Blade, Mercy, Eclipse and Becca vs. Aero

Czarina, still on four legs, sped ahead of the others. She reached the edge of the zone of destruction and halted in her tracks. 
A semi-concious Scotch had her arms loosely around Richi’s neck, who stood in the center of the ruins. Everything surrounding them was blown back, demolished, as if there had been a vicious tornado, and the two teens had been in the eye of it.

“Remind me not to piss Scotch off,” Blaze muttered, who had reached the lupo along with the others. 

“Richi! Scotch!” Val raced inoltrare, avanti to her friends. As she neared, she was able to better see the red beginning...

DragonAnimations, the owner of the Red Revenge character and series, announced today that the series would be reaching it's finale in the series' sixth book: The Legend Falls.
Red Revenge, who has only been around for a single year, has published a total seven and a half libri (after the full release of What Matters?), completed a four-episode stand-alone season of Becca vs Revenge* (the series was voted to cancella da readers) and several one-shots (some involving characters belonging to different owners).

In July of 2012, Dragon Animations issued a re-boot of the Red Revenge series due to the...

Scarlet watched as the three villains circled her, waiting for one to make their move. They had captured her and brought her to a dark building. Masquerade took a step inoltrare, avanti and Scarlet lit her hands on fire, suddenly feeling dizzy. Masquerade smirked knowing that and his two partners had finally worn out the firecaster. Kitsune took advantage of her weakness and grabbed her hands pinning them behind her back. Masquerade slowly aproached placing his hand on Scarlet's forehead while chanting a strange spell.

"Welcome to the world of illusions Ember"

She sank down to her knees, her eyes were...

~{A/N}~ Ciel's POV. *Bows* Enjoy. ~{A/N}~



I am the shadow, and the smoke in your eyes,
I am the ghost, that hides in the night

I watched from the shadows, the young girl sitting in the window still. The long window was open, letting in a cold breeze, and snow. Her eyes narrowed at the distance, scars obvious in this light.
"What do te want." She spoke.
"Why are te down here?"

Boom-Lay Boom-Lay BOOM!
Boom-Lay Boom-Lay BOOM!
Boom-Lay Boom-Lay BOOM!
Boom-Lay Boom-Lay BOOM!

I shook my head, laying the picture face-down on the desk. The memory would hurt me più than I already was, and I wasn't ready for...

Are te ready for epic culo kicking? ARE YOU??

Adrenaline pumping, Zephyr rushed inoltrare, avanti to meet one of the attackers, katana in hand. His dark eyes gleamed with a terrifying fierceness as he focused all his power on the enemy.
SilverWings allowed instinct to take over as she fended of a foe with her one good arm, Thirteen defending his partner from behind.
Blaze, hands aflame, pounded the closest thug, leaving just as many bruises as burns.
Richi had his black one-handed sword drawn and slashing at the thugs. Many tried to stay out of his reach, but a select few were unfortunate enough to receive...

((Rene has some domande that she would like te all to answer...))

YES!! PLEASE!! I MUST KNOW THE risposte TO MY QUESTIONS!!!

((Calm down girl...))

NO!!! NOW ONTO THE domande DAMMIT!!!

((Fine...))
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1)    If te had to choose between riding on a arcobaleno o delivering rainbows, and why?

2)    When is someone going to go elefante riding with me?

3)    Would te rather live in a giant pumpkin, o eat a giant pumpkin?...

*Shrugs* Something to read.

Ciel sat in the small cave, Leggere the small words engraved in the wall.

Amongst the flesh of the sacred gem, più scars and wounds she ever needed... She wore them with pride, claiming the blood on her enemies hands.
Swords she holds cut her deeply, but have also healed her wounds, gliding through the air, wounding everything that would lay a claw on her.
A courageous young soul, her mind corrupted at a young age.
Ebony hair grew long, vines entangling with one likes spirits, whispering to each other.
Emerald eyes that could unlock your secrets through any barrier...

He paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, knowing that Tara was in the hands of a relentless murderer. He racked his brain for any kind of solution, any plan. But he didn't even know where she had been taken.
He had to figure that out first. Alek moved to his desk, scanning every piece of weaponry and equipment. His eyes fell on a small box. It could fit in his palm, round with a latched top. It was only about two inches tall, an inch deep. It wasn't very heavy despite the authentic silver rim and latches.
The box itself was a navy blue velvet. It looked like it...

