Her cuore froze as she recognized the two males coming towards her. Just perfect! I don't want this. Not now; not ever! She turned on her heels and headed quickly in the other direction. She could feel them, their eyes on her, their mouths probably drooling. She shuddered and headed down an alley, knowing they would follow her. And when they rounded the corner, she pointed her pistole at their heads.
“Speak fast. Silver bullets. Now.”
One of them smiled while the other answered.
“We were sent to find you. He is...in need of your presence.”
“Tell him I want no part of it.”
“He suspected as much.”
“But your family won't be used this time,” the other said.
She raised an eyebrow. They smirked and one liked his fingers. She froze for half a secondo at the realization before gunshots sounded. Anger and grief flooded her senses and she looked at them.
“Tell him this. He broke our agreement. For that, I will hunt him till I can kill him.”
She walked off again, leaving them there. Her cuore was beating fast and her head wouldn't clear. She entered a phone booth and dialed a number. She heard the ringing.
“Mommy....daddy.....pick up.”
The phone continued ringing. Her cuore skipped a beat when she got voice mail. She hung up, leaning against the glass helplessly. Her eyes closed tightly. She forced back the tears, a few escaping. You can't cry. You're in the middle of war now. Emotions later. She took a deep breath and walked out. She looked around before hot wiring the nearest motorbike.
She had to get to the south side of Happy Harbor before the sun set. She rode off, mind reeling with options and strategies. She hadn't been trained for war. She had been trained to succeed. And she was going to win if it was her last breath. And it very well could be. The sun was high in the sky da the time she arrived. She shut off the motor and looked around.
“Nice neighborhood. Won't have to worry about police in this dump.”
“What's the matter girl? Lost are we?”
She whipped around to see that two girls had shown up. Her pistole came back out, aimed and ready.
“What is it now? Speak fast.”
“He seeks you.”
“Tell him I'm away.”
“For how long?”
“For good.”
“I warn you. te have upset many.”
“Good. What can he take away that I still have?”
The two were silent, exchanging a glance. The older one turned.
“Expect him tonight.”
She scowled and fired her guns. She slipped them back into place as she entered the building and headed up several flights of stairs. Before she could knock, the door was opened to let her in.
“Quite an entrance there.”
“Silver won't hurt them. Just foca, guarnizione their powers.”
“Still. What do te need?”
“An angel.”
“I believe she's out.”
“Emergency.”
“In that case, she'll be with te soon.”
“Speak fast. Silver bullets. Now.”
One of them smiled while the other answered.
“We were sent to find you. He is...in need of your presence.”
“Tell him I want no part of it.”
“He suspected as much.”
“But your family won't be used this time,” the other said.
She raised an eyebrow. They smirked and one liked his fingers. She froze for half a secondo at the realization before gunshots sounded. Anger and grief flooded her senses and she looked at them.
“Tell him this. He broke our agreement. For that, I will hunt him till I can kill him.”
She walked off again, leaving them there. Her cuore was beating fast and her head wouldn't clear. She entered a phone booth and dialed a number. She heard the ringing.
“Mommy....daddy.....pick up.”
The phone continued ringing. Her cuore skipped a beat when she got voice mail. She hung up, leaning against the glass helplessly. Her eyes closed tightly. She forced back the tears, a few escaping. You can't cry. You're in the middle of war now. Emotions later. She took a deep breath and walked out. She looked around before hot wiring the nearest motorbike.
She had to get to the south side of Happy Harbor before the sun set. She rode off, mind reeling with options and strategies. She hadn't been trained for war. She had been trained to succeed. And she was going to win if it was her last breath. And it very well could be. The sun was high in the sky da the time she arrived. She shut off the motor and looked around.
“Nice neighborhood. Won't have to worry about police in this dump.”
“What's the matter girl? Lost are we?”
She whipped around to see that two girls had shown up. Her pistole came back out, aimed and ready.
“What is it now? Speak fast.”
“He seeks you.”
“Tell him I'm away.”
“For how long?”
“For good.”
“I warn you. te have upset many.”
“Good. What can he take away that I still have?”
The two were silent, exchanging a glance. The older one turned.
“Expect him tonight.”
She scowled and fired her guns. She slipped them back into place as she entered the building and headed up several flights of stairs. Before she could knock, the door was opened to let her in.
“Quite an entrance there.”
“Silver won't hurt them. Just foca, guarnizione their powers.”
“Still. What do te need?”
“An angel.”
“I believe she's out.”
“Emergency.”
“In that case, she'll be with te soon.”
Name: Lara Nightingale
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop superiore, in alto with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop superiore, in alto with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
"Quite impressive." A voice whispered in Revenge's ear.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. te secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A furgone, van screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the furgone, van and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed successivo to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the furgone, van before driving off.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. te secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A furgone, van screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the furgone, van and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed successivo to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the furgone, van before driving off.
Kenzie freaks out when Robin tells her that she's going to go insane if she stays with Brennan for too much longer. She watches the fight begin as Brennan picks her up and tightens his grip on her. Screaming, she accidentally freezes time. She then asks for an explanation from Robin, who tells her Fin's real story and who Kenzie was. Kenzie gets really upset da this and time is unfrozen, but no one actually notices. Chelsea gets the upper hand and attacks everyone.
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control fuoco and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever te want
Appearance: long arancia, arancio hair (now tied up in either a ponytail o pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole