're purpose to being on this island was a mystery to even them.

"Where's the rendezvous again?" asked Valeriya. "The directions weren't too clear." Without hesitation, the violet-haired girl replied, "It's about 5 miles north of here."...

He laid there on the bett staring up at the ceiling, somehow thinking that staring at the white paint and patterns would give him the train of thought he was looking for. He blinked when he watched Aryess walk in out of the bathroom wearing a rosa spaghetti strap night kleid that ran just above her knees and let in a deep breath staring back up at the ceiling with his steeling grey eyes. The golden glow that the lights gave off suddenly flicked off into a blue moonlight glow from the open curtained windows. Aryess slipped into the bett Weiter to Bentley and turned to her side resting her head with...