Gotham City
July 15, 12:15 EST
Three Years Ago

The breeze was a welcome accomplice on the hot-as-Hades day. It blew past, pulling at her hair, her clothes, the yelps of joy that escaped her and her companion.
The leader of the pair glanced back over his shoulder. She was right on his wheels, so close she could make out his deep sapphire irises. He grinned and looked forward.
"You okay back there, kid?" he called.
"Right behind you, Nic!" Aryess assured him, panting slightly. She peddaled a bit harder, finally matching handle bars with him. They slowed to a stop as the tracks neared and the gaurd...

Started out sad and somehow got this so....enjoy!



He woke up in a cold sweat. He panted for breath, unaware that he had screamed. No one was there to hear him. He heard a flutter of wings and the snow white hawk landed on his leg. The full moon shimmered on the feathers and he pet the large bird. After a few minutes, he calmed down entirely. The hawk let out a small squawk.
“Same nightmares.”
He listened to the squawks and clicks of the hawk's graceful tongue, knowing the words and emotions behind each one.
“Been over five years now, Bella.”
He listened to the beautiful chattering in his...

Sorry that's it shorter than most of the other chapters, it's kind of a filler... Enjoy anyways, though.

Blade walked in, Korran and Cain following quietly. Their footsteps echoed in perfect unison on the floors of the now nearly abandoned Hall of Justice, the League’s headquarters after losing the Watchtower. A dark, cowled figure sat at the computer, watching every screen carefully. più smaller figures wandered aimlessly, waiting for orders. They stayed away from Blade’s path, because she was the head of the younger League’s division at the moment. Roy and Katerrina watched at a distance,...

It was surprising how awake and alert te could be at 3am when te were risking your life. Like when you're crouching on roof across from an abandoned warehouse. That was clearly not abandoned.
Or maybe, to the average citizen, the dark building appeared empty. Maybe Silver had spent too much time looking for the deseption beneath the blanket of innocence.
She laughed under her breath. Innocence. Was there really such a thing?
Her train of thought was derailed when she saw the flicker of a flame appear and disappear in a corner of shadows below. Silver brushed a finger over her Angel pendant...

Name: Brendan Adams.
Alias: Fang
Occupation: Hero
Age: 15
Relationship: Uhmm….I think I’ll explain later xD
Powers: Flight (wings) if he stays still A doesn't make sudden movements he can blend into his surroundings, can draw metal to his body, mimicking peoples voices, 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...

“Of course we’re alone!” Chandler said, slightly irritable at Nathan’s sudden detachment. “It’s the middle of the freaking night!”
Nathan ignored the boy’s irritation, resuming his brisk manner. “They had to make sure.”
Lily crossed her arms. “They? So there’s more. It’s not just te two, is it?”
Nix nodded, smiling slightly. “No, it’s not just us.” She turned away from the children, calling over her shoulder to someone they couldn’t see.
“It’s safe!”
The three children looked at each other, perplexed, but they didn’t have long to wonder, because at that...

I finally got around to doing this, it completely slipped my mind to actually carica it. te get a songfic at the end, but for t to make sense just read the info.
-YJTTFAN
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Name: Cleo
Alias: Phantom
Status: Not a hero o villain. più like a freelancer
Age: 15
Hair Color: Very light brown almost blonde
Eye Color: Green
Body Type: Fit
Race: Ghost
Powers: She’s a ghost -.-. Ability to become intangible, energy blasts, flight/levitation, invisibility, ability to give anyone else ghost abilities for a few minutes.
Costume: Whatever civi clothes she is wearing plus a black hood.
Past;

Cleo:...

Set in 5 years from now.. In case te were wondering, Fang does unisciti the military..Not sure that will settle well with Devin...

Brendan sat on a couch, staring at a wall. He looked over his shoulder as his phone started to ring and vibrate. 
"What now?" Getting up, he picked up the car keys hesitating to answer the call. Brendan shoved the phone in his pocket and swung open the door to exit the house to find a general standing there.
"Glad your home Adams. Your needed at this address." The General shoved a piece of paper in Brendan's hand and left. Brendan sighed and closed the door behind him...

Dark. Sick. Twsted. Name it whatever. I just had it on my mind.

Let’s go to sleep; Close our eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
We know the pain that theyve indured.

Silver metal, shine so bright.
Scarlet blood bath feels so right. .
Dream of blood tickling down,
And wake up just before we drown.

The moonlight’s shining off our tears,
As we bleed out our own worst fears.
So tonight we start to cry,
And sing...

Skylar leaned on the tavolo in the kitchen, “why don’t we just go over there and finish them off? I mean, if we know we’re close, we just take più people with us.” Twan nodded, “I agree, besides,” he formed his arm into his gun, “It’d be pretty fun, revenge.”
Nightwing glared at him, “Its not about revenge.” Harley sat on the counter, “He’s right, its not a bout revenge. Its about vengeance, and making sure they stay the hell out my life…”
Nightwing openly stared at her in surprise, “ooookay, then.”
Harley scoffs, and jumps of the table, her leg crumbled under...

