The assassin took off up the stairs as quickly as they could together. Von the time they reached the door leading out of the stairwell, both were slightly out of breath. Angel – Jäger der Finsternis leaned against the door only to find it locked. She tried the handle again, then tried slamming against it with her shoulder. The only result was an ache in her shoulder.
The pair looked at each other, then at their feet where water was pooling as it rose from the basement. After a silent agreement not to waste anymore time trying to open the door, Angel – Jäger der Finsternis took Gabriel’s weight once again and they began climbing further up the staircase.
They were both panting Von the time they reached the base of the glass tower. Looking up, Gabriel could see the night sky through the roof of the obelisk. The rain dropped onto the glass and ran down the sides like tiny soldiers attempting to find a fault so that they may break into the tower. Now if only the assassins could break out.
“A little help, battle ax wielder?” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis was standing Von the wall, ramming the butt of her dagger into the glass to no avail. Gabriel hobbled over and raised his weapon. The blade of the ax bounced right off the wall. The injured man was thrown off balance and fell backwards onto the floor, splashing into the water that was already three-inches high. Angel – Jäger der Finsternis picked up the ax and tried swinging it at the Wand like a baseball bat. She tried a Sekunde and third time, never leaving a scratch.
“Gabriel, help me!” she demanded, taking another swing, schaukel at the glass.
“It isn’t any use,” he told her as he stood. The frigid water was rising quickly, already at their waists.
“So you’re just going to give up?”
“Can’t Du see that it’s not working? Du aren’t even leaving a scratch!” He watched Angel – Jäger der Finsternis swing, schaukel again and again, resulting in the same thunk over and over. She was wasting her energy. Strand of hair were coming lose from her braid, wiry from sweat. She was going to be too tired to swim in about ten Mehr Sekunde when the water lifted them off the ground. “You’re too much like your mother.”
“And you’re too much like your father,” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis shot back at the man who had accepted death so easily. She finally ceased her attack on the glass as the water reached her neck. It was frigid, even through her thermal suit. In another Minute she was treading water, trying to stay afloat with the heavy battle ax weigher her down.
Gabriel stared at her, struggling as much as she was to keep from drowning. He could see threads of rosa wafting through the clear water with each kick, the Quelle the wound on his calf. “You’re still holding it, aren’t you?”
“Shut up,” she breathed. She couldn’t think straight with his obnoxious bantering. If they didn’t drown, then they would be smashed up against the ceiling. Then drown.
“It’s kind of ironic, huh?” he went on, “Our parents burned working against each other, and now we’re going to drown working together.”
“You do realize that your last words are going to be bitching about Du daddy, right?” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis managed between pants. She was still looking around, as if still searching for a way out.
“Well, what do Du want yours to be about?”
“Twins!” she exclaimed.
“What?”
“No, Du idget! The twins!” He spotted them only after she pointed them out. Their dark blue stealth uniforms blended in with the dark night behind them. Chloë was supporting Marius and herself on a wave of rain water. They waved when they spotted their partners trapped in the glass tower like Gold fisch in a quickly filling bowl.
“Marius!” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis shouted, “Freeze the gl-”
Her words turned to bubbles when the ax’s weight suddenly pulled her under. Gabriel rolled his eyes at the fatal mistake. Chloë lowered the wave to where the blonde was swimming. She repeated the order with the last of her breath, but worried that the message hadn’t gotten across to them.
Luckily, Marius raised his hands and the glass in front of her started to web with ice. Once the Wand in front of her was frozen, Angel – Jäger der Finsternis raised the ax and swung it through the water. The blade collided with the weakened glass and fractured it. The pressure of the water did the rest of the job. The twin had to pull away from the tower as a hole shattered, releasing the built up water and the rats caught in the trap. Chloë managed to catch them in the water and let them down onto the snow in a splash.
The pair looked at each other, then at their feet where water was pooling as it rose from the basement. After a silent agreement not to waste anymore time trying to open the door, Angel – Jäger der Finsternis took Gabriel’s weight once again and they began climbing further up the staircase.
They were both panting Von the time they reached the base of the glass tower. Looking up, Gabriel could see the night sky through the roof of the obelisk. The rain dropped onto the glass and ran down the sides like tiny soldiers attempting to find a fault so that they may break into the tower. Now if only the assassins could break out.
“A little help, battle ax wielder?” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis was standing Von the wall, ramming the butt of her dagger into the glass to no avail. Gabriel hobbled over and raised his weapon. The blade of the ax bounced right off the wall. The injured man was thrown off balance and fell backwards onto the floor, splashing into the water that was already three-inches high. Angel – Jäger der Finsternis picked up the ax and tried swinging it at the Wand like a baseball bat. She tried a Sekunde and third time, never leaving a scratch.
“Gabriel, help me!” she demanded, taking another swing, schaukel at the glass.
“It isn’t any use,” he told her as he stood. The frigid water was rising quickly, already at their waists.
“So you’re just going to give up?”
“Can’t Du see that it’s not working? Du aren’t even leaving a scratch!” He watched Angel – Jäger der Finsternis swing, schaukel again and again, resulting in the same thunk over and over. She was wasting her energy. Strand of hair were coming lose from her braid, wiry from sweat. She was going to be too tired to swim in about ten Mehr Sekunde when the water lifted them off the ground. “You’re too much like your mother.”
“And you’re too much like your father,” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis shot back at the man who had accepted death so easily. She finally ceased her attack on the glass as the water reached her neck. It was frigid, even through her thermal suit. In another Minute she was treading water, trying to stay afloat with the heavy battle ax weigher her down.
Gabriel stared at her, struggling as much as she was to keep from drowning. He could see threads of rosa wafting through the clear water with each kick, the Quelle the wound on his calf. “You’re still holding it, aren’t you?”
“Shut up,” she breathed. She couldn’t think straight with his obnoxious bantering. If they didn’t drown, then they would be smashed up against the ceiling. Then drown.
“It’s kind of ironic, huh?” he went on, “Our parents burned working against each other, and now we’re going to drown working together.”
“You do realize that your last words are going to be bitching about Du daddy, right?” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis managed between pants. She was still looking around, as if still searching for a way out.
“Well, what do Du want yours to be about?”
“Twins!” she exclaimed.
“What?”
“No, Du idget! The twins!” He spotted them only after she pointed them out. Their dark blue stealth uniforms blended in with the dark night behind them. Chloë was supporting Marius and herself on a wave of rain water. They waved when they spotted their partners trapped in the glass tower like Gold fisch in a quickly filling bowl.
“Marius!” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis shouted, “Freeze the gl-”
Her words turned to bubbles when the ax’s weight suddenly pulled her under. Gabriel rolled his eyes at the fatal mistake. Chloë lowered the wave to where the blonde was swimming. She repeated the order with the last of her breath, but worried that the message hadn’t gotten across to them.
Luckily, Marius raised his hands and the glass in front of her started to web with ice. Once the Wand in front of her was frozen, Angel – Jäger der Finsternis raised the ax and swung it through the water. The blade collided with the weakened glass and fractured it. The pressure of the water did the rest of the job. The twin had to pull away from the tower as a hole shattered, releasing the built up water and the rats caught in the trap. Chloë managed to catch them in the water and let them down onto the snow in a splash.
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...
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.