Well te guys wanted più Terror and were also suggesting couples. So here's a look at Terror's tender side. Don't get too excited. It won't come out often.
He felt it like a sudden bullet. Fear. It hit him fast and it hit him hard. He placed his hands to his head, willing the sudden pain to go away. Most often he would take the fear away without needing to find the host of it. But he chose to look and was glad when he did. He walked among the shadow world, picking a rose as he went. He twirled the fiore in his hand, ignoring the thorns that penetrated his skin. He stepped through one shadow and exited into her room. She was sitting on the floor, crying. The room had been littered with weapons and various shards of glass. All because of her fear.
“You're nothing like him.”
She looked up and wiped at her tears.
“Terror. What are te doing here?”
He smiled and sat beside her, not caring about glass o knifes.
“Even your fear can't hide from me. I've fought demons of highest rank and still know their fear. Your fear can't hide from me.”
“I just-”
“I know the fear face. But te are nothing like him. He doesn't control te anymore. You've won, Blade.”
“But what if he's in me still?”
“He isn't.”
“How do te know?”
“Because I'd see the fear of it, trying to remain alive, trying to take over and consume you. Even he has fear, Blade. But only monsters can see it.”
“Why do te keep calling yourself that?! Terror te are no monster!”
“You're wrong. Because I feel it every day. Desperately clawing it's way to freedom.”
“I've seen your so called monster. It's not as bad as te think.”
Terror let out a strangled laugh and Blade raised her eyebrows.
“You've only seen my first monster, love. Let's hope te never see the real thing.”
“And how bad is THIS monster? And how many do te have?”
“Three forms. Each più dangerous than the first. My third monster form...let's just say, te don't ever want me that angry.”
“Terror...”
He twirled the rose in his hand and flicked it into her open hand. Her face softened when she saw it.
“Where do te get these?”
He smiled and pulled her onto his lap.
“The only place I go. Even little weapons need surprises.”
Blade smiled, a light blush covering her cheeks. Terror kissed her temple.
“I Amore you, my little weapon.”
She looked at him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“I Amore te too, my monster.”
Yay. All over. If this was...eh Idk inappropriate o not okay for anyone, let me know. For future reference. Also, te think I was accurate on Blade????
He felt it like a sudden bullet. Fear. It hit him fast and it hit him hard. He placed his hands to his head, willing the sudden pain to go away. Most often he would take the fear away without needing to find the host of it. But he chose to look and was glad when he did. He walked among the shadow world, picking a rose as he went. He twirled the fiore in his hand, ignoring the thorns that penetrated his skin. He stepped through one shadow and exited into her room. She was sitting on the floor, crying. The room had been littered with weapons and various shards of glass. All because of her fear.
“You're nothing like him.”
She looked up and wiped at her tears.
“Terror. What are te doing here?”
He smiled and sat beside her, not caring about glass o knifes.
“Even your fear can't hide from me. I've fought demons of highest rank and still know their fear. Your fear can't hide from me.”
“I just-”
“I know the fear face. But te are nothing like him. He doesn't control te anymore. You've won, Blade.”
“But what if he's in me still?”
“He isn't.”
“How do te know?”
“Because I'd see the fear of it, trying to remain alive, trying to take over and consume you. Even he has fear, Blade. But only monsters can see it.”
“Why do te keep calling yourself that?! Terror te are no monster!”
“You're wrong. Because I feel it every day. Desperately clawing it's way to freedom.”
“I've seen your so called monster. It's not as bad as te think.”
Terror let out a strangled laugh and Blade raised her eyebrows.
“You've only seen my first monster, love. Let's hope te never see the real thing.”
“And how bad is THIS monster? And how many do te have?”
“Three forms. Each più dangerous than the first. My third monster form...let's just say, te don't ever want me that angry.”
“Terror...”
He twirled the rose in his hand and flicked it into her open hand. Her face softened when she saw it.
“Where do te get these?”
He smiled and pulled her onto his lap.
“The only place I go. Even little weapons need surprises.”
Blade smiled, a light blush covering her cheeks. Terror kissed her temple.
“I Amore you, my little weapon.”
She looked at him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“I Amore te too, my monster.”
Yay. All over. If this was...eh Idk inappropriate o not okay for anyone, let me know. For future reference. Also, te think I was accurate on Blade????
Name: Jessie Bennett
Likes: Gardening
Best Friend: Joan (Alix Penn)
Loves: Animals
Dislikes: Poaching/Hunting
Worst Habit: Sleeping at her desk
Personal Secret: Is used to hurting herself for the need of others
preferito Food: Anything Meat-Free (Vegetarian)
preferito Color: Turquoise o Jade
Code Name: None
Mentor/Inspiration: Poison Ivy
Relations: None
Base of Operations: JLA Headquarters
Personal Home: Garden of Eden
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. o I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did te do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started Scrivere his Friends name on the wall. They begged te not to go into this. te knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged te gods sake. I don't get why te did it...but I guess te made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, te felt it was your place, to take that spot. But te brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only te could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put te through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did te do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started Scrivere his Friends name on the wall. They begged te not to go into this. te knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged te gods sake. I don't get why te did it...but I guess te made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, te felt it was your place, to take that spot. But te brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only te could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put te through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
Excerpt-
"Is this cool o what?!" the teen exclaimed più than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can te not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell te again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet te Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool o what?!" the teen exclaimed più than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can te not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell te again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet te Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.