The next...few are kinda....they made me cry Scrivere them. A heads up.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned te before,” he detto in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now te will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, mostrare off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did più damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every sposta he had. His sadness had long fa turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One più blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where te came from! And warn your kind, demon. successivo time te enter my domain, I will mostra te the same mercy te showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned te before,” he detto in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now te will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, mostrare off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did più damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every sposta he had. His sadness had long fa turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One più blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where te came from! And warn your kind, demon. successivo time te enter my domain, I will mostra te the same mercy te showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
The Face.
Everyday I wake up
and put on a face
that hides all of the tears, fears, thoughts, and feelings
that I deal with everyday.
Not many people even know the real me.
They know me as the happy, always smiling self.
They don't see the crying, upset, depressed me.
My Friends have no clue how hard it is to appear so happy,
when, on the inside,
I'm ready to scream o cry.
It's hard.
Only one person, including me, knows my real self.
If anyone else saw it,
they wouldn't be able to take it.
They don't know what it's like to live a lie
everytime I wake up.
Sick. Twisted. Not One Of You.
Everyday I wake up
and put on a face
that hides all of the tears, fears, thoughts, and feelings
that I deal with everyday.
Not many people even know the real me.
They know me as the happy, always smiling self.
They don't see the crying, upset, depressed me.
My Friends have no clue how hard it is to appear so happy,
when, on the inside,
I'm ready to scream o cry.
It's hard.
Only one person, including me, knows my real self.
If anyone else saw it,
they wouldn't be able to take it.
They don't know what it's like to live a lie
everytime I wake up.
Sick. Twisted. Not One Of You.
Endgame
Civvies
Alias: Rush
Status: Ally
Relationship to team: Wolf's brother
Powers: Shift into human and lupo form. Hand to hand combat, superspeed in lupo form, faster than an average human in human form but not superspeed. Stronger than an average lupo and human.
Bio:
After lupo left with YJ, he left behind a twin brother, Who was captured da the gorilla Mallah. Mallah hooked him up to a machine that would read his thoughts. While being hooked to that, a power surge occurred, and the lupo used this time to escape. But due to the power surge, Rush got the ability to switch from lupo form to a human body. And gained super speed in his lupo form. As a human he learned English, and hand to hand combat. He traveled until he finally reunited with lupo at YJ.
Wolf Form
Name: Johnny (classified)
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
