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: McKenzie Styles
Alias: Nudge
Occupation: Villain
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Powers: Flight (wings), telekinesis, ability to inflict a mental illusion of burning pain, expert hacker, experct gunsman, Posses some magic, superspeed, superstrength, perfect vision, and great hearing
Past: Created as a experiment just like Fang, Nudge escaped at the age of 9 along with Max, Izzy, The Gasman, Angel, and Kylie. She traveled wherever Fang went, except when it came to dealing with Seraphs. Nudge was a hero, until her powers spiraled and went out of control. Turning her eyes completely red.
Notes: -Nudge has a 10 anno old brother named Keaton
-Nudge has long hair in civvies and short hair in villain
-She is part vampire
-Nudge now has black bat wings.
Another OC Poem
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
Cold as steel...
Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...
colori of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....
She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...
When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....
Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....
Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....
A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...
Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....
But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.
Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!
Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...
colori of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....
She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...
When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....
Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....
Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....
A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...
Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....
But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.
Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!