Click-clack, click-clack, click-. The sound stopped, inches from her spot. She took in a deep breath, steadying her breathing. She raised her weapon a little and strained her ears. Gun first, she slowly peeked out of her hiding place. There was no sign of a living person anywhere. A pair of high heels stood before her spot with nothing side. Aww crap!!! She quickly looked around and crawled over to a tower of crates. She stood and took another peek. Something pushed her from behind and she stumbled out.
“Eeep!”
She turned and aimed, but was attacked from the side. Whack! She was hit and then again. She stumbled to her feet and took her gun. It changed in her hands to a sword; thin and light but perfect for moving and cutting quickly. She was quick to block the 다음 attack, but her foe swept her feet out from under her. She rolled over and flipped to her feet. She could feel her temper rising. A few 더 많이 perfects and she was on her knees. She blocked and got a hit it, feeling her sword cut into flesh. A 펀치 to the face sent her backwards.
“Is that all 당신 got?”
She grit her teeth and charged, lashing out. She got in a few 더 많이 hits but it wasn't enough. She was pushed from behind.
“You're done.”
“No! I will beat you!”
“You can't beat me. 당신 can barely control yourself.”
“Shut up!!”
Her temper ignited into 불, 화재 that burned through the oxygen around them. Her head was slammed to the ground and the 불, 화재 died with her will to fight. She was bruised and hurting. Weight fell from her back and she was rolled over. Sharp brown eyes looked at her. A 칼, 나이프 fell just beside her mussed hair.
“Bang. You're dead.”
Her eyes closed as she caught her breath. She could hear movement beside her.
“If 당신 don't control your temper, 당신 can't fight correctly.”
“What should I do?”
“Snuff it out. Learn how to keep your emotions out.”
“So...take my 심장 out, in other words.”
“If that's what it takes. We survive to keep them safe. No matter the cost.”
She nodded and opened her eyes. To her surprise, her mentor was walking away in the same pair of high heeled boots from earlier; her steps were deadly silent. The noise was for my benefit. I have much to learn...
In the comfort of her room, she took her costume off and looked at the cuts she had been given. She touched one and smirked when it brought fresh pain. Good job.
“Eeep!”
She turned and aimed, but was attacked from the side. Whack! She was hit and then again. She stumbled to her feet and took her gun. It changed in her hands to a sword; thin and light but perfect for moving and cutting quickly. She was quick to block the 다음 attack, but her foe swept her feet out from under her. She rolled over and flipped to her feet. She could feel her temper rising. A few 더 많이 perfects and she was on her knees. She blocked and got a hit it, feeling her sword cut into flesh. A 펀치 to the face sent her backwards.
“Is that all 당신 got?”
She grit her teeth and charged, lashing out. She got in a few 더 많이 hits but it wasn't enough. She was pushed from behind.
“You're done.”
“No! I will beat you!”
“You can't beat me. 당신 can barely control yourself.”
“Shut up!!”
Her temper ignited into 불, 화재 that burned through the oxygen around them. Her head was slammed to the ground and the 불, 화재 died with her will to fight. She was bruised and hurting. Weight fell from her back and she was rolled over. Sharp brown eyes looked at her. A 칼, 나이프 fell just beside her mussed hair.
“Bang. You're dead.”
Her eyes closed as she caught her breath. She could hear movement beside her.
“If 당신 don't control your temper, 당신 can't fight correctly.”
“What should I do?”
“Snuff it out. Learn how to keep your emotions out.”
“So...take my 심장 out, in other words.”
“If that's what it takes. We survive to keep them safe. No matter the cost.”
She nodded and opened her eyes. To her surprise, her mentor was walking away in the same pair of high heeled boots from earlier; her steps were deadly silent. The noise was for my benefit. I have much to learn...
In the comfort of her room, she took her costume off and looked at the cuts she had been given. She touched one and smirked when it brought fresh pain. Good job.
Name: Alexandria "Alex" Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age: 15
Powers/skills: -Flight (wings)
-Can attract metal to herself
-Superspeed (vampire form only)
-Supersenses
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she 스플릿, 분할 from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and 스플릿, 분할 the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Theme: Everything burns, 의해 Anatacia and Ben Moody
Other: Has a older (creepy) brother
-Vampire form is triggered 의해 anger/rage
The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” 배트맨 said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” 슈퍼맨 asked.
“We’re not all here.” 배트맨 said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. 배트맨 spoke up.
“There’s a 몰, 두더지 on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” 배트맨 said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
June 4, 18:02 EST
-----------------------------*
“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” 배트맨 said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” 슈퍼맨 asked.
“We’re not all here.” 배트맨 said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. 배트맨 spoke up.
“There’s a 몰, 두더지 on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” 배트맨 said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate 의해 touching you), retractable 앤젤 wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered 의해 KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused 의해 her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate 의해 touching you), retractable 앤젤 wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered 의해 KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused 의해 her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.