Jackson...
"Thank te mommy!" Mel squealed in delight.
"This will chase the monsters away." Devin kissed the child's head. Mel giggled, planting a baciare on her mother's cheek.
"Goodnight dear." Devin wrapped her arms around the small child, kneeling down. Mel wrapped her arms around her mother, giggling.
"His name is Jackson. Give him a baciare too, Mommy!"
"Alright dear, I'll give Jackson a kiss, then straight to letto with you." The small child nodded eagerly, and the Angel kissed the doll. Mel giggled, sneaking another baciare onto the Angel's cheek, and ran up to her room. Devin only smiled, shaking her head.
Mel sat on the bed, looking at her new friend.
"So, you'll chase the monsters away when I'm sleeping, okay?" Mel sat the stuffed animal on the foot of the bed.
"Okay..." A voice erupted from the doll, eerie, and quiet.
"Mommy didn't tell me te talked." Mel looked at the doll.
"Your mother doesn't know that I can talk." The eyes seemed to blink. "You must keep it a secret..." The s'es were drawn out.
"But Mommy detto I couldn't keep secrets from her, o she'll whip me."
"She doesn't have to know about this..."
"O-Okay." The young girl didn't know to believe the doll, o her mother.
"Now go to sleep."
"Okay. Goodnight Jackson." She gave the doll a baciare on the head, and his wicked grin seemed to grow.
The young girl frantically looked around the never ending wasteland.
"Mommy?!" She cried out, tears streaming down her face.
"Daddy!?"
No reply, only echo.
"Jaime?!"
Nothing changed.
"Lexi!?"
Still, nothing.
"Jon!?"
più tears streamed down her face.
"You have me." The same eerie voice came from behind her. She whipped around, to young boy. Black hair, with red tips. Pale, almost grey skin. A long coat, no face, and a book. Mel stumbled back, before she could run, an outreached hand took her own. The boy crouched down, faceless, yet looking at her.
"I will protect you." He whispered, stroking her hand. The young boy had no face, but as he waved a hand where his mouth would be, and a piece of fabric shaped as a grin appeared. Scraps of fabric made up his skin, mix-matched. Button eyes appeared, just as Mel realized it was Jackson, in human form. She wrapped her arms around the boy, crying.
"Where is Mommy..." Mel sobbed. He only stroked his hair with his doll-like club of a hand.
"Can I have a piece of your skin?" The eerie voice whispered.
"W-Why?"
"To help me kill the bad things."
"O-Okay, Jackson."
Her eyes glowed red, and skin started to peel from her arm. She winced, whimpering slightly. When it finally came off, she held it out to the doll. The grin on the doll's face only grew wider, and Mel giggled to herself as she remembered he only moved at night. She slipped the patch of skin under the bed, and wrapped her arm. She giggled, and held the doll tightly in her arms.
"Do te think she's okay up there?" Devin looked at Fang.
"Yeah, she's a girl, te know how they are."
"She's my little girl." Devin bit her lip. "Let's go check on her." Fang looked up from his magazine.
"Fine with me." He set the magazine down, getting up from the couch.
Devin took his hand, and dragged him up the stairs practically at the speed of light.
"See, Mel, if te don't do what I say, I wont keep the bad things away. I'll let them get to your siblings, and parents."
"Okay Jackson."
"How much do te Amore me, Mel?"
"More than anything."
"How much do te Amore me, Mel?"
"More than anything."
"How much do te Amore me, Mel?"
"More than anything."
"Mel, sweetie?" Devin rattled the doorknob.
"Yes, Mommy?" Mel hopped off the bed.
"Open the door, sweetie."
Mel unlocked the door, hopping back onto the bed. Devin glanced at the wrappings on Mel's arm, while Fang shivered at the sight of the doll. Fang slowly moved behind Devin as he thought he saw the doll's grin... widen.
"Yes, Mommy?"
"What happened to your arm, sweetie?"
"Jackson wanted my skin."
Devin unwrapped the bandages, looking at the wound.
"He, wanted your skin?" Fang looked at Mel.
"Mel, sweetie. Don't do that, okay? Promise Mommy."
"I promise, mommy. I'm sorry."
The Angel's eyes glowed, and she placed her hands over the wound. Healing the wound, Devin had an eerie feeling grow from her stomach. Fang picked up the doll, raising his eyebrow.
"GYAH!" Fang dropped the doll as it blinked.
"Daddy!" Mel slipped from Devin's grasp, catching the doll. Her arm was healed, and the wrappings lay on the floor.
"What happened?" Devin took Fang's hand.
"That thing blinked."
"Well of course he did. And he isn't a thing. His name is Jackson."
"Sure." Fang studied the doll. Mel climbed back onto the bed.
"I'm tired." Mel stretched, then reached for her mother.
"Mommy, can I have a hug?"
The Angel wrapped her arms around the small girl, causing giggles to erupt from her. Mel smiled, pressing herself closer to her mother. Devin began walking, floorboards creaking, Fang following silently behind.
"Goodnight Mommy." Mel glanced at the clock that stood on the nightstand.
"Good morning Mommy." Mel snuggled into the sheets. She was più nocturnal as a child, and still not knowing what powers she had, her parents allowed it.
"Goodnight Mel." She earned a baciare on the head from her mother, father, and Jackson in his human form. Mel gripped her mother's camicia before she could leave.
"Mommy, te don't have to leave the door open. I'm not scared of the bad things anymore." Devin smiled, and kissed her child on the head once more.
"That doll creeps me out." Fang flipped through his magazine.
*Wide-eyed, painfully big, comical grin*
Civvies :3
Alias: Fang
Occupation: Hero
Age: 16
Relationship: Married to Devin..WHEE!
Powers: Flight (wings) if he stays still and doesn't make sudden movements he can blend into his surroundings, super strength (not Superman strength but its above average mans strength), super senses (RAPTOR VISION FTW!)
Past: Created as an experiment in a place called “School” Fang grew up dark, and drawn back, escaping from pure hell at the age of 10, the flock traveled the world, determined to end all experiments. At age 12, Fang diviso, spalato from the group and went off on his own, (personal reasons...only Devin knows) Fang adapted the life of crime and murder until he was 13, then was found da Batman and brought onto the team.
Other: -hates needles and electricity.
-has a younger sister.
-keeps most things to himself
-Let's see 6 children total. 4 Biological, 2 adopted. *hint hint: DEVIN! :P*
Hero
A picture. Just for Devin~
"Go."
'Stume.
Civvies!
Alias: Valac
Relationship: *giggle* Ciel Norrian (Harmonian)
Powers: -Flight (wings), telepathic, ability to learn new languages instantly
Skills: Sword fighting, acrobatics, hacking…..ya know, the usual.
Past: Jaime, so far….hasn’t been captured da the school when he was born. Why? Because he was born with wings. At the age of 7, Jaime was captured and they took his wings. He despises the school and tries to burn it down every chance he gets. While, trying to burn it down, Jaime was knocked unconscious and regained his wings.
Other: –Called princess because he’s lazy and won’t train.
-Keeps throwing cards, knives, etc. in his cappotto sleeves.
-Looks like Devin, acts somewhat like Fang.
-Picks on Lexi and Mel the most.
-Age is 16, Jaime stays in the 5 anno timeline. Normally he would be 11. So, he's in the YJ Invasion crew...Just, yeah. It's confusing.
Hero
Ciel and Jaime :3
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. te going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, baciare its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like te Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. te going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, baciare its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like te Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
