The snow had picked up since I went down. I looked everywhere for them. They were simply gone. No trace of struggle oder a fight. Then I noticed the foot prints going to the mountain. I followed them Von air. I walked into the mountain and started looking for them there. Finally, I found them. They were in my room. Nobody goes in my room! I quietly flew in and saw them all standing at my bett with my mace on it, heads hanging.
“What are Du guys doing?” I asked
“Mourning the loss of Alex” Wally asked, not looking up
“What happened?” I asked
“After she went down with the snowball, we looked for her. All we found was her mace. Connor couldn’t find her with his thermal vision and Megan couldn’t find her aura. After an hour, we gave up” Wally said
“Really? She was under for an hour?” I sagte putting an arm around his shoulder. Von that time, everyone had looked up to see who Wally was talking to. They saw me and they all gaped. I smiled and shook my head, a clear sign not to tell Wally. I rubbed his back with my wing. I could see the gears in his working a thousand miles an Stunde and I held up three fingers. I put them down one at a time, counting down. At zero his head whipped up and looked at me.
“ALEX!!!!!!” He exclaimed. The team rushed to hug me and for once, I didn’t care guys were hugging me. I needed all the warmth I could get. When everyone started leaving, I grabbed them back, wanting Mehr warmth. Suddenly, I started to feel faint and I felt sick. I swear if I didn’t vomit, I would pass out. I felt my nose and felt something wet. I took my hand away and looked at it. Blood. I walked over to my bett and passed out, blood still running from my nose. I heard Wally yelling at the team to get tissues and a thermometer. Then, everything went silent. My dreams were filled with the strange guy who helped defeat the beast. I now know him Von ‘Night Wing’, though what he wanted oder why he was there still evaded me. For some odd reason, I was fascinated Von him. It was strange. There was something inside of me that just kept wishing to think of him. It was weird. I tried to identify the feeling, but I couldn’t. Was it curiosity? No, that feeling made me feel Mehr giddy then wanting. I could only think of one other feeling that would do this to me, and I hated it. I refused for it to appear on men unless they were family. It was the worst feeling in the world. I think I had overly positive feelings for Night Wing. And Von that, I mean-as the pretties would say- I had a crush on him. And since I repelled boys all my life, this was a horrible discovery. My head was suddenly filled with Bilder of love. My eyes suddenly snapped open.
“NO!” I yelled as I sat bolt right up. I looked around; white walls, white curtains, white floor tiles. The infirmary. The only colour was a bag of blood and the guy in a black suit with the blue bird on it standing at the door. Wait, WHAT?!?! Blue bird?! Black suit?! It had to be an illusion, a trick.
“Night Wing?” I asked. He grinned.
“What are Du guys doing?” I asked
“Mourning the loss of Alex” Wally asked, not looking up
“What happened?” I asked
“After she went down with the snowball, we looked for her. All we found was her mace. Connor couldn’t find her with his thermal vision and Megan couldn’t find her aura. After an hour, we gave up” Wally said
“Really? She was under for an hour?” I sagte putting an arm around his shoulder. Von that time, everyone had looked up to see who Wally was talking to. They saw me and they all gaped. I smiled and shook my head, a clear sign not to tell Wally. I rubbed his back with my wing. I could see the gears in his working a thousand miles an Stunde and I held up three fingers. I put them down one at a time, counting down. At zero his head whipped up and looked at me.
“ALEX!!!!!!” He exclaimed. The team rushed to hug me and for once, I didn’t care guys were hugging me. I needed all the warmth I could get. When everyone started leaving, I grabbed them back, wanting Mehr warmth. Suddenly, I started to feel faint and I felt sick. I swear if I didn’t vomit, I would pass out. I felt my nose and felt something wet. I took my hand away and looked at it. Blood. I walked over to my bett and passed out, blood still running from my nose. I heard Wally yelling at the team to get tissues and a thermometer. Then, everything went silent. My dreams were filled with the strange guy who helped defeat the beast. I now know him Von ‘Night Wing’, though what he wanted oder why he was there still evaded me. For some odd reason, I was fascinated Von him. It was strange. There was something inside of me that just kept wishing to think of him. It was weird. I tried to identify the feeling, but I couldn’t. Was it curiosity? No, that feeling made me feel Mehr giddy then wanting. I could only think of one other feeling that would do this to me, and I hated it. I refused for it to appear on men unless they were family. It was the worst feeling in the world. I think I had overly positive feelings for Night Wing. And Von that, I mean-as the pretties would say- I had a crush on him. And since I repelled boys all my life, this was a horrible discovery. My head was suddenly filled with Bilder of love. My eyes suddenly snapped open.
“NO!” I yelled as I sat bolt right up. I looked around; white walls, white curtains, white floor tiles. The infirmary. The only colour was a bag of blood and the guy in a black suit with the blue bird on it standing at the door. Wait, WHAT?!?! Blue bird?! Black suit?! It had to be an illusion, a trick.
“Night Wing?” I asked. He grinned.
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a messer in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, Du too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a messer in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, Du too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he sagte in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did Du hear that?"
"Yeah. I told Du the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl sagte it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he sagte in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did Du hear that?"
"Yeah. I told Du the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl sagte it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
For a moment, Revenge was pressed against her in the narrow hallway in complete darkness. Then, there was a light, from Revenge's mask, and the hallway was lit in a dim red light.
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any Mehr smart remarks?"
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any Mehr smart remarks?"
Sneak Peek Part II
Revenge oder Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their Pistolen to bär on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a gewehr to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught Du this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The Weiter time they sagte something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge oder Redemption
Revenge oder Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their Pistolen to bär on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a gewehr to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught Du this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The Weiter time they sagte something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge oder Redemption
NEW ME!
Usually with Blumen in her hair even at school. adn always expressionless. kinda. but only if Du can imagen her hair SLIGHTLY darker.
Usually she also has a punk rocker style going on so her Blumen may depend on her mood oder she may even wear them with her puvk outfit. let me see if i can fins a pic of punk rocker outfit for her also usually dressed.
okay found one it'll be picture 3!the one with the words u dont need to read kay!
if Du have any Fragen oder Kommentare on her Expression feel free to do so!
in her bathroom
