Don't worry, this isn't a whole new series.. I kinda got carried away, so itâs probably gonna be at least 3 parts (would that be a three-shot ou a series?? lol). BTWs this takes place when Aislingâs 8 so thatâd be.......eh, toi do the math.
His eyes widened as he stepped into the alley, wrinkling his nose at the stench that wafted toward him in thick clouds. He had to walk on his tiptoes to avoid the piles of filth and unidentifiable substances, and he grimaced at the squelching noises his combat boots made on the ground. Pinching his nose shut, he scanned the alley, praying that no one would be there. If it was empty, he could leave. He could return to the base; yes, Katana would be angry, but it would be better than this. As he was about to leave, he spotted something. Two unblinking turquoise eyes, large and round, staring him down. Upon looking closer, he made out a face, stringy mud-streaked hair, a tiny, emaciated body. It was a girl, so dirty that she practically blended into the mur behind her. He knew it was his mission to get her, but his body didnât want to comply, and he was already turning around and leaving. But it was too late, she had spotted him, and as he was about to step back into the normal world, relishing the fresh air, she let out a faint cry. Something in him made him turn around; he certainly didnât want to, but it was his last spark of humanity, one that heâd so carefully hidden away when he was around Katana and the others. The girl had dragged herself vers l'avant, vers lâavant and was sitting inches from his feet, the stench of filth, blood, and sweat wafting upwards, making him cough.
âYouâve come for me.â Her voice was surprisingly strong, for such a broken appearance. High-pitched, but it had Lost almost all traces of youth in it, even though she couldnât have been any older than eight. He couldnât help but nod.
âWhat are toi doing with me?â
He didnât know how to respond to that. In fact, he wasnât even sure what he was supposed to do with this child, what Katanaâs plans were. So he didnât say anything.
âYouâre not gonna k-kill me, right?â
The man was speechless. It was as if this child sensed what he was, who he worked for. But it couldnât be. Instinctively, he looked down, but he wasnât wearing his armor, there wasnât even a trace on his clothing that he worked for Kaos. Maybe she was just suspicious par nature, he reasoned. Years of living on the streets--because it was apparent she had been living here for most, if not all, of her life--probably just hardened her, made her wary.
âI hope not.â
She smiled, her blue-green eyes lighting up for the first time. âSo youâll give me a home?â
Something in the girl struck him. He couldnât say no. She beamed, and without thinking, he hoisted her up into his arms. She was getting filth all over his suit, but he didnât notice. His excuse for holding her was that she was probably too weak to walk the distance, as he couldnât teleport. That would reveal his identity, and he didnât want to do that just yet. As he walked, she shifted herself in his grasp. She was extremely light, her skin hanging loose off her bones, empty, hollow. But her gaze captivated him.
âWhatâs your name?â she finally asked.
âAxx--Bryson,â he replied, remembering just in time to give his civilian name. âBryson Carter.â
She smiled, and laughed quietly. âThen Iâd be...Aisling Carter. I like it.â
~~~***~~~***~~~
Luckily, Axxis hadnât picked her up too far from the base in Tampa, only about an hourâs walk. If sheâd been any farther, Gotham, for instance, thatâd be a problem. He had the route memorized, so when he sensed they were getting close, he stopped and opened his rather large briefcase. âCan toi fit in here?â
She nodded and climbed in slowly, hesitantly. âWhy?â
âI canât let anyone see you,â he lied. âNot till we get inside.â
He could see a million questions etched on her face, but luckily, she didnât protest. It was a tight squeeze, but she was small, and he closed it carefully, leaving a small crack for air. Then he slipped the strap over his shoulder, buckling slightly under the weight, and continued on his way.
Aisling was curled up in the darkness, trembling. She wondered where this man, Bryson, was taking her, and why it took so long. But he seemed kind, if a little rough around the edges. She had gradually learned not to readily trust people, but there was something about him that seemed right. If any rate, she was saving her from the life sheâd been living. That made her smile. Her years of hardship, of poverty and filth, were over. It was all over.
