Sorry it sucks
The sun shone on her face. Where was she? Oh yeah. Home. She opened her eyes. Wait. This wasn't her place. It was too big, too grand, too...white. Where was she? There was an actual fireplace in the room. She could see a sitting room, a closet, and a bathroom. Each of those rooms were bigger than her apartment. Where the heck was she? And why was she in this gigantic bed? She spied a box at the edge of the bed. A note layed on top. She picked it up, immediately recognizing the bold scrawl. Blade, Sorry for the hasty note. I had planned to be there when you woke up. I'll explain later. For now, just wear what's in here. No complaints. I love you. Terror.
She studied the note, trying to figure out the mystery. She gave up a few minutes later and opened the box. Inside was a black and red Harley Quinn styled dress. Wherever there was red, black was on the opposite side. She examined it ruefully. She sighed and, slipping under the covers, put the dress on. She fixed her short hair, slipping the matching bow on from the box. Blade put the boots on her feet then walked around the room. It was bright and marbled in white.
“Well don't you look nice.”
She spun around at the voice. Although startled, she had recognized it.
“Terror.”
He smiled and came over to her.
“Hey. Sorry about not being here, but I had something to take care of quickly.”
“That's okay. Um...where IS here?”
“Shadow Realm. This is a place where light filters through. Kinda like clouded sky.”
“Defeats the purpose of a shadow.”
“Need light to get a shadow.”
She smirked.
“So am I you're light?”
He smiled.
“Yes. Now hush. I have a surprise for you.”
She looked at him. Ice met fire and he leaned closer to whisper in her ear. Her eyes widened in surprise and she pulled back to look at him. He was smiling and placed a thundering kiss to her lips. She responded, her shock falling away as the truth of his name became permanent.
The sun shone on her face. Where was she? Oh yeah. Home. She opened her eyes. Wait. This wasn't her place. It was too big, too grand, too...white. Where was she? There was an actual fireplace in the room. She could see a sitting room, a closet, and a bathroom. Each of those rooms were bigger than her apartment. Where the heck was she? And why was she in this gigantic bed? She spied a box at the edge of the bed. A note layed on top. She picked it up, immediately recognizing the bold scrawl. Blade, Sorry for the hasty note. I had planned to be there when you woke up. I'll explain later. For now, just wear what's in here. No complaints. I love you. Terror.
She studied the note, trying to figure out the mystery. She gave up a few minutes later and opened the box. Inside was a black and red Harley Quinn styled dress. Wherever there was red, black was on the opposite side. She examined it ruefully. She sighed and, slipping under the covers, put the dress on. She fixed her short hair, slipping the matching bow on from the box. Blade put the boots on her feet then walked around the room. It was bright and marbled in white.
“Well don't you look nice.”
She spun around at the voice. Although startled, she had recognized it.
“Terror.”
He smiled and came over to her.
“Hey. Sorry about not being here, but I had something to take care of quickly.”
“That's okay. Um...where IS here?”
“Shadow Realm. This is a place where light filters through. Kinda like clouded sky.”
“Defeats the purpose of a shadow.”
“Need light to get a shadow.”
She smirked.
“So am I you're light?”
He smiled.
“Yes. Now hush. I have a surprise for you.”
She looked at him. Ice met fire and he leaned closer to whisper in her ear. Her eyes widened in surprise and she pulled back to look at him. He was smiling and placed a thundering kiss to her lips. She responded, her shock falling away as the truth of his name became permanent.
Alias: Conscience
Age: 15
Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.
Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good advice giver.
Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.
Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is more on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.
Past: unknown.
Name: Tina Fang
Alias: Nocturne
Appearance: Black hair that reaches her hips, ivory skin, black eyes.
Civvies: Leather dress, black tights.
'Stume: Picture!
Powers: Flight. Invisibilty.
Skills: Sword skills. Lockpicking.
Info: Tina is after her arch enemy, Ren. Who killed her sister, Ivy. And in order to get to Ren's hide-out, an Angel must come with her to guide and help destroy Ren, because he is too powerful to defeat by herself.
So, there you go! Your welcome Angel Warrior Heart! X3
Name: Kaleb Anton
Alias: Arkana
Age: 17
Alliance: Hero
Appearance: shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, 5'10", pale skin
Personality: kind, caring, withdrawn, doesn't trust people easily, stubborn, brave
Powers: He has transformation powers that allow him to alter his appearance, martial arts, fights with a bow staff with a hidden blade
Bio: His life as a kid was normal, he went to school, he helped at his dad's shop. When he was sixteen he left his family after discovering his powers. He trained for a year abroad before joining the team