Becca approached him from behind, never making a sound. She wasn't too keen on talking to him, much less being anywhere near him. He was a fool, someone she would ignore. But he had crossed the line. He had hit a nerve inside her and she needed to be heard, loud and clear.
“Bloodmist.”
He turned his head slightly. He turned back to looking at the bank when he saw who it was. She knew he was upset. He had been hurt in battle, but Becca had wanted him out of the mountain. There were very few she turned away from. But this guy she did. In front of everyone.
“I get that toi don't like me. I understand.”
Becca came to stand par him, despite how much she hated it.
“Good. Glad toi understand,” she said.
“I'll just disappear. I'll leave again. I do it all the time...”
“Shut up. I came to make one thing clear to you. I don't hate you. But I don't like toi either. toi flirted despite Blade being in a relationship. She hurt my friend. toi killed Terror's heart. Normally, I'd be furious and killing toi right now. But Terror doesn't hate you. So neither do I. But Terror doesn't want anything to do with you.”
“I see. I tweaked a nerve when I was in the mountain with Blade being kind to me.”
Becca clenched her fists.
“You need to shut up! I am not attacking you! But I might! All I ask is that toi shut up and stay away from Terror and me! Terror will only be hurt plus if he sees you. Me? I'll kill you. So stay away from us!”
Becca turned to walk away.
“No one seems to agree with my loving Blade anyways. I'll leave, that way Terror won't have to hide. He can be hers again.”
Becca turned to face him. His words had been coated with malice and Becca was too fed up with him to care.
“Look, misty! toi have NO idea how Terror feels! I don't care what happened in your past! I don't care what toi feel for Blade! toi can Kiss her for all I care! Just stay away from Terror and keep outta my way!”
“You can't solve your problems par hiding, Shade.”
Becca flinched. Her hands turned into fists.
“No. But toi can stall as long as toi need to.”
Becca moved to leave again, but Bloodmist stopped her.
“If Terror controls fears, why is he hiding?”
Becca turned to him swiftly. Her eyes began to glow amber and she grabbed Bloodmist around the throat. She walked vers l'avant, vers l’avant until he was hanging above the city below them. She pulled a dagger out of her belt. She used it to take the mask piece off, watching it fall to the city below. She looked back at him. She used the dagger to make a thin cut in his cheek.
“This is a warning, Bloodmist! toi have become my enemy. If toi go near Terror ou me, I will make sure to drop you. toi have no powers. Only skill and weapons. What if I were to take away all your weapons and make sure toi could never use that skill before dropping you?”
Becca smirked when she saw his eyes fill with fear as he struggled to get free from her grasp. She moved him back to the building, dropping him. She replaced her dagger as he coughed for air.
“Next time, I'll do plus damage. Stay away from me. Stay away from Terror. But most important, never flirt with Blade again.”
Becca turned, this time walking away for good.
“Bloodmist.”
He turned his head slightly. He turned back to looking at the bank when he saw who it was. She knew he was upset. He had been hurt in battle, but Becca had wanted him out of the mountain. There were very few she turned away from. But this guy she did. In front of everyone.
“I get that toi don't like me. I understand.”
Becca came to stand par him, despite how much she hated it.
“Good. Glad toi understand,” she said.
“I'll just disappear. I'll leave again. I do it all the time...”
“Shut up. I came to make one thing clear to you. I don't hate you. But I don't like toi either. toi flirted despite Blade being in a relationship. She hurt my friend. toi killed Terror's heart. Normally, I'd be furious and killing toi right now. But Terror doesn't hate you. So neither do I. But Terror doesn't want anything to do with you.”
“I see. I tweaked a nerve when I was in the mountain with Blade being kind to me.”
Becca clenched her fists.
“You need to shut up! I am not attacking you! But I might! All I ask is that toi shut up and stay away from Terror and me! Terror will only be hurt plus if he sees you. Me? I'll kill you. So stay away from us!”
Becca turned to walk away.
“No one seems to agree with my loving Blade anyways. I'll leave, that way Terror won't have to hide. He can be hers again.”
Becca turned to face him. His words had been coated with malice and Becca was too fed up with him to care.
“Look, misty! toi have NO idea how Terror feels! I don't care what happened in your past! I don't care what toi feel for Blade! toi can Kiss her for all I care! Just stay away from Terror and keep outta my way!”
“You can't solve your problems par hiding, Shade.”
Becca flinched. Her hands turned into fists.
“No. But toi can stall as long as toi need to.”
Becca moved to leave again, but Bloodmist stopped her.
“If Terror controls fears, why is he hiding?”
Becca turned to him swiftly. Her eyes began to glow amber and she grabbed Bloodmist around the throat. She walked vers l'avant, vers l’avant until he was hanging above the city below them. She pulled a dagger out of her belt. She used it to take the mask piece off, watching it fall to the city below. She looked back at him. She used the dagger to make a thin cut in his cheek.
“This is a warning, Bloodmist! toi have become my enemy. If toi go near Terror ou me, I will make sure to drop you. toi have no powers. Only skill and weapons. What if I were to take away all your weapons and make sure toi could never use that skill before dropping you?”
Becca smirked when she saw his eyes fill with fear as he struggled to get free from her grasp. She moved him back to the building, dropping him. She replaced her dagger as he coughed for air.
“Next time, I'll do plus damage. Stay away from me. Stay away from Terror. But most important, never flirt with Blade again.”
Becca turned, this time walking away for good.
This charrie goes par the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, ou his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization par tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing plus Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to écriture them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to écriture them, so, patience.
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