Reyna and Myers

Everyone rushed into the room. The doctor was shouting orders. They swarmed the cot where the ivory haired boy lay. His breath has stopped coming, his heart rate slowing.
Ivara and Jace stood side by side, keeping out of the way as the others worked frantically. The pocket of her coat grew warm, and Ivara reached in to retrieve the broach. The blue rose was glittering, shining with its own life. The two youngsters looked at the treasure, then each other, and finally, the still body of their dying friend.

"You can't.. you can't be here."
Alek hesitated, taken aback. Out of all the reactions he...

Jace straightened at his post outside the infirmary door and adjusted his glasses, which he had exchanged for his contacts a few minutes before. He could hear footsteps approaching quickly. He had expected them to be gone longer, but perhaps the quick return meant things had gone better than planned. Maybe Nic had stopped Declan before he reached Alek, maybe Declan had only gone out for a confrontation, not a battle, maybe no one had gotten hurt.
Even as he thought this over, Jace knew something was wrong. They were coming too hurriedly. A rush of wind preceded a shouting voice, one the boy...

The pair sprinted down the corridor, pastel walls, pastel floors, reflecting the blinding artificial fluorescent lights. A thunder of heavy boots pounded after them, orders being shouted. They ran toward a branching hallway, but skidded to a halt as they heard another squad running from the direction of their escape. 
"Here!" The blonde pushed through a pair of doors, pulled the girl after him. They huddled together, listening silently as the two troops of guards met up. Their discussion was muffled, but after a minute or so, they parted again in opposite directions. 
Aleksander let out a breath...

Klei had just entered the training room and saw Tim,"Eek!Hi Tim!"She squealed,"*sigh*um..Hi Klei",he responded with a sigh*another day of squealing and being followed*he thought,*Beep!Beep!*"Tim,Klei,And BeastBoy,come now!"Dick yelled through the intercom,"Yay!we're going on a mission together!"Klei yelled with excitement,"Yippee"he said sarcastically,then they ran to the room to find Dick but he was smirking,and laughing,"Pranked ya!"He laughed,"Awww...your so mean I really want to go on a mission,because I haven't gone on any!"she whined "sorry Batgirl and Wondergirl beat you to the punch,"he...

He slipped in through the open window, looking around for nurses or doctors. No one was in sight as he moved the girl's bedside. She was sleeping now, but he hadn't really told her he would come back before visiting hours in the morning. She had woken up, almost like she refused to be trapped in a coma. And he had talked with her all day, listening as she explained the things she gone through.
And he was suddenly thankful it wasn't as bad as he had imagined. He should have been terrified that she seemed unaffected by this last kidnapping. But she had waited until Becca left till she broke into...

"What are you going to do?"
"About what?"
"You can't pretend nothing happened, Blaze. Aleksander is out of control, and you need to reign him in."
"I know." The fire-caster tightened his hands on the railing he leaned on, then flexed them, stretching the tight leather of his gloves. "And don't you forget about your own charge, mate."
"Who, Jace?" Seeker scoffed. "He isn't a problem."
"He nearly got himself killed today," Nic argued, "That's not something that should go unaddressed."
Seeker shrugged. "Maybe it would be better if I simply... Relieved him."
The other male gave him an incredulous look...

Name: JD ( Jared Dammon Morse)

Alias: none

Age: 18

Appearance: dark wavy brown hair and rich blue eyes, always wears snapback.

Personality: JD is a very nice and funny guy to get along with, he hasn't met one person whose had a problem with him. He is very understanding and will do anything for his friends and loved ones.

Powers/Skills: he has the ability to see the potential of people. basically he can see what they can fully do and have that others may not. (ex. he would be able to see someones skills, way of thinking, and talents)

Relations: owner to Shane

Civvies: jeans, a sweater, converse,...

Rene sat on the edge of the buildings’ roof, looking down and the people below. In her hands, she held a white wire coat hanger. Slowly, she wrapped her fingers around the hook part, causing the whole hanger to glow a light yellow. The red head sighed as she let go of it, returning the hanger to its natural form. Rene stood up, walked off the building, landing on her feet at the bottom without a broken bone; and walked away.

As she came down a small alley way, a shadow passed over her. Quickly, she turned; but saw nothing but the brick wall. Shrugging, she turned and continued walking. Moments...

2 months after the incident with minion

"Gosh Roy you always have to be right about everything,don't you."Ari and Roy were fighting about how Ari has been hanging out with some of her guy friends lately,"Well what else am I supposed to think Ari,you hang out with them a lot and It makes me feel as if your cheating"Roy yelled,"Why would you even think that,you idiot!"She yelled back,"oh i'm an idiot!"he yelled fading."What's up with them?" Conner asked Wally
"(chomp)feyr ditng bout sompin"Wally was trying to say something as he was eating his popcorn,"Dude don't talk with your mouth full."conner...

I haven't made one of these in a while... But, thought I would update. If you have an issue with him, tell me and don't hold it against me.





Name: Parker Norrian
Alias: Eh. Doesn't have one yet.
Age: Four at the moment, but sixteen when he joins the team.
Occupation Hero/detective for the FBI
Powers: Flight (his beautiful white wings) and telepathy.
Skills: Basic field tactics, high detective skills and standard hand to hand combat.
Past: Parker grew up in normal childhood past, along with his younger sister. He is the oldest of the two siblings. Aside from working with the FBI because of his detective...