Later that night, she lay on her new bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was a tiny cot, plus of a shelf, really, and the surface was hard, but she didnât mind. She shivered slightly under the thin, ragged blanket. He hadnât allowed her out of the mallette, porte-documents until they were well inside the house, and she had looked around in wonder at the dingy concrete walls, the dim light, and the tiny, cramped rooms. She wondered what he was hiding her from; not a single other human was in sight. Heâd taken her into the tiny bathroom, scrubbed her down---heâd had to cut off several inches of her hair just to get it out of the ponytail, and now it fell in soft waves just below her ears--and put her to bed. He hadnât donnĂ© her anything to eat, but she didnât ask. Ever since theyâd gone inside, he was different, uneasy, on edge, slightly snappy.
Happiness bubbled inside her, when she remembered what sheâd realized in the briefcase. Her last thought before drifting off to sleep was Iâm finally free.
So there we go! plus on the way! Oh, and toi can ignore the really awkward mallette, porte-documents plot hole..I couldnât think and afterwards I didnât really feel like changing it. :P
His eyes widened as he stepped into the alley, wrinkling his nose at the stench that wafted toward him in thick clouds. He had to walk on his tiptoes to avoid the piles of filth and unidentifiable substances, and he grimaced at the squelching noises his combat boots made on the ground. Pinching his nose shut, he scanned the alley, praying that no one would be there. If it was empty, he could leave. He could return to the base; yes, Katana would be angry, but it would be better than this. As he was about to leave, he spotted something. Two unblinking turquoise eyes, large and round, staring him down. Upon looking closer, he made out a face, stringy mud-streaked hair, a tiny, emaciated body. It was a girl, so dirty that she practically blended into the mur behind her. He knew it was his mission to get her, but his body didnât want to comply, and he was already turning around and leaving. But it was too late, she had spotted him, and as he was about to step back into the normal world, relishing the fresh air, she let out a faint cry. Something in him made him turn around; he certainly didnât want to, but it was his last spark of humanity, one that heâd so carefully hidden away when he was around Katana and the others. The girl had dragged herself vers l'avant, vers lâavant and was sitting inches from his feet, the stench of filth, blood, and sweat wafting upwards, making him cough.
âYouâve come for me.â Her voice was surprisingly strong, for such a broken appearance. High-pitched, but it had Lost almost all traces of youth in it, even though she couldnât have been any older than eight. He couldnât help but nod.
âWhat are toi doing with me?â
He didnât know how to respond to that. In fact, he wasnât even sure what he was supposed to do with this child, what Katanaâs plans were. So he didnât say anything.
âYouâre not gonna k-kill me, right?â
The man was speechless. It was as if this child sensed what he was, who he worked for. But it couldnât be. Instinctively, he looked down, but he wasnât wearing his armor, there wasnât even a trace on his clothing that he worked for Kaos. Maybe she was just suspicious par nature, he reasoned. Years of living on the streets--because it was apparent she had been living here for most, if not all, of her life--probably just hardened her, made her wary.
âI hope not.â
She smiled, her blue-green eyes lighting up for the first time. âSo youâll give me a home?â
Something in the girl struck him. He couldnât say no. She beamed, and without thinking, he hoisted her up into his arms. She was getting filth all over his suit, but he didnât notice. His excuse for holding her was that she was probably too weak to walk the distance, as he couldnât teleport. That would reveal his identity, and he didnât want to do that just yet. As he walked, she shifted herself in his grasp. She was extremely light, her skin hanging loose off her bones, empty, hollow. But her gaze captivated him.
âWhatâs your name?â she finally asked.
âAxx--Bryson,â he replied, remembering just in time to give his civilian name. âBryson Carter.â
She smiled, and laughed quietly. âThen Iâd be...Aisling Carter. I like it.â
~~~***~~~***~~~
Luckily, Axxis hadnât picked her up too far from the base in Tampa, only about an hourâs walk. If sheâd been any farther, Gotham, for instance, thatâd be a problem. He had the route memorized, so when he sensed they were getting close, he stopped and opened his rather large briefcase. âCan toi fit in here?â
She nodded and climbed in slowly, hesitantly. âWhy?â
âI canât let anyone see you,â he lied. âNot till we get inside.â
He could see a million questions etched on her face, but luckily, she didnât protest. It was a tight squeeze, but she was small, and he closed it carefully, leaving a small crack for air. Then he slipped the strap over his shoulder, buckling slightly under the weight, and continued on his way.
