"Blade?" His voice was stuck in his throat. Before him stood the girl he loved. She stared; her red orbs beyond vibrant, as her platinum hair drapped just below her shoulders, obviously grown out since he last saw her.
Since he last saw her?
The last time he saw her: She had blood-sucking fangs in place of canines.
The last time he saw her: She breathed the last ounce of air in her lungs to tell him,""I l’amour you.."
The last time he saw her: She died, and from then on, the only thing that was left of her was the harsh guilt sitting in his heart.
But now? Now she was in front of him, arms around his neck, face buried in his shoulder. This was a dream. A spell Becca conjured up to get back at him for some reason ou another.
That was it. "A spell" he told himself. Oh, he was, definitely, going to get back at the black haired witch for doing something so...cruel.
The thing was, could Becca stoop this low? Toying with his emotions? He didn't even think Serpta, Bec's sister, could pull a stunt as vile as this.
"Terror?" A voice snapped him from his dark thoughts, and he blinked, feeling tears threaten to fall. This was wrong... all wrong. Quickly, he broke from the hug and swallowed the razor blade caught in his throat, thinking over his response.
"You were dead..." he muttered, correcting the "were" with "are". Terror didn't allow her opened mouth to confess another word as he continued,"I saw toi die, Blade..."
Again, he swallowed razors, and at that moment: Fear crept into him.
Fear.
The emotion he could give ou take away, being the demon he was.
Blade's eyes widened as confusion etched itself in every detail of her face,"Terror, what're toi talking about?"
The new sensation of fear was extinguished and replaced with anger,"Do toi think this is funny?"
"Wha- No!"
"Blade, I saw toi in that glass box! I watched toi fall to the floor!! I witnessed the light from your eyes fade. It has been six months, two of which I spent looking for you, the other four I have sat here, hollow. Now toi just montrer up out of no where. If this is some kind of sick joke, cut it out, now!"
"Oh, Terror..." her hand rested on his chest and she went on," It's me, I swear. I never died. I've been the whole time. toi were gone for six months and never told me why."
That was only half true. After that day, four months ago, he went away, only speaking briefly with Dylan, Cat, Becca, and the others. A heavy weight had taken over his heart, and though he killed every vampire he laid eyes on... nothing filled the void. But he never stopped: for her, so the fact she accused him of being gone made his anger ample. Terror kept the boiling temper underneath him as he spoke,"Proof..."
"What?"
"I want proof you're real; that toi aren't an illusion."
Courageously, the girl held up her hand; montrer off the silver ring wrapped around her finger. A bright cluster of rubies decorated the band while she slowly turned it.
His blue eyes kept stern and he muttered,"I need plus proof.. anyone can just make a ring."
The blonde girl nodded as she bit down on her lip, thinking up a good price of proof to montrer she was real.
Then it hit her,"Okay.. come here.."
Terror leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and Blade let her lips meet his neck, softly, before whispering his, real, name. The secret diminished as she pulled away, the faint smile on her face reflecting his.
"So you're real..?" Leaning vers l'avant, vers l’avant her scooped her up and hugged her, squeezing any words she planned to let escape be caged back in. "Blade, you'll never be hurt again.. no one will ever hurt you.."
"Ever...?" Her voice was coated with innocence,
"Never ever, I promise.." Terror's fingers curled into Blade's gentle hair, inhaling every aroma she possessed an taking every note of every aspect of her face and body, but still something stood out.
She was missing something ,though.
Something he couldn't finger on it.
Since he last saw her?
The last time he saw her: She had blood-sucking fangs in place of canines.
The last time he saw her: She breathed the last ounce of air in her lungs to tell him,""I l’amour you.."
The last time he saw her: She died, and from then on, the only thing that was left of her was the harsh guilt sitting in his heart.
But now? Now she was in front of him, arms around his neck, face buried in his shoulder. This was a dream. A spell Becca conjured up to get back at him for some reason ou another.
That was it. "A spell" he told himself. Oh, he was, definitely, going to get back at the black haired witch for doing something so...cruel.
The thing was, could Becca stoop this low? Toying with his emotions? He didn't even think Serpta, Bec's sister, could pull a stunt as vile as this.
"Terror?" A voice snapped him from his dark thoughts, and he blinked, feeling tears threaten to fall. This was wrong... all wrong. Quickly, he broke from the hug and swallowed the razor blade caught in his throat, thinking over his response.
"You were dead..." he muttered, correcting the "were" with "are". Terror didn't allow her opened mouth to confess another word as he continued,"I saw toi die, Blade..."
Again, he swallowed razors, and at that moment: Fear crept into him.
Fear.
The emotion he could give ou take away, being the demon he was.
Blade's eyes widened as confusion etched itself in every detail of her face,"Terror, what're toi talking about?"
The new sensation of fear was extinguished and replaced with anger,"Do toi think this is funny?"
"Wha- No!"
"Blade, I saw toi in that glass box! I watched toi fall to the floor!! I witnessed the light from your eyes fade. It has been six months, two of which I spent looking for you, the other four I have sat here, hollow. Now toi just montrer up out of no where. If this is some kind of sick joke, cut it out, now!"
"Oh, Terror..." her hand rested on his chest and she went on," It's me, I swear. I never died. I've been the whole time. toi were gone for six months and never told me why."