The lights flashed on and spotlighted four girls sitting in a circle, chained to chairs, their backs to each other.

Their mouths were gagged to counter any attempt to communicate, and their heads were locked in place by a metal collar, with red flashing lights, so tight it gave only the slightest room to breathe.

The smell of metal, fear, and blood soaked the room, making the silence even more eeiry. Suddenly, the chairs made a 180 degree turn so they all faced one another. An astonished gasp leaked out of the dirty cloth from all four. One tore through her gag, with her elongated canines,...

This idea just randomly appeared in my head and I really had to write it... It's like an AU kinda, so don't be offended South, please!

Becca sped down the road, following the white streak emitting from a red blaze in the sky. The sky writer was her compass, one she had no chance of communicating with since getting the urgent call at the mountain, and therefore had to follow blindly, faithfully. 
She  veered off the road onto a dirt path and the red flare Becca had been following for the past hour since leaving the highway suddenly slanted it's path downward. She braked to a stop; the red ball...

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The camera focuses on the person. A young girl. Her face was angular, high cheekbones and a very pale complexion. Her deep blue eyes stuck out against her mangled black hair. She should have been pretty, beautiful even, but the dark circles under her eyes and the swelling from several bruises on her temples and neck ruined the image. One of her sapphire eye was ringed with blood as a cut ran from her forehead to her jawline. Her shoulders were slumped and bare, her shirt in shreds. She looked everywhere other than the camera.
“Hello.” Her voice was rough and dragging,...

After getting their equipment and weapons quickly sorted out, Val and Scotch anxiously stared at Sean and Jenna, who were both watching the other two get ready. Cain had gone on ahead to try and stop Richi, and the two girls also wanted to bolt after him. "You guys ready?" Val asked nervously, restraining herself. Without replying, Jenna and Sean each pulled out a metal bracelet from their piles of belongings, which had both been thrown on the ground. The bracelets made a click! sound as they were clipped on. Beams of light sprang out from the piles as they began to dissolve, which began outlining...

He stared at the paper in his hand, thoughts flying, heart beating faster with every second. We may be too late? What does that mean? Does it mean she could be- He cut the thought off and shook his head. He couldn't afford to think that way.
She was counting on him to help her. He wasn't going to let her down. Even if he had to sacrifice his own life to make it happen. Nic had asked him long ago if he would be willing to leave everything, even her, to save her, allow her to live.
He thought about all the time they had spent together, the way her emotions sounded in her voice, her deep eyes,...

Tapping his foot impatiently, Nic leaned against the table where the doctor worked. Aside from the hum of the refrigerators containing various serums and medications, it was the only other sound in the laboratory. Eliot Xian kept his head down, peering through the microscope. Without raising his head he pronounced, "You're making me nervous with that incessant tapping."
"Are you done yet?" Nic demanded.
"Shouldn't you be resting?"
Nic involuntarily smoothed his hair down over the bandage around his forehead, covering the stitches on the back of his skull. After a night under watch in the infirmary,...

They stopped for a rest at a lake. The sun was lowering slowly to go to bed and the two hadn't stopped moving since they left the town. Becca pulled the water from her pack and refilled it. Then she slipped off her shoes and placed her feet in the cool water.
“We can't stay too long.”
“I know. But my feet are killing me.”
“I know what you mean. Still, we need to be hidden before we actually rest.”
She nodded and tipped her head back.
“How long have we been here?”
“Only hours in the time. Maybe a day in our world.”
“I want a bath.”
“Count me out.”
She laughed a little and...

Future childs alert! I'm doing this in paragraphs coz.. I fee like it.

Riley Conners Jr., better known as Rye, is 21 years old (GoW timeline). He lived with his adoptive parents link and Declan Conners (Declan is his uncle as well as adoptive father) until he moved out to live on his own in a Manhattan apartment. Though he's only seen him in pictures, Riley has been told that he is the spitting image of his biological father (Daemian Conners-Weston), with his chocolate brown curls, dark rimmed glasses, and blue-grey eyes, but has also inherited a frenzy of freckles and pale skin from his mother...

Being a Canadian that I am. I am sorry, sorry, sorry, that this took sooooo damn long. My history essay is finally done so there will be more fanart coming up soon. And enjoy!

“I won’t make it on time, Dot. You’re gonna have to take her to the Medical bay,”

“Already have.”

“and what about Twan?”

“I froze time for a bit and put him in Scud’s glass cage.”

“Cage? Isn’t that a bit too…harsh?”

“I know but…I tried to calm him down and he threatened to shoot Alex.”

Sebastienne was horrified. Twan? Gunfire Twan? Shot Cadmus and now going after Alex for no reason?...

This is a part 1 of 2 only IF Sil wants to continue it. If not, enjoy this one~shot!!!!!!



He slipped into the barely open door, looking around. The afternoon light filtered through the room. Her floor was clean, but the small amount of clutter on the desk and dresser made him smile at the familiarity. The girl he was looking for was sprawled on the bed, asleep. A book and pen lay open beside her, forgotten as dreams filled her sleep. He shook his head a little, smiling at how simple she was in sleep yet so alive with emotions. He capped the pen and placed it on the desk.
He sat down on the bed...