Delta

Gold. Gold everything. And red... and green. That damned man knew too much. Mafia looked in the mirror of the room she was housed in. She had been given a green dress with gold seams. Why? She didn't know, but unless she was on a mission she had been given nothing but dresses to wear.

She sighed, "Its only been a month and I never realized how much I'd miss them. All of them. Even Alex's stupid cockiness, and Rene's tackling. Or even Babylon's sulking. Or Ashley agreeing with Twan on some nut job idea."
She run a nail on the mirror, "Is it worth it? These 3 years? To know the truth?" But it was...

Her face was too pale, her breaths were too quiet, too ragged. She was stiller than her partner had ever seen her. Even while she slept, the girl's aura buzzed with energy. But she was not sleeping. Alek had overheard Dr. Xian speaking to their leader. She was unconscious, in critical condition, at risk of slipping into an indefinite comma. Blood loss and internal hemorrhaging as a result if the beating she had taken.
Not sleeping.
The boy could barely make out the meager intakes of breathe, the nearly unnoticable rise and fall of her chest. The only sign to him that his partner was truly still...

She waited eagerly for the snow to stop. The snow was the only thing keeping her from going out and she wasn’t one to wait patiently.
“Do you have everything?” A strong male voice asked from behind her.
She turned around, the bunny ears sewn into the hood of her coat moving.
“Yep! I got my piggy bank!”
She picked up the porcelain pig and gave it a shake, smiling broadly when it jingled.
“Good. Look’s like the snow finally stopped. Let’s go.”
The two walked out into the clouded sky, their footprints leaving a trail for them to follow home. It didn’t take long for the girl to get...

Hey guys, it’s R_L, obviously. I just wanted to do something I should have done a long long time ago. I’m not leaving, if that’s what you think. But this is just as important.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry to all the people I’ve been mean to, the ones I’ve pushed so far away that they don’t come back. I’m sorry that I was such a toxic person. I shouldn’t have been and if ever you were hurt because of ANYTHING I did, I’m truly, deeply, unbelievably sorry. I’m not leaving or anything like that, just apologizing for being such a toxic person. I was still growing and learning. That’s...

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Aysel Valren
Reason or meaning of name: Aysel means "Moon flood".
Eye Color: Lavender
Hair Style/Color: "Silky white" as my parents like to call it. Almost always braided.
Height: Around 5'7-5'8
Clothing Style: ...Royal? I'm not sure how to describe it other than I wear a lot of navy and forest green.
Best Physical Feature: *mumbled incoherently* (Def your cute wittle elf horns.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Ruling a country.. I'm glad I'm not the eldest of my siblings.
Your Guilty Pleasure: I spend way too many hours training in combat.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Injustice.....

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Anastasia Alexovna Aldric (née Romanova)
Reason or meaning of name: Anastasia was her aunt's name, means "resurrection"; her middle name is a derivative of her father's name, Alexei; born Romanova, but recently married; Aldric means "wise ruler"
Eye Color: forest green
Hair Style/Color: auburn; curly; usually intricately braided
Height: 5' 2" ((v smol))
Clothing Style: comfortable. Simple jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt if she's not going to meet anyone.
Best Physical Feature: my...hair? ((It's wild, but soooo soft))

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: disappointing the...

...I haven't posted in forever, and I've finally started developing Lexi so that she can be used in things :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Alexis, or Lexi. Preferably Lexi.
Reason or meaning of name: Apparently it means I'm shy and humble.. hm.
Eye Color: They're brown.. however i do have specks of blue.
Hair Style/Color: Jet black and super silky! Although it's very.. jagged. I may or may not have cut it off with some glass.. out of.. angst?
Height: 5'6. Taller than my brother and still growing.
Clothing Style: I tend to wear very bright and what's the word? (Frilly?) That! Like, pinks and...

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Kori Adams at your service.
Reason or meaning of name: WELL, it was Karina, but that didn't fit my style so I aggravated the everliving sh- (*coughs*) ..crap, outta dad to change it.
Eye Color: Don't you have fu- (KORI.) *sigh* They're blue.
Hair Style/Color: Black, short, white piece in the front.
Height: I think I'm like 5'7, 5'8, idk man.
Clothing Style: Look at my father and you'll know. Black and old band t-shirts, most of them are his.
Best Physical Feature: I believe it's my white streak. (Dear God, definitely your deceiving angelic face.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE...

Part 1: link

Nov 27, 1927 11:45 pm
New Orleans, Louisiana
A French Quarter dance club

Yakov stared at the other men a moment, dark eyes dancing between the Russian boy, the nervous mayor, and the intoxicated teenagers. It had been three days since the last new moon. Alexie guessed this was the first time Yakov had planned to feed since then-- that was his hope, anyway. As if by fate, the girl closest to Yakov suddenly fell into him, giggling breathlessly. She looked up at the man quizzically, as if realizing he had joined them for the first time. The girl was around 18, and the older man was considerably...

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Name: Jamie Adams Norrian.. Dad calls me Princess when I complain about doing hard work. *sigh*
Reason or meaning of name: Heck if I know, I think Dad thought I was gonna be a girl. Ask my parents?
Eye Color: Blue~
Hair Style/Color: Blackish/brownish, it's medium.
Height: I'm only 5'4..
Clothing Style: Beanies and a bright shirt.
Best Physical Feature: Idk honestly, but Dad said it was my eyes.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Losing my family..
Your Guilty Pleasure: I really like to binge peanut butter, but Ciel's allergic soooo doesn't happen often.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve:...

link

If you want to listen



She stood still, her back straight as a rod. The sword in her hand was gripped tight, her knuckles white.
The cut on her cheek stung, but she grit her teeth and looked at her opponent. He was just as calm as she was on the outside, but both were tactical storms underneath, debating their next move. She blinked, and suddenly was back to years earlier.