That was only half true. After that day, four months ago, he went away, only speaking briefly with Dylan, Cat, Becca, and the others. A heavy weight had taken over his heart, and though he killed every vampire he laid eyes on... nothing filled the void. But he never stopped: for her, so the fact she accused him of being gone made his anger ample. Terror kept the boiling temper underneath him as he spoke,"Proof..."
"What?"
"I want proof you're real; that toi aren't an illusion."
Courageously, the girl held up her hand; montrer off the silver ring wrapped around her finger. A bright cluster of rubies decorated the band while she slowly turned it.
His blue eyes kept stern and he muttered,"I need plus proof.. anyone can just make a ring."
The blonde girl nodded as she bit down on her lip, thinking up a good price of proof to montrer she was real.
Then it hit her,"Okay.. come here.."
Terror leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and Blade let her lips meet his neck, softly, before whispering his, real, name. The secret diminished as she pulled away, the faint smile on her face reflecting his.
"So you're real..?" Leaning vers l'avant, vers l’avant her scooped her up and hugged her, squeezing any words she planned to let escape be caged back in. "Blade, you'll never be hurt again.. no one will ever hurt you.."
"Ever...?" Her voice was coated with innocence,
"Never ever, I promise.." Terror's fingers curled into Blade's gentle hair, inhaling every aroma she possessed an taking every note of every aspect of her face and body, but still something stood out.
She was missing something ,though.
Something he couldn't finger on it.
name:Adaam Wyatt
age:9
alias:Denver
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:tight black pants and chemise w/ black ankle boots.
weapon:fire sword
powers:manipulates fire,superspeed,cloning,black magic,and is an empath
BG story:He was Minions nephew and used to help him out until one jour he decided he wanted to be good and make a difference and only traverser, croix and Lily trust him,but he's very kindhearted and gentle,he's also has his moments where he gets alittle bit sensitive,but he's really tough and cool.
<3<3<3 hope toi liked it.
age:9
alias:Denver
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:tight black pants and chemise w/ black ankle boots.
weapon:fire sword
powers:manipulates fire,superspeed,cloning,black magic,and is an empath
BG story:He was Minions nephew and used to help him out until one jour he decided he wanted to be good and make a difference and only traverser, croix and Lily trust him,but he's very kindhearted and gentle,he's also has his moments where he gets alittle bit sensitive,but he's really tough and cool.
<3<3<3 hope toi liked it.
Name: Lelisa
Alias: feu Slayer
Powers: Controls fire
Appearance: Red hair and eyes.
Age:18 yrs
Abilities: combat fighter.
Relations: Daughter to Alanna and younger sister to the ultra guradian (Serenity)
Attitude: devious, sarcastic
History&Past: All of Lelisa's life she has been helping her mother, Alanna, find her sister the ultra guradian, Serenity. Lelisa has never met her father since Alanna killed him. From a young age she was taught to kill and fight par her mother. As she grew up she became jealous of a sister she never met since her mother puts everything in finding the girl. Despite this she still desperately searches for Serenity for her mother sake.
Notes: Lelisa has the ability to enrich herself with flame also turning her hair into fire.
name:Cross Stone
age:8
Alias:Dream
civvies:nothing special
hero outfit:none
weapons:iced nunchucks
powers:preminitions,puts curses on people when she learns there names,super strong
BG story:When she was born she was donné her powers par an evil monk.She is japanese,but she was born in Spain.She was told that on the jour of her 18th birthday she is supposed to destroy Mars and Venus ever since she was told that she has been trying to figure out a way to stop it from happeneing.
<3<3<3<3 Hope toi liked it she may seem scary but she's actually veryfriendly
ps: she is best Friends with Lily.
is't that awesome!
age:8
Alias:Dream
civvies:nothing special
hero outfit:none
weapons:iced nunchucks
powers:preminitions,puts curses on people when she learns there names,super strong
BG story:When she was born she was donné her powers par an evil monk.She is japanese,but she was born in Spain.She was told that on the jour of her 18th birthday she is supposed to destroy Mars and Venus ever since she was told that she has been trying to figure out a way to stop it from happeneing.
<3<3<3<3 Hope toi liked it she may seem scary but she's actually veryfriendly
ps: she is best Friends with Lily.
is't that awesome!
name:Lily Star'gei
age:9
Alias:short stuff
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:none
powers:hypnosis,white magic,andsuperspeed
BG story:she is Daniel's little sister and she is hoping to follow in his footsteps.Plus she has been taking gymnastics since she was little.
<3<3<3>3hope toi liked this OC I really wanted to add alittle kid to the group.And I thought this would be the perfect idea to use as a little kid.
PS:Lily was born from a different mother so she is half russian and half German,Isn't she just the cutest thing toi have ever seen.
age:9
Alias:short stuff
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:none
powers:hypnosis,white magic,andsuperspeed
BG story:she is Daniel's little sister and she is hoping to follow in his footsteps.Plus she has been taking gymnastics since she was little.
<3<3<3>3hope toi liked this OC I really wanted to add alittle kid to the group.And I thought this would be the perfect idea to use as a little kid.
PS:Lily was born from a different mother so she is half russian and half German,Isn't she just the cutest thing toi have ever seen.