Some Kind of Theme

It's late. So what? Deal with it.


“Are you okay mom?” Lexi asked.
Devin gave her a smile.
“Yes. I'm alright dear.”
Lexi sat in her mother's lap.
“What did daddy say?” Lexi asked, looking at the paper in her mother's hand.
“Daddy says he'll be home soon. He has a leave of absence for a few weeks and he plans to come home in a few days.”
“He'll miss Valentine's day. It's tomorrow, right?”
Devin nodded.
“Yes. But he doesn't choose what days he gets off.”
“I know.”
Devin kissed her daughter on the cheek and gave her tight hug.
“We'll have to surprise him with a late Valentine's...

The girl sat in the training room, playing with a bunch of potions. She pulled a heavy cauldron from out of her locker and put it in the center of the room. The girl put in a few neon colored potions and a dark blue powder inside, stirring it with a big wooden spoon. A mist rose from the pot, making the room smell like thyme and rosemary. She said a few magic words, making the creation bubble, rising from the pot. Her voice grew as she said a spell and BAM! The creation exploded, making her fall back. Rene sat up and rubbed her head, looking around herself, confused.

    “Where...

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*Chapter XIV: "Distraction"
*Chapter XV: "Destruction"
*Chapter XVI: "Defusion"
*Chapter XVII: "Murder"

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Part Three:

*Chapter XVIII: "Storm Rising"
*Chapter XIX: "Powers" Part 2
*Chapter XX: "Gone...for Good?"
*Chapter XXI: "What Matters?"
*Chapter XXII: "Worry"
*Chapter XXIII: "Secret Midnight"
*Chapter XXIV: "Murder Cont."

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Part Four:

*Chapter XXV: "Calm Before the Storm"
*Chapter XXVI: "Happy or Sad"
*Chapter...

Of course, this is about Shane. So anything in 1st P.O.V. Is Shane, unless I say so differently.

I have some really bad secrets to share with someone, so it might as well be you-a stranger, a dear reader. But why am I telling you this? Because you cannot hurt me. So here goes nothing, or maybe everything? I can't really tell a difference anymore. 

     The night of my parents death was cold, snowy and a long one. I can remember hearing my older brother, Peter, screaming, as our parents were taken down in black slick body bags. 
"Our parents were vile! But they didn't deserve to be taken...

The group walked through the woods. Three days have passed since their "small" encounter with Chaser and the fall of Delta. A still silence was set over them since then, not one person had said a thing. Melissa decided it was too quiet,"Are we there yet!!?"
"Almost, we're in the Golden Highlands." Becca muttered as she continued to lead the group forward.
"What about Chaser?" Bentley growled.
"We'll face him."
"But..."
"We're here."

All eyes fell on the castle. Becca scowled,"So? We split into groups?"
The others nodded. She turned to them. "Okay Bloodaxe, Tesla, and Onyx stay guard outside. Nightlock...

Twan burst through the bracken into a grassy clearing with his pursuer close behind. Blood covered and dripped from Twan's wolfish muzzle as he took a sharp turn; resulting in a loud crash from his predator hitting a tree. He skidded to a stop turning and facing the enemy, he couldn't bite back a smirk.

That quickly changed as the dhampir pounced at him pinning the lycan down a evil smirk crossed his face revealing the razor sharp fangs he possessed. Panic filled Twan's eyes for a split second as the fanged boy lunged at the werewolf's neck.

A loud scream echoed as a massive paw threw the dhampir...

Short chapter is short.

Harley walked out the infirmary, glancing back warily inside as she made her way to the living area. When the occupants saw her, a couple sat up straighter, hoping for some good information. A small smile spread across her face as she said, “She’ll live.”
Ariel sighed in relief, as did many others, while Fang nodded once, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Revenge stood as Rene came into the room, all seriousness. “There’s a small problem, though,” she murmured into her hand.
“What kind of problem?” Tanner asked, concerned. Eric watched Rene closely, while...

Pretty cool if you sing it like link...



Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly you will die
And when again the sun leaves you will lie.

Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow you earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.

Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A cloak of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.

I FINALLY GOT IT UP!!!!!!!!!


“Please Mr. Wayne? Pleasepleasepleaseplease? PLEASE?”
Devin followed the billionaire around the mansion, begging for his approval. He finally turned to her, his face set in stone.
“Give me a reason that you can back up.”
“The team has had major problems the past months from missions or personal lives. This is the ability to let them relax and have fun after all the hard work they've put in.”
Devin's no-nonsense face matched his. He studied for a time.
“You'll be in set-up, clean-up, and any thing else responsible for this.”
“I promise! It will all be...

In which the reader is forced to wait while I try and figure out what's coming up next. >-<

“Patience, Kyra.”
She got goosebumps at Chelsea’s calm voice, tears escaping down her face. The pain of the gold was immense but she couldn’t place why-- skin contact hadn’t affected her before. Chelsea’s chuckled reached her as she took in a shuddering breath. “I assumed it would pain you more than you believed.”
The dark cloth over her eyes slipped away and she blinked a couple of times. Chelsea sat across from her, scraping a jagged knife on rock, making earsplitting screeches....

