The loud sound of metal scratching together woke her from sleep. They had found a place between some rocks and just under an alcove so low they had to crawl out. She had been too tired from the giorno before and now something was happening. She mentally cursed herself before slipping out.
Terror was holding off some kind of psychic blow and the sword he had used lay broken in three pieces. Damn. I miss everything! She stretched before pulling out her own attack. Terror ducked down and rolled over to her before standing again.
“Two attackers. One has strong magic potential. The other has a bit of fear on her side.”
“Great. I'll take magic boy.”
“Duh.”
The two bumped fists before the successivo attack, not entirely sure why they did. Becca murmured a spell and her body shimmered. Her outfit changed to a navy blue chimono, kimono with white flowers. The sides were diviso, spalato from the hip, perfect for fighting. She looked at her opponent.
His hair was black, eyes purely gold. He had a black camicia that exposed his chest; it was tucked into black trousers and he wore black boots like her own. Her eyes narrowed.
“Knew te weren't dead.”
He gave a small smirk and lifted the cappuccio over his head.
“C'mon baby bird. Let's see those skills te claim to have.”
He skidded backwards under her attack, looking at the scratches forming on his arms. Don't let her get in another blow. o it'll be unleashed for sure. He looked up in time to dodge another attack. He stretched his arm out, enveloping her in his demonic grasp. He slammed her down and was thrown backwards da another blow. He got to his knees and watched her appear through the dust.
Her long silver hair was tied in a pony tail, her black uniform short and form-fitting. Her eyes were blue and held something like sorrowful resignation. The sword at her side had been put away and her skin was oddly white. He looked up at her then down at the ground. She now knelt in front of him.
“I'm sorry.”
“You've been here the whole time.”
She nodded gently and he didn't need to see it to know. His muscles tensed under her touch.
“It's not what te think, *An. “
“No. It's not.”
“I had no choice.”
“You died Lu.”
“Not exactly but...I can't tell te any more.”
“So you've been sent to terminate us.”
“No. Stall.”
He didn't reply, but she knew what was going through his head.
“You can't understand it. We have no choice. And...”
“Hush. I've missed te to.”
She fell into his arms and her tears fell once she felt his arms around her again. She pecked his lips like she'd always done. When they did pull away, he nodded firmly to her.
“Do what te came to do.”
Her eyes filled with regret once più before her fear-poisoned nails dug into his skin. When she saw the fuoco light in his eyes she pulled away as the real monster took form.
*An is pronounced like Ahn not as in an apple. :)
Terror was holding off some kind of psychic blow and the sword he had used lay broken in three pieces. Damn. I miss everything! She stretched before pulling out her own attack. Terror ducked down and rolled over to her before standing again.
“Two attackers. One has strong magic potential. The other has a bit of fear on her side.”
“Great. I'll take magic boy.”
“Duh.”
The two bumped fists before the successivo attack, not entirely sure why they did. Becca murmured a spell and her body shimmered. Her outfit changed to a navy blue chimono, kimono with white flowers. The sides were diviso, spalato from the hip, perfect for fighting. She looked at her opponent.
His hair was black, eyes purely gold. He had a black camicia that exposed his chest; it was tucked into black trousers and he wore black boots like her own. Her eyes narrowed.
“Knew te weren't dead.”
He gave a small smirk and lifted the cappuccio over his head.
“C'mon baby bird. Let's see those skills te claim to have.”
He skidded backwards under her attack, looking at the scratches forming on his arms. Don't let her get in another blow. o it'll be unleashed for sure. He looked up in time to dodge another attack. He stretched his arm out, enveloping her in his demonic grasp. He slammed her down and was thrown backwards da another blow. He got to his knees and watched her appear through the dust.
Her long silver hair was tied in a pony tail, her black uniform short and form-fitting. Her eyes were blue and held something like sorrowful resignation. The sword at her side had been put away and her skin was oddly white. He looked up at her then down at the ground. She now knelt in front of him.
“I'm sorry.”
“You've been here the whole time.”
She nodded gently and he didn't need to see it to know. His muscles tensed under her touch.
“It's not what te think, *An. “
“No. It's not.”
“I had no choice.”
“You died Lu.”
“Not exactly but...I can't tell te any more.”
“So you've been sent to terminate us.”
“No. Stall.”
He didn't reply, but she knew what was going through his head.
“You can't understand it. We have no choice. And...”
“Hush. I've missed te to.”
She fell into his arms and her tears fell once she felt his arms around her again. She pecked his lips like she'd always done. When they did pull away, he nodded firmly to her.
“Do what te came to do.”
Her eyes filled with regret once più before her fear-poisoned nails dug into his skin. When she saw the fuoco light in his eyes she pulled away as the real monster took form.
*An is pronounced like Ahn not as in an apple. :)
Name: Shade
Occupation: Hero
Secret ID: Gwen Thermopiles
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair, oro eyes, tall and willowy.
Powers: Can make her self invisible and can make very strong force fields.
Hero costume: Black and silver unitard, silver utility belt, black gloves that can hold a holographic computer, and black boots.
Civvies: Blue shirt, purple jacket, quarter pant blue jeans and Nike pallacanestro, basket shoes.
Personality: Bold, Strong and can sometimes be a bit shifty.
Past: Past is unknown.
Occupation: Hero
Secret ID: Gwen Thermopiles
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair, oro eyes, tall and willowy.
Powers: Can make her self invisible and can make very strong force fields.
Hero costume: Black and silver unitard, silver utility belt, black gloves that can hold a holographic computer, and black boots.
Civvies: Blue shirt, purple jacket, quarter pant blue jeans and Nike pallacanestro, basket shoes.
Personality: Bold, Strong and can sometimes be a bit shifty.
Past: Past is unknown.
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.
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