Demon and Angel

He pushed her against the wall.. grabbing her hand.. stopping it from hitting him. Her breath hastened, her cuore pounded, her wounds bled, and her eyes were shut trying so hard to hold back tears.
"What's wrong Blade?" He chuckled.
"You promised it would stop, the pain!" She whimpered with clenched teeth.
"Ha.. I never keep my promises just like you, Blade"
She struggled to kick him but couldn't.
"Johnny.. that was years ago! Why!"
"Revenge!.. Something te deserve."
"Joh..Johnny..." Her breath started fading "Johnny.. don't dwell on the past.. don't kill me.. let me go.. i need to help my...

“Super Boy, Wonder Girl, Robin, Bumble Bee, segnala to the mission room” Nightwing said. I got up from the divano and walked to the mission room, followed da Robin. The two girls met us there.
“I want te four on a stealth mission. te four are Beta Squad. I’ll send another squad in behind te incase te need reinforcements” Nightwing said
“What, exactly, are we doing?” Wonder Girl asked
“Infiltrating a genetics lab in Gotham; one that Pamela Isling used to work at”
“Who?” I asked
“Poison Ivy” Nightwing said. We nodded and ran off to sphere, who flew us to the lab. When...

“So, te got anything to drink?” I asked
“Cooler in the back” she nodded. I walked back and pulled out a Pepsi. I charged it. I walked to the door. I saw Batman and Robin pursuing me.
“Bomb’s away!” I cried, dropping the Pepsi. It exploded mid-air, turning into a giant foamy cloud, covering our escape. Domino took the hint and flew as fast as the chopper went. It jerked forward, sending me stumbling out the door.
“Gambette!” Kurt cried. He teleported under me, but I moved him just before we hit ground. He landed on superiore, in alto of me. Thank God for my prehensile hair. It softened my...

Kurt pulled the gauze out and gingerly wrapped it around my wound. I bit my lip as pain shot through my arm.
"Why did they want you?" Wanda asked
"I was bait. Bait for a certain father that never cared for me" I spat. Laura, Wanda and Laurna all snarled in unison.
"You misunderstand, mon Cheri. I do care for my daughter" Remy said, coming up to us.
"Gambit" I snarled
"Bon soir, mon ami" he grinned. I slapped him across the face.
"You're the reason I'm in this mess in the first place!" I shrieked
“And I am sorry te had to get involved with our family rivalry” he said
“No you’re not. You’re...

I dropped Gambit. I stepped towards them. They all backed up.
“Y-you’re not actually scared of me…are you?” I asked. None of them answered. My eyes widened. I ran off.
“Gambette to Batman. I’m out. If te want me, have fun trying to find me” I said, before throwing my comm. unit on the ground. I ran to the industrial area of New York City and saw a train pulling away. On one box it detto New Orleans. I grinned and hopped in. I pulled my mantello tight around my body. As long as I didn’t use my powers, I would be fine. No one would be able to track me. I dozed off. I woke to the train...

In the blink of an eye, Quick Silver was holding me in a head lock.
“Sorry, kid” he said.
“So am I” I detto before flipping him over my head. I pulled out a communicator.
“Gambette to Scarlet Witch! Pietro is back. He’s here in New York with the Brother Hood. I need some help” I said. Domino quickly loaded her guns.
“Scatter!” I yelled, flipping over behind a corner. Domino shot at me a couple times before moving in. I brought out my bow staff. As she came around the corner, I smacked her up-side the head, knocking her out.
“Sorry, D. If te had joined me, I wouldn’t have...

Here te are, impatient doves!


Aleksander put a hand to the wound on his leg. He felt where the bone protruded and pushed against it. The pain forced him to bite down on his lower lip to stifle a scream. He knew that he would never be able to get to his feet if the gash was unable to heal, much less make it out of the forest. He paused to catch his breath, preparing himself to try again, when he heard a shuffle behind him.
Looking over his shoulder, Aleksander watched another skeleton dog materialize from the shadows. He looked for his rod where it had fallen, just out of his reach, and the creature...

((So here's a drabble I wrote..because I think these two would kill each other if they got the chance.))

"Shut up Blade, I'm obviously più appealing!"
"Excuse me?"
"Face it!"
"Men, and woman, obviously want me più than you."
"No, but te know what I think?"
"Nothing! Because te don't have a brain--so te can't think!!"
"I think, you're jealous."
"Of who? You? Don't make me laugh, Stevenson."
"Yes, I think you're jealous that I have più of a chest than te do."

~

Anya walked into the empty parlor, just wanting some food, but all she discovered was a red faced blonde. Her hands were planted on the table...

All the info I can give te guys without completely spoiling TIB.

Name: Declan Conners

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Relations: older brother- Daemian Weston; younger sister- Aryess Weston; nephew- Riley Conners; parents- deceased

Occupation: vigilante/ assassin

Alliances: free lancer (Ex-League of Shadows)

Physical Descrip: 6' 2", 205 lbs, muscular (benches 250), fair hair -usually bro-hawked-, sky blue eyes.

