Sowws if there are a billion typos, I’ve been waiting MONTHS to write this thing that took me twenty minutes. And yes, this is a week ou two early, but the last article was like, a week ou two late, so I'm pretending that they annuler out. I know toi guys are probs like OH LOOK plus DRAMA OOOOOH FUN with the deepest sarcasm, but juuust to keep anyone who wants to filled in...
It was delightfully quiet in the room. There was no plus screaming ou shouting ou rushing about the room. Yet it was far from over. The world would be set into fast vers l'avant, vers l’avant again soon, but for the moment Aryess was allowed wonder at the bright eyes staring up at her. The girl’s were a dark, steel gray, and the boy’s two azure lakes laced with the white froth of waterfalls. Their mother tried to savor the weight of both newborns in either arm, of the dark curls on her daughter’s head and dimples at the corners of her mouth. Aryess knew it would be a long time before she stared into her daughter’s eyes again, if ever again.
Surprisingly, the fear that had been shadowing her every déplacer for the past few months was no longer present. She felt tired and sore all over, but not afraid. Both her children were strong and healthy, ten finger and ten toes each. No matter what happened, the twins had the same blood as Aryess’s tenacious mother and hopefully plus luck. The soft-heartedness from their’s fathers side might even keep them from hardening into cold, inflexible creatures. It was reassuring despite the continuous turmoil. Not an heure old and the twins would be separated for an indefinite amount of time. The boy became restless and began to whimper and squirm while his sister made no sound, only stared back at her mother. Amara was a hero, not a sacrificial lamb, Aryess believed, in being the one to be raised par the League of Shadows so that the rest of her family would no longer be threatened par them.
“Be brave, Amara. I l’amour you,” Aryess whispered to her daughter, s’embrasser her little forehead. The nurse finally took her and left the hut the twins had been born in. Not long after, mother and brother were strapped into a sled of wolves, guided par one of the few assassins still loyal to her family. The musher guided the sled through the snow, avoiding rocks and ravines and producing a smooth ride all the way to the air strip.
Aryess anticipated the Shadows expecting her to leave right away. Why stay behind and try to hold onto her child when she now belonged to the assassins? The air base was clear of the League and anyone else on a mission to stop her. The only detectable presence was that of a small plane, ready and running. The motor was deafening on the still mountain side, but it only attracted Aryess’s tired nerves and nothing more. Nonetheless, she was quick to thank her musher for the ride with a wad yuan, then a Kiss on the head for each of the eight dogs. The last wolf, a mother of two others on the sled team, sniffed the sleeping bundle in Aryess’s arm and nudged him gently as if for good luck. The girl then boarded the plane alone.
The pilot stayed in the cockpit the entire time, never once making contact with his passengers. Aryess had known that her ideal pilot, a red-haired woman named Cassy, had been killed two years before, so she instead requested the seconde best flier anonymously. He knew only to take the passengers to the coast of India. The pilot was familiar with mysterious passengers; curiosity was suppressed par payment.
Eight months of secrecy and sixteen hours of labor required their own payment- in energy and emotion. Aryess would have cried for Amara if there was energy to spend. Focus on the relief, she told herself. Both son and daughter were healthy and strong. One would be raised based on that strength and become educated in languages and cultures and skills that would keep her safe. The other would be sûr, sans danger with his mother, never to be threatened par the force that had hunted the family for three rebellious generation. They would travel to America incognito with enough food, money, and diapers to last the trip. Then... that would come later. Aryess instead spent the energy to feed herself and tiny Kai before they both fell asleep on the plane toward home.
So... how is Ary as a mom so far?
It was delightfully quiet in the room. There was no plus screaming ou shouting ou rushing about the room. Yet it was far from over. The world would be set into fast vers l'avant, vers l’avant again soon, but for the moment Aryess was allowed wonder at the bright eyes staring up at her. The girl’s were a dark, steel gray, and the boy’s two azure lakes laced with the white froth of waterfalls. Their mother tried to savor the weight of both newborns in either arm, of the dark curls on her daughter’s head and dimples at the corners of her mouth. Aryess knew it would be a long time before she stared into her daughter’s eyes again, if ever again.
Surprisingly, the fear that had been shadowing her every déplacer for the past few months was no longer present. She felt tired and sore all over, but not afraid. Both her children were strong and healthy, ten finger and ten toes each. No matter what happened, the twins had the same blood as Aryess’s tenacious mother and hopefully plus luck. The soft-heartedness from their’s fathers side might even keep them from hardening into cold, inflexible creatures. It was reassuring despite the continuous turmoil. Not an heure old and the twins would be separated for an indefinite amount of time. The boy became restless and began to whimper and squirm while his sister made no sound, only stared back at her mother. Amara was a hero, not a sacrificial lamb, Aryess believed, in being the one to be raised par the League of Shadows so that the rest of her family would no longer be threatened par them.
“Be brave, Amara. I l’amour you,” Aryess whispered to her daughter, s’embrasser her little forehead. The nurse finally took her and left the hut the twins had been born in. Not long after, mother and brother were strapped into a sled of wolves, guided par one of the few assassins still loyal to her family. The musher guided the sled through the snow, avoiding rocks and ravines and producing a smooth ride all the way to the air strip.
Aryess anticipated the Shadows expecting her to leave right away. Why stay behind and try to hold onto her child when she now belonged to the assassins? The air base was clear of the League and anyone else on a mission to stop her. The only detectable presence was that of a small plane, ready and running. The motor was deafening on the still mountain side, but it only attracted Aryess’s tired nerves and nothing more. Nonetheless, she was quick to thank her musher for the ride with a wad yuan, then a Kiss on the head for each of the eight dogs. The last wolf, a mother of two others on the sled team, sniffed the sleeping bundle in Aryess’s arm and nudged him gently as if for good luck. The girl then boarded the plane alone.
The pilot stayed in the cockpit the entire time, never once making contact with his passengers. Aryess had known that her ideal pilot, a red-haired woman named Cassy, had been killed two years before, so she instead requested the seconde best flier anonymously. He knew only to take the passengers to the coast of India. The pilot was familiar with mysterious passengers; curiosity was suppressed par payment.
Eight months of secrecy and sixteen hours of labor required their own payment- in energy and emotion. Aryess would have cried for Amara if there was energy to spend. Focus on the relief, she told herself. Both son and daughter were healthy and strong. One would be raised based on that strength and become educated in languages and cultures and skills that would keep her safe. The other would be sûr, sans danger with his mother, never to be threatened par the force that had hunted the family for three rebellious generation. They would travel to America incognito with enough food, money, and diapers to last the trip. Then... that would come later. Aryess instead spent the energy to feed herself and tiny Kai before they both fell asleep on the plane toward home.
So... how is Ary as a mom so far?
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. ou I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did toi do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started écriture his Friends name on the wall. They begged toi not to go into this. toi knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged toi gods sake. I don't get why toi did it...but I guess toi made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, toi felt it was your place, to take that spot. But toi brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only toi could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put toi through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did toi do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started écriture his Friends name on the wall. They begged toi not to go into this. toi knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged toi gods sake. I don't get why toi did it...but I guess toi made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, toi felt it was your place, to take that spot. But toi brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only toi could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put toi through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
Excerpt-
"Is this cool ou what?!" the teen exclaimed plus than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can toi not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell toi again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet toi Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool ou what?!" the teen exclaimed plus than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can toi not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell toi again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet toi Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help ou is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed par her father and she was abused par her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found par flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope toi like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)