Blue hair fell to the floor as the buzzing of a razor screamed down the halls. "He had been fighting with a patient, clawed her eye out because she tormented the 'one'". "And the injured one? In for?" "Murder, of her brother... Says here she blew his brains out, then was sent here for talking to him, screaming at anyone who helped her,'I didn't kill him.'" "Eh... You didn't report this file to Dr.Silver.." "No reports are aloud to go to that division, not since the incident three days ago.
His hand grasped her and brought to her to a tiny chair, atop the wooden table at the opposite side....
Sorry for the long wait! Heres the 4th part, enjoy! :) :D
Part 4: “Mockingbird, or should I say Felice?” “I don’t mind either.” “WelI, this is your room, hope this isn’t too much, I know you’re new and all but, I-we, hope you settle in well.” “Thanks.” A very over-helpful Ms Martian was taking Mockingbird a tour of the whole Mountain. Ever since Ms Martian had been doing this every time a newbie came into the team, it seemed like tradition. Now M’gann was showing Mockingbird her new room, which she would be staying. Felice though was insecure. “Um, Ms M?” “Yes?” “Do...
Heh.. don't kill me?! *dodges angry fanfic readers* Hey! This is the second to last part and it's the main climax with the most fight scenes! It's the longest and I wrote it quickly because I knew I had to but at least it's done, right?!?!?! Read and comment (if you want), a little bit of fluff near the end... :D Thanks for sticking with me, even through the not-so-well written fight scenes!!
Stepping out onto the nearly empty square before the hall, Fin winced at the echoing smack of her boots on the concrete. Anyone in the square looked towards her, some grinning and running towards the hall...
Got bored of Mel being gone....so Allana to the rescue!!!!
9:00am Mount Justice.
Superman stood behind Batman. "We need the Secret Weapon." He said, softly and sternly. "I will not waste my time on-" He started, but was cut off by a glowing light, in the center of the lounge. "You need me for what?" She asked, softly, and barely audible. Superman smiles and walked over to the light, the light morphing into the image of a 13 year old, angel girl. "We need you for a rescue." Superman said, the girl smiled. "Okay." She said, and the light dissappeared. Baman growled.
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE Full Name: Irene Hope Adams Nickname: Ren Reason or meaning of name: Peace; Hope; Man Eye Color: Purple Hair Style/Color: Light Purple/ Lilac Height: 4’5 Clothing Style: Depends on my mood Best Physical Feature: My eyes
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE Your Fears: Killing more innocents... Your Guilty Pleasure: Flowers Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Ignorance Your Ambition for the Future: To be happy
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Better get up What You Think About the Most: My powers What You Think About Before Bed: Staying asleep You Think Your Best Quality Is: Uhh….