Personality: cynical, independent, good at keeping his emotions in check, slightly detached, all together soldier-like

Powers: invisibility (to sight, body-heat censors, and aura-censors)

Skills: espionage,...

Honesty had subjected the Hexagons to him; he commanded, they obeyed. Snowflake and the others were not succeeding at getting their comrades back to their original selves. But soon the tavolo started to turn.

Snowflake came close swinging her sword at Honesty, but to her sudden surprise someone grabbed her da the hair and threw her in the bacheca that once chained her comrades. She crashed through the wall, rolling onto the floor of the room behind it. She struggle to her feet as Jaivus stepped in behind her with sapphire glowing eyes and chest.
"Ashley dates this guy?" She asked herself rhetorically....

The sound of an alarm was the only thing that brought the boy to, not the eerie silence of the apartment, o the screeching siren that sounded throughout Gotham's streets. An outstretched arm hit the snooze button before rising, blonde hair hanging over his face. Shane grumbled out and turned the alarm off completely, staring at the blurry clock face. "It's almost noon.." He turned and looked out over the window, dragging himself out of letto to push the curtains open. The male then frowned at the gray skies and rain that left downtown Gotham in an overcast. He turned from the window and walked...

The room was heavy with the sound of a fan rotating, papers gently flipping over. The apartment was nearly bare, save for a cluttered desk, a coffee table, lamp, and old couch. A letto and one near emptied dresser made up the bedroom. Light poured in from the bathroom, the water in the sink trickling slowly into a puddle. On the couch, was a man made of lean, sinewy muscles. His black as midnight hair lay flat on his forehead from a slight perspiration. Facing him, sitting in his crossed lap, was a girl. Her short red hair like fuoco in the bland room. Their lips locked in a tangle of passion...

Hello everyone. I thought it was time for a bit of an update. Since Life has been busy, I've had less time to write. So sadly, I have to put all stories on hold. Along with that, I have decided to create a new generation of oc's so to speak. So this is a lista of the First Generation Ocs (again not the Outsiders) and where they have moved on to/what they do in light of the new generation. I'll still write about them, but I thought it was time for a new start. I'll introduce the first few members of the New Generation soon. But until then, feel free to speak your mind.


First Generation:

Shade-Rebecca...

Ashton had just walked back outside he looked around to see if Matrix o any of his demons were out."The coast is clear everybody te can all come out!"he yelled and all the others came running out."Alright let's find the others, and this time we'll all stick together." Jaime suggested and they all started searching."Do te think they're all okay?"Khanna worried,"I'm sure their fine Amore besides they have Jake with them.He always protects everyone."Ashton smiled,"You really Amore him don't you?"Khanna asked.Ashton turned his head facing her and detto "More than anything, and te really Amore all...

Fang opened his eyes to a pair of black combat boots, 
"Wake up Fang." Seraphs picked Fang up da his camicia and sat on him on the edge of the boat. Fang looked at him sleepily and glanced down and the ropes around his wrist and ankles. 
"What did te do?" 
"Nothing. Yet." Seraphs smirked and shoved Fang off the side. 



Scott sat at his piano, presses random keys, seeing which ones rang into a series of melodic tunes. 
"Nope" Scott leafed through some sheet music. "Hm....whats this?" He smiled and looked at Mel out of the corner of his eye, he sat down and let his fingers glide across the keys. ...

Was up in the middle of the night. I needed to get the reasons I hate the color red. NO OFFENCE TO THE RED LIKERS!



Red.

The color of blood. The color of fire. The color of hatred. The color of pain.

Her preferito color was red. Untill the night....


She came home from school like any other day. She had gotten good grades. She was happy. Her hair was the scarlet color. She had loved it. When she got up to her front door.......something....wasnt right.... Her mother usually waited da the door to await her. This time....they didnt rush to the door. It seemed odd to her at first. But she entered. She...

SilverWings swam back up towards the surface, towards the light of the sun. Before she reached it though, a hand grasped her ankle and pulled her back down.
Silver kicked out, and the hand let go. In a moment, another grip settled on her hips, this one lighter and più gentle. Silver whirled around, only to have soft lips meet her own. The hands on her waist moved up her back and pulled her closer.
South pulled back a moment later. A stream of bubbles escaped his lips as he met Silver's startled eyes.
South released his grip and kicked himself upwards to the air above. He was still laughing when...

So, as I've been gone, I've grown. My characters have grown with me. So, I'm going to give te an update! He's changed quite a bit.. whoops.

Character’s Name, Nicknames, and Aliases
Ciel E. Norrian, often called "Chopsticks" da Damian (brother). He has no known aliases.

Age, Sex, Ethnicity
17 years of age, caucasian, male

Hair colour, Eye colour, Height, Weight
Hair will change colour depending on mood, with pure white being the best mood and near black being the worst. His eyes are wisteria, and his left iris broken. He stands at 6'4, 147lbs.

Scars, Birthmarks, Tattoos, Piercings and other Defining...