You fascinated me
Cloaked in shadows and secrecy
The beauty of a broken angel

I ventured carefully
Afraid of what you thought I'd be
But pretty soon I was entangled

You take me by the hand
I question who I am

She looked at him steadily,...

Something I put together with a twist on my two favorite stories of past (or legend. whatever you want to think) I hope you enjoy!

The day droned on in a wave of summer heat. The grass blew in the mildly cool breeze, insects chirping in the hum of the day. All was quiet and still, just how she liked it. She sat lazily on a bench, something her mother would have scolded her for so long ago. Her journal lay in her lap, pen moving quickly on the page. Her fingers slowed, then stopped. She sat up and shut the book. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a much older, worn leather book. The smell...

Name: Jaime [Jay-me] Adams-Norrian (Adams is't known, however Norrian is. Only few know his last name.) Or as Fang calls him sometimes "Princess".
Alias: Valac
Occupation: Hero
Age: 17
Appearance: Jaime's hair color is the same as his father's, Fang, however it isn't nearly tinted as a ravenette color in the sunlight. Jaime's hair is much shorter and frames in his face, mainly in the cheek area. His eyes are a bright blue. The teen's stature is only 5'4 and his body frame is quite small, however it allows him to be more nimble in battles. Much like his father, Jaime has wings. They stretch 14ft...

"Now! Lon, take him out." It hate just been over a year since my last assignment, but a year was enough to change me. At one point in life, killing was easy, not enjoyable but I didn't have much guilt. Now that was all different. Now I had friends, family, people I cared about. And its that, that madr it that much harder to pull the trigger.
I had a gun as I ran down the steps and kicked open the door to the lobby. My target was in my line of fire. I could take him out. He made himself so obvious. But we were in a hotel lobby. Around me, people were in a panic at the sight pf my gun. Who was...

She awoke from her sleep hearing a scream from a room. Quickly, the red head jumped out of bed and went into the living room, seeing Amara curled up in a ball on the couch. Rene walked over to her, sat down, and pet her head.
    “Amara sweetie, what’s wrong,” she said, her voice sounding half asleep. The black haired girl answered quietly.
    “Daddy… he was gonna…” her voice trailed off, not finishing her sentence; but Rene knew what she was going to say.
    “He wouldn’t jump off honey,” the red head said with kindness...

I was bored, so I decided to find and list all the articles pertaining to Aisling’s life, in anticipation for my upcoming series!

link: Series; finished. Aisling aged 14. My first (and very crappy) Aisling story. Basically it introduces Kaos, Aisling, and mind-hacking.
Wings of Kaos: Series; canceled. Aisling aged 14-15. Never actually wrote it, but a basic summary: Aisling. Kaos. Fun. Not really. And then he was your dad.
link: Two-shot; finished. Aisling aged 15. “Hi Aisling. I’m Tesla. Can I rape you?”
link: One-shot; finished. Aisling aged 15. Aisling and Jackson break up. This will...

“Under the sea?”
“Been done already.”
“Night in the clouds?”
“Too simple.”
“Uh....Medieval?”
“Used too often.”
“Ugh! This is hopeless!”
Becca looked at her upside comrade.
“Devin, we'll find a rockin theme for you. I promise.”
Devin turned her gaze from the window to where Becca sat upside down. Since Devin had wanted privacy, they had gone to Becca's place. And hadn't been interrupted since entering.
“Fine. But I just can't see how.”
“Think outside the boring fun box.”
“That was contradictory.”
“Whatever.”
Devin turned her gaze back to the outside view. She...

NOTE: The following scene contains alcohol use. (This is purely for precautionary sake)


Police Chief Robert Draxx opened the door to his apartment and flicked on the lights. It wasn't until after he had hung up his coat he noticed the shadowy figure, using night camo, hiding in the shadows. 

"Revenge, couldn't you have met me at the office?"

"It's midnight, best bet was you were here asleep. In fact, I knew you were heading here."

Draxx sighed and opened the fridge. "What's so important?"

"Bane."

The Police Chief straightened up. "What's he doing in New York?"

"He's not. From my sources, he's still...

Baby Sisters

(Part 2)

New York City

April 29, 18:01 EST

Sam quickly shut down the computer and hopped out of his seat. "Artemis! What're you doing here?"

"I thought I'd stop by to visit my big brother." Artemis said. "Why? Is this a bad time or-?"

"No, no!" Sam said. "It's just Holly's sister is in town and I didn't expect you to show up now."

"Double sisters, huh?" Artemis asked, walking towards the computer. "Older or younger?"

"Younger!" Sam exclaimed, shutting the computer off before Artemis could open it.

"You could've just said 'don't touch it'." Artemis said.

Sam raised an eyebrow.

"True, true."...

Help, I have done it again 
"Scotty...Why?" Danny put his head in his hands.
I have been here many times before 
Danny sat in front of Scott's grave,  tears sliding down his face. "I don't get it....you can't be gone..." 
Hurt myself again today
"It's not fair! You didn't deserve it! Any of it!" Danny got up and hit the tree, cracking it. 
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame 
I swear I'll kill them for what they done to you! Brendan's in on it too. You're death WILL be avenged. I swear it. 

Be my friend
"Missile coming in! And fast!" Brendan watched the dot move closer and closer. ...