**Anything like (this) means it is a translation of what was just said, and anything in italics is a letter, and anything that isunderlined and italicized is the lyrics because THIS IS MY FIRST EVER SONG FIC!! Just a quickie one-shot of how Mercy feels! :) Enjoy! ** te also might want to scroll to the bottom of the articolo to get the link to the background music, if te want!

There's a faraway land so the stories all tell.Somewhere beyond the horizon,

"Ek weet nie meer nie, Nala!Ek het regtig nie ..." (I don't know anymore,Nala! I really don't...) She sighed and fumbled around again with her...

Time line- some point in the past. I'll let te figure out exactly when ;)

How could te still be yourself when te look nothing like... You?
If the person looking at te in the mirror doesn't look like anyone te could put a name to, then who is it?
What if te don't know what you're supposed to look like?
I'm too young for an identity crisis, Mutt thought to himself as he stared at his reflection in the mirror.
His blue eyes were the same deep sapphires he had been born with, but they didn't seem.. young enough to belong on the face of an eleven anno old. The dark, shaggy hair that hung in his...

At LexCorp.: Batgirl sat silently in the vent, no movement was heard, and found it sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza to come down. She slipped out of the vent, onto her feet, and then closed the vent back up. She stood up walking backward, facing the corner turn in the wall, to make sure no one was following her. Batgirl turned around, and her face went right into a well created bosom. Batgirl stepped back with a gasp. There stood Lex Luthor’s Amazonian, literally mechanically armed assistant, Mercy.
“looks what we have here…” she started and then attacked Batgirl. Swinging her leg out to whack Batgirl in the head,...

She opened her eyes, lifting her head. Everything was cloudy and dust misted over the ground. She coughed and managed to get on her hands and knees.
“Devin!” She coughed again. “Becca!”
She crawled inoltrare, avanti and found someone. Pale skin, flowing hair. Dressed in black, silver. She scurried back and coughed again.
“No way.”
She heard a moan and headed over towards it.
“Becca!”
“Erin? We get out?”
“Yeah. te okay?!”
“Just woozy.”
“I hear ya. Bec, we got a problem.”
“Wait! Where's Devin?!”
“Over here!”
The two crawled to where Devin's voice came from.
“Thank goodness...

NOT MINE!!!!! JUST SOOOOO SAXY I HAD TO SHARE IT!!!!!


The USB stick was worth Artemis’ life if she was caught. Kaldur’s too, if they made the connection. But if the information on it was accurate, and not some sort of ruse to root out any spies, then it was could save hundreds of other lives.

Artemis only contemplated that for a moment before secreting the flash drive into a hidden pocket. A sense of predatory anticipation filled her.

“Don’t worry Kaldur, I know just the way to get this to Nightwing.”

- - -

Nightwing and Artemis had sparred countless times in the past, but they’d never...

This is long onver due, but since he's part of te team now...

Hero ID: Thirteen

Alter ego: Aleksander Felis

Age: 14

Appearance: 5'8", golden-blonde hair, smeraldo green eyes, a scar on the under-side of his jaw

Hero Uniform: similar to Rocket's, but green primary and black secondary instead of purple primary and brown secondary.

Personality: very easy going, sensitive toward others, a bit protective over SilverWings (his partner and "sister"), relaxed, quick thinker.

Skills: speaks English and Russian, martial arts, gun handling, staff handling (I'm sure there's proper terminology for it. Don't know...

Real name: Alana Venture
Status:Hero
Id:NovaStar
Agility:95% Intelligence:88% Speed:76%

Powers:Anything she sees o touches can be brought into flames of explode at her will. She owns a dragon that can transform into a large dog, and when needed Alana's very large dragon-Twilight. Alana has enhacned speed and strngth compared to human physique. Long lived.Good close quarter combat.

Note:Alana has red hair and cannot speak english fluetnly. She has a thing for art, and loves her Blade of fire. One of things the king gave her as a trophy of trust.

Relationship to team:Wally found her forzen and...

I'm not responsible for hostile reactions coming from Eclipse-YJ. Thank you! XD


She looked around, her eyes covered. Shouldn't be hard to find him. I know he's back. She sighed and moved into the room more. She spotted him. Ah. Found you. She headed over to him and pulled the sunglasses off, revealing her magenta eyes.
“Hello Dylan.”
He looked up at her, annoyed.
“What do te want Rylan?”
She slid in across from him.
“How were the shadowlands?”
“Dark. Dismal. Just like the last minuto of my life has been.”
She smirked.
“I don't like your tone. Change it. o I will.”
Dylan looked at...