Aisling was curled up in the darkness, trembling. She wondered where this man, Bryson, was taking her, and why it took so long. But he seemed kind, if a little rough around the edges. She had gradually learned not to readily trust people, but there was something about him that seemed right. If any rate, she was saving her from the life sheâd been living. That made her smile. Her years of hardship, of poverty and filth, were over. It was all over.
Later that night, she lay on her new bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was a tiny cot, plus of a shelf, really, and the surface was hard, but she didnât mind. She shivered slightly under the thin, ragged blanket. He hadnât allowed her out of the mallette, porte-documents until they were well inside the house, and she had looked around in wonder at the dingy concrete walls, the dim light, and the tiny, cramped rooms. She wondered what he was hiding her from; not a single other human was in sight. Heâd taken her into the tiny bathroom, scrubbed her down---heâd had to cut off several inches of her hair just to get it out of the ponytail, and now it fell in soft waves just below her ears--and put her to bed. He hadnât donnĂ© her anything to eat, but she didnât ask. Ever since theyâd gone inside, he was different, uneasy, on edge, slightly snappy.
Happiness bubbled inside her, when she remembered what sheâd realized in the briefcase. Her last thought before drifting off to sleep was Iâm finally free.
So there we go! plus on the way! Oh, and toi can ignore the really awkward mallette, porte-documents plot hole..I couldnât think and afterwards I didnât really feel like changing it. :P
Okay, I'm gonna come right out and say it:
Young Justice Invasion Episodes 8-18 are ready to air.
BOOM! Good news!
Comic livres are right on schedule.
Video Game something ou other, didn't really look:
link
Now, I also wanna say that the Robin we knew in Season 1 would never do this to a girl. But....
Dick Grayson has dated Zatanna
Dick Grayson is dating Batgirl
And Dick's surprising girlfriend is....
Rocket???
So...... Yeah..... Link below.
Adios! *runs and hides*
link
Wait, did he just blow off Tim? And Babs is strangely okay with two girls sâembrasser her BF....
Young Justice Invasion Episodes 8-18 are ready to air.
BOOM! Good news!
Comic livres are right on schedule.
Video Game something ou other, didn't really look:
link
Now, I also wanna say that the Robin we knew in Season 1 would never do this to a girl. But....
Dick Grayson has dated Zatanna
Dick Grayson is dating Batgirl
And Dick's surprising girlfriend is....
Rocket???
So...... Yeah..... Link below.
Adios! *runs and hides*
link
Wait, did he just blow off Tim? And Babs is strangely okay with two girls sâembrasser her BF....
Name: Alexis "Lexi" Adams
Alias: None....so far!
Powers/skills:
-Flight (wings!)
-abnormal strength like her father,
-gained Fang diseappearing act, only when Lexi moves she's still completely invisible.
-super senses
-Can only control one element, wind. And she only uses to push herself along when she's too lazy to fly.
Past: Alexis was kidnapped at the age of 3 par the School. Only this time, it was different. Instead of keeping her in the United States, they shipped her to Germany, holding her hostage in Itex. At the age of 6, Alexis gained enough strength to break free, and setting free the other experiments along with herself.
Other: -Lexi, is a MAJOR mommy's girl.
-May look like Fang, but she acts like Devin.
-Youngest of all the kids. par 7 ou 8 years.
-Easy to set off temper, but she hides it extremly well.
-She's extremly happy and cheerful.
-PLEASE DON'T give her sugar. She'll bounce off the walls.