“Epsilon, are you sure this is where she was?”
Delta sat on the edge of the roof, watching out over the dimmed lights of Trinity for any signs of trouble, or even just a flame. Eric was pacing on the roof as well, glancing over the edge. “Yes, yes, I’m very sure..”
“I don’t know, man...”
“It’s a possibility.”
Both Delta and Eric whirled around at the new voice. Red Revenge stood there, glancing over the city himself, arms crossed. “I saw the news as well.”
“Were you invited?” Eric questioned, glancing to Delta out of the corner of his eye. The teen made an innocent...

*Shrugs* Its over due! For the sign up, click link





Dark Angel, or Fang, peeked through the vent's grate. Three targets, one plan. Dark Angel smirked, and crawled back into the vent, moving for a better position. Fin, or Forever Bird sat on the couch, nodding her head to the music erupting from her laptop. Mel, or Wings of Death was curled up on the counter, somehow sleeping. And Eclipse, or 360 was sitting in the corner. Dark Angel was pleased with his choice of prey. He decided, he was going to prank everyone. He eyed Mel, one thought ran through his mind:
Muahahahahahahahahaha!
Dark Angel kicked...

"Declan, are you ready yet?" Aryess peered into the mirror, trying to fit in the back to her silver dangly earring.
"Almost," the 21-year-old called from the other room. "Why do I have to go to this thing again?"
"Because I want to be there when Jasper makes the big announcement."
"Again, why do I have to go?" Declan walked into the foyer wearing a navy three-piece suit. His fair hair was spiked in the front casually, somehow boyishly mature.
"To show support for our friends!" she said. "Where's Riley?"
"Tada!" the four-year-old exclaimed as he jumped up from behind the couch. His bright-blue eyes...

Becca let out a low whistle as she studied her friend.
“Damn. You look.....like you might just stop every heart in the other room.”
The other giggled, a wide grin plastered on her face.
“Thanks. You look wonderful.”
Becca made a face.
“I hate dresses. And this style seems too much like what I would wear addressing Queen Kendra. But the color I love.”
Devin smiled.
“I love your hair too.”
Becca made another face.
“I want it up. I miss my pigtails.”
“But you look so beautiful.”
“So you've said.”
“And so will Tyler.”
Becca stuck her tongue out, but Devin saw the light blush...

I couldn't help myself. I had to write it. You'll understand everything when Memory is finished; just a few more parts!!!!


Her hand fit nicely in his. Their fingers threaded together as the walked casually along the shop district of Happy Harbor. They window shopped, looking at whatever they found interesting. And they had more in common than either of them first thought. They walked past a chocolate store and she stopped, looking at the display. He tugged her hand gently, but she didn't move.
“Becca?”
He followed her line of sight, a smile on his lips. Everyone had warned him; keep Becca...

Welcome back to Symbol of the Knight!!!

Last time Robin was pissed (very pissed) over the apparently heavy injuries of who he believed to be Barbara. However, when Barbara walks in the Cave, the Bats were startled to discover it wasn't she who was the wounded Batgirl. Rushing back to the Cave, they found...Artemis! So how did this happen? Chapter 1, here we come!!!



Chapter One- "Breakout"
 
 
Gotham City
22:35 EST, June 17,
Four Years after "Auld Acquaintance"
48 Hours Earlier
 
 
 
The cool rain turned to steam on the hot Gotham roofs. The night was dark and the faint  sound of thunder only increased...

She twirled the escrim sticks in her hands, ready for a strike. She knew Serepta to be quick. Her sister always had a move planned out. Becca knew better than to make the first move. She was smart enough to know never to make the second move. To make either move would claim the victory to her opponent. She heard the noise of battle behind her. But she dared not look. It would give Serepta the advantage. She kept her body ready, her eyes set, and her mind focused on the training she had endured.
“This isn't Chess, sister.”
Becca didn't reply. She was focused. She wouldn't let herself be fooled...

"Thats for scareing for a week and 3 days" She said as if she
wanted to cry.

He pouted with a red cheek.

"I'm sorry! They Woundn't let me contact you!"
"Well, Me and you're..." She put a hand on he stomach "Have been
worried almost to death!" She hugged Dylan tightly, as if she never
wanted to let go.

"I'm sorry, you know I would have told you if I could"
"I know I'm just paranoied, you know me"
"Yes. Now can I kiss you without being hit?"
She laughed "Yes"

He lifted up her chin and smiled, once again his lips pressed against
hers and she kissed him back, his hands moved and wrapped around her
tightly,...

Phoebe sat there in her room, she dimmed the lights and just sat there
stareing at her phone. She was scared, paranoied and to many hurtful
thoughts ran through her mind. Where was he? She placed a hand on her
soft and pail cheek, phoebe leaned on it and touched down her elbow
the dark wooded desk.

Foot steps echoed outside. Phoebe perked up, that familliar sweet
scent filled her nose, could it really be?

The metal door slid open and closed again. A tall, dark and beautiful
blue haired boy with a shiney and slightly dirty face leaned on the
cool metal. Phoebs Stood up trembling slightly.

"Sorry I was...