January 1, 2108
She jumped over the heap of dirt, missing all the gun shots.
"Shit, shit, shit," the red head mumbled to herself as she fumbled for bullets in her pocket. She reloaded the gun and set it on the top of the dirt mound and shot at the enemies. Bullets flew over her head. She could feel a bullet graze against her hand; but she ignored it as it began to slowly heal itself. The red head quickly lowered her gun and ran back to the city, shooting constantly, killing off more than anyone ever had. "What a great way to spend New Years Day..." she mumbled to herself.
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"Mom?" A small girl cried inside of the house. The red head slammed the door shut, breathing heavily. "Mom? Is that you?" Rene secured the gun into her pocket and walked over to the girl in her bed. "Mom! I missed you!"
"I missed you too Annabeth," she said softly, smiling. For a few seconds, she ignored the bullets flying outside while she hugged her daughter; but then she came back to reality.
"Where's your father?" The small girl pointed to the TV. Rene rolled her eyes and grabbed the remote control, turning it on so she could see her husband. He didn't notice her staring at him until he turned around.
"Oh. Hi sweetie."
"Zack, I told you to watch Annabeth!"
"I know, I know. I had to check on something in here."
"Well, you should've taken her with you." Rene's head turned to the window. The gun powder was visible in the air and the gun shots became closer and closer each second. "You need to take her in there. Now. Annabeth, come here." The girl did as she was told. Zack quickly zapped out of the TV, appearing in front of his daughter. He picked her up and looked at Rene.
"Please, be careful," he said as he gave her a kiss on her cheek.
"I will. Don't worry." She held up her cellphone. "I'm not going to let it leave my side." The red head kissed her daughter on the nose and went over to the window. "Don't let her stay up too late." Zack looked at her with a small smile and gave his wife a joking salute.
"Yes ma'am." And he stepped back into the TV with Annabeth, shutting it off as well. Rene sighed and pulled out her phone, dialing a number, and putting it up to her ear, waiting for the other person to pick up the phone. Come on Julie. Pick up the God damn phone..
"Hello?"
"Julie? Is that you?"
"Yeah... Wait, mom?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Oh my God why the hell are you calling me?"
"I needed to get in touch with you. Your father and sister just went into the net."
"Why did you let them do that? We could have used dad's help!"
"And who'd watch Annabeth?" There was silence on the other end. "Julie. It's up to you and me now. We have to take care of this. Where are you?"
"Downtown. In Matt's old apartment. I'm trying to find my gun."
"I have it. You left it here last time. Come over here and we'll continue talking."
"And you'll give me my gun?"
"Yes, I'll give it to you."
"Love you mom."
"Love you too."
She jumped over the heap of dirt, missing all the gun shots.
"Shit, shit, shit," the red head mumbled to herself as she fumbled for bullets in her pocket. She reloaded the gun and set it on the top of the dirt mound and shot at the enemies. Bullets flew over her head. She could feel a bullet graze against her hand; but she ignored it as it began to slowly heal itself. The red head quickly lowered her gun and ran back to the city, shooting constantly, killing off more than anyone ever had. "What a great way to spend New Years Day..." she mumbled to herself.
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"Mom?" A small girl cried inside of the house. The red head slammed the door shut, breathing heavily. "Mom? Is that you?" Rene secured the gun into her pocket and walked over to the girl in her bed. "Mom! I missed you!"
"I missed you too Annabeth," she said softly, smiling. For a few seconds, she ignored the bullets flying outside while she hugged her daughter; but then she came back to reality.
"Where's your father?" The small girl pointed to the TV. Rene rolled her eyes and grabbed the remote control, turning it on so she could see her husband. He didn't notice her staring at him until he turned around.
"Oh. Hi sweetie."
"Zack, I told you to watch Annabeth!"
"I know, I know. I had to check on something in here."
"Well, you should've taken her with you." Rene's head turned to the window. The gun powder was visible in the air and the gun shots became closer and closer each second. "You need to take her in there. Now. Annabeth, come here." The girl did as she was told. Zack quickly zapped out of the TV, appearing in front of his daughter. He picked her up and looked at Rene.
"Please, be careful," he said as he gave her a kiss on her cheek.
"I will. Don't worry." She held up her cellphone. "I'm not going to let it leave my side." The red head kissed her daughter on the nose and went over to the window. "Don't let her stay up too late." Zack looked at her with a small smile and gave his wife a joking salute.
"Yes ma'am." And he stepped back into the TV with Annabeth, shutting it off as well. Rene sighed and pulled out her phone, dialing a number, and putting it up to her ear, waiting for the other person to pick up the phone. Come on Julie. Pick up the God damn phone..
"Hello?"
"Julie? Is that you?"
"Yeah... Wait, mom?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Oh my God why the hell are you calling me?"
"I needed to get in touch with you. Your father and sister just went into the net."
"Why did you let them do that? We could have used dad's help!"
"And who'd watch Annabeth?" There was silence on the other end. "Julie. It's up to you and me now. We have to take care of this. Where are you?"
"Downtown. In Matt's old apartment. I'm trying to find my gun."
"I have it. You left it here last time. Come over here and we'll continue talking."
"And you'll give me my gun?"
"Yes, I'll give it to you."
"Love you mom."
"Love you too."
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, Holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find Holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, you see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, Holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find Holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, you see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
Alias: Fang
Occupation: Hero
Age: 16
Relationship: Married to Devin..WHEE!
Powers: Flight (wings) if he stays still and doesn't make sudden movements he can blend into his surroundings, super strength (not superman strength but its above average mans strength), super senses (RAPTOR VISION FTW!)
Past: Created as an experiment in a place called “School” Fang grew up dark, and drawn back, escaping from pure hell at the age of 10, the flock traveled the world, determined to end all experiments. At age 12, Fang split from the group and went off on his own, (personal reasons...only Devin knows) Fang adapted the life of crime and murder until he was 13, then was found by Batman and brought onto the team.
Other: -hates needles and electricity.
-has a younger sister.
-keeps most things to himself
-Let's see 6 children total. 4 Biological, 2 adopted. *hint hint: DEVIN! :P*