Name: Tristan Mistry

Alias: Rider

Age: 16

Powers: He has the ability to control a huge spirit dog which he rides as a mount (hence his alias)

Appearance: Long blonde hair, turquoise eyes, 5'10", deformed arm, well built, pale skin

Past: Tristan lived with his parents until he was twelve, and his parents abandoned him near the outskirts of town. He was taken in da a strange man named Eli, who he lived with until Eli forced him to face a giant spirit dog. During his battle between the spirit dog Tristan's left arm was severely injured, the spirit saw that Tristan was not his enemy after Tristan passed...

Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Levitation, magnetic fields, explosive energy, “wings” that can repel radiation
Weaknesses: If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons that aren't magnetic. She can only levitate herself and only for short periods of time.
History: Reyna's mother is a poacher, her dad is a scientist. She grew up in New York. Reyna was teased because of her mother's work and her dad's money. Reyna had a lonely childhood. And a hard one. Her father was mentally insane. Since her...

Of course, this is about Shane. So anything in 1st P.O.V. Is Shane, unless I say so differently.

I have some really bad secrets to share with someone, so it might as well be you-a stranger, a dear reader. But why am I telling te this? Because te cannot hurt me. So here goes nothing, o maybe everything? I can't really tell a difference anymore. 

     The night of my parents death was cold, snowy and a long one. I can remember hearing my older brother, Peter, screaming, as our parents were taken down in black slick body bags. 
"Our parents were vile! But they didn't deserve to be taken...

Name: Amara Thompson 

Age: 6

Appearance: long straight black hair with grey eyes and fair tan skin.

Powers/Skills: she has the ability to feel others pain and hurt feelings, usually stronger with the ones she loves. ( will not have powers when born)

Relations: biological parents are Bentley and Aryess, niece to Rene, granddaughter to Declan. secondo cousin to Jet.

Personality: very bubbly and cute to be around, she's a sweetheart and usually always giggles o smiles unlike Bentley.

Civvies: a black o grey gonna with leggings and a long sleeved superiore, in alto with little brown boots.

Past: DNA was collected...

CAUTION: READ AT OWN RISK.

She spins and she sways to whatever song plays,
Without a care in the world.

Mel pranced around the room with a smile on her face, the six-year- olds eyes were lit up with happiness. She giggled and Fang looked up from where he was, he smiled and went back to writing. 

And I'm sitting here wearing the weight of the world on my shoulders.
It's been a long giorno and there's still work to do,
She's pulling at me saying "Dad I need you!

Mel skipped over and leaned over her fathers shoulders. 
"Whatcha doin' Daddy?" Mel rested her chin on his shoulder. 
"Trying to figure some...

“It's not a big deal! You're being so demanding!”
“You promised me te would be home before hand!”
“I got caught up!”
“You should have called us!”
“You're not my parents!”
“But te are in this family! te need to listen when we tell te things!”
“Why do te care?! You're NOT my mom and te never will be!”
“Room! Now!” Fang interrupted.
Irra shot him a glare but marched off, mumbling about angeli and mischief. She slammed the door to her room closed and sat in the superiore, in alto corner of her bed.
“Stupid foster parents!”
She took the hat off her head and ran a hand through her...

Yeah, my new obsession is the band Red, specifically the song Let it Burn. So I'm Scrivere a (depressing) songfic on it. Like my link, this one is just a general couple song-fic (so no names) that is also depressing and might possibly make te cry. It made me cry, at least. Pretty dark, just like the other one..
Yeah, song is link da Red.

I watch this city burn
These dreams like ashes float away
Your voice I never heard
Only silence...

She struggled to her feet, only to find herself collapsing to the ground once more, toppled da the crippling smoke surrounding her. The overpowering smell of smoldering...

link
link

The stars were visible through the skylight above the hammock. There was rarely any rain in the South American city, and while the weather was warm, it was comforting and made one drowsy, bringing sleep easier. The maps of constellations twinkled as she watched, a dazzling light show. In Gotham, the stars hadn’t been able to shine past the bright city lights, and those lights became her stars. Almost as if they were tyrants, stealing the roles of the natural illuminators of the night skies.
    Aryess unconsciously fingered the Angel charm around her neck and shifted...

BET te THOUGHT I FORGOT!


The system announced him. She froze, still in debate. She could feel her cuore beating in her chest. She hadn't expected him back so soon. She grabbed her bag and headed out of the room. She set the bag down when she saw him. He looked at her and she could feel her cuore breaking again. She ran over and kissed him. He kissed her back, pulling her closer. After a few minuti of continuous kissing, they pulled away. He looked into her eyes and moved the hair out of her face.
“Don't go,” he whispered.
“I have to,” she whispered back.
“Becca told us what happened...