2: he loves the way she is and how she jokes around with him
3: he loves it when she smiles at him
4: he loves the way she brushes the hair out of his face
5: he loves it when she blushes
(( i didnt make that many cause MDR i dunno just a couple cuz this is the first time this has been done MDR hopefully silverwings13 will have a reply to this XD MDR but yeah im making a couple one shots on these two beauties <3 iand now i have to talk cause this article isnt long enough WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY!!! <3 okay so Mcl out peace))
Alias: Eden
Age: 10 yrs
Nicknames: Gen, Genny, Genny-la
Powers: Flight, Invulnerability, controls but cant become feu and water.
Skills: rue fighting experience
Weapons: Two pistolets hidden in her chemise and pocket knife.
Bio:
Harley's not clone but sister, After Lex Found her DNA, it was donné to CADMUS. where they tried to re clone her, after realizing their tries were in vain, they decided on simplicity, Give Harley a sister.
They successfully created the girl, calling her Genesis.
They released her and led her to Harley.
Notes:
-This is part of her bio
- Who she is will soon be revealed.
- hates Superman and Batman and Superboy
- Doesn't like Skylar nor Wolf, ou Sy.
- really smart
salut guys, The_Writer here.
Just wanted to let toi know I can't publier daily episodes anymore. (Brother fussed, I got grounded. Loving the logic).
Anyway, here is a liste of what to watch from here on out (Static is on YouTube, YJ is on the internet.
Aug. 28:
Static 21
YJ 3
Aug. 29:
Static 23
YJ 4
Aug. 30:
Static 24
YJ 5
Aug. 31:
Static 25
YJ 6
Sept. 1:
Static 26
YJ 7
Sept. 2:
Static 27
YJ 8
Sept. 3:
Static 28
YJ 8
Sept. 4:
Static 29
YJ 9
Sept 5:
Static 30
YJ 10
Sept 6:
Static 31
YJ 11
Sept 7:
Static 32
YJ 12
Figure it out from there. :)
Sept 28:
Static 52
YJI 7
Sept 29:
YOUNG JUSTICE INVASION EPISODE EIGHT!!!!!!!!!!
Just wanted to let toi know I can't publier daily episodes anymore. (Brother fussed, I got grounded. Loving the logic).
Anyway, here is a liste of what to watch from here on out (Static is on YouTube, YJ is on the internet.
Aug. 28:
Static 21
YJ 3
Aug. 29:
Static 23
YJ 4
Aug. 30:
Static 24
YJ 5
Aug. 31:
Static 25
YJ 6
Sept. 1:
Static 26
YJ 7
Sept. 2:
Static 27
YJ 8
Sept. 3:
Static 28
YJ 8
Sept. 4:
Static 29
YJ 9
Sept 5:
Static 30
YJ 10
Sept 6:
Static 31
YJ 11
Sept 7:
Static 32
YJ 12
Figure it out from there. :)
Sept 28:
Static 52
YJI 7
Sept 29:
YOUNG JUSTICE INVASION EPISODE EIGHT!!!!!!!!!!
Daily Episode
jour Thirty-Six:
Static Shock Episode Seventeen: "Static Shaq"
Link:Â link
Summary:
Static is hunted out par the Ruff Pack, who nearly discover his secret identity. This episode guest-stars Shaquille O'Neal as himself.Â
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Static Shock has a lot of famous African Americans guest Ă©toile, star on the show, with Lil Romeo even doing the themesong for seasons 3 and 4. But for a monster introduction, toi had to bring in a monster of a guy. So, Ladies & Gentlemen: Shaquille O' Neille!!!
(SOOOOOOO SORRY IM LATE!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
jour Thirty-Six:
Static Shock Episode Seventeen: "Static Shaq"
Link:Â link
Summary:
Static is hunted out par the Ruff Pack, who nearly discover his secret identity. This episode guest-stars Shaquille O'Neal as himself.Â
Â
  Â
Static Shock has a lot of famous African Americans guest Ă©toile, star on the show, with Lil Romeo even doing the themesong for seasons 3 and 4. But for a monster introduction, toi had to bring in a monster of a guy. So, Ladies & Gentlemen: Shaquille O' Neille!!!
(SOOOOOOO SORRY IM LATE!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link