Underlined= Thoughts.
Italics= Flashbacks
Soldiers were slowly picked out one par one, as the explosion drew closer and closer. "We're not going to make it!" cried a solider who was close behind Derek. "Yes we are! So shut up!" Derek yelled as he leaped over cars and debris. The roar grew louder and a blast sent the soldiers flying into buildings and scattered along the streets. Soldiers screamed as the blast covered them burning their skin. Derek attempted to stand up only to be knocked back down unconscious.
"Adams? Adams! Status Report." Derek opened his eyes slowly and sat up,
"Adams! Are toi there? Report!" he looked down at his radio and responded, "Adams here, what is it General?" Derek slowly got up and walked down the rue as dust and smoke arose from the précédant explosion. "Status rapporter Soldier." The radio blared and static filled the speaker, "High count of casualties, I think I'm the only one left." the radio remained silent for a moment until the General responded, "Alright, get back to the sûr, sans danger zone and we'll pick up there." Derek coughed and started back walking, "Copy that." he scanned the area looking for any signs of life, but only death and sorrow filled the spaces of empty streets. Derek make a sharp turn, when he heard the sound of a helicopter, his eyes blurred and dizziness overwhelmed him. Gotta keep moving.... Derek slowly made his way towards the arrival of the helicopter, attempting to pull out the piece of shrapnel in his side. Derek jerked out the piece of metal in his side, blood soaked through his uniform as he slowly made his way through the rubble. "Adams! 'Bout time toi showed up!" The General shouted over the roar of the helicopter. Derek gave him a weak smile as the General extended his hand. Derek reached out but collapsed to the ground injured, barely missing the General's hand.
This took a whole 5 minutes.
Italics= Flashbacks
Soldiers were slowly picked out one par one, as the explosion drew closer and closer. "We're not going to make it!" cried a solider who was close behind Derek. "Yes we are! So shut up!" Derek yelled as he leaped over cars and debris. The roar grew louder and a blast sent the soldiers flying into buildings and scattered along the streets. Soldiers screamed as the blast covered them burning their skin. Derek attempted to stand up only to be knocked back down unconscious.
"Adams? Adams! Status Report." Derek opened his eyes slowly and sat up,
"Adams! Are toi there? Report!" he looked down at his radio and responded, "Adams here, what is it General?" Derek slowly got up and walked down the rue as dust and smoke arose from the précédant explosion. "Status rapporter Soldier." The radio blared and static filled the speaker, "High count of casualties, I think I'm the only one left." the radio remained silent for a moment until the General responded, "Alright, get back to the sûr, sans danger zone and we'll pick up there." Derek coughed and started back walking, "Copy that." he scanned the area looking for any signs of life, but only death and sorrow filled the spaces of empty streets. Derek make a sharp turn, when he heard the sound of a helicopter, his eyes blurred and dizziness overwhelmed him. Gotta keep moving.... Derek slowly made his way towards the arrival of the helicopter, attempting to pull out the piece of shrapnel in his side. Derek jerked out the piece of metal in his side, blood soaked through his uniform as he slowly made his way through the rubble. "Adams! 'Bout time toi showed up!" The General shouted over the roar of the helicopter. Derek gave him a weak smile as the General extended his hand. Derek reached out but collapsed to the ground injured, barely missing the General's hand.
This took a whole 5 minutes.
Alias: Conscience
Age: 15
Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.
Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good conseil giver.
Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.
Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is plus on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.
Past: unknown.
Name: Tina Fang
Alias: Nocturne
Appearance: Black hair that reaches her hips, ivory skin, black eyes.
Civvies: Leather dress, black tights.
'Stume: Picture!
Powers: Flight. Invisibilty.
Skills: Sword skills. Lockpicking.
Info: Tina is after her arch enemy, Ren. Who killed her sister, Ivy. And in order to get to Ren's hide-out, an Angel must come with her to guide and help destroy Ren, because he is too powerful to defeat par herself.
So, there toi go! Your welcome Angel Warrior Heart! X3
Name: Kaleb Anton
Alias: Arkana
Age: 17
Alliance: Hero
Appearance: shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, 5'10", pale skin
Personality: kind, caring, withdrawn, doesn't trust people easily, stubborn, brave
Powers: He has transformation powers that allow him to alter his appearance, martial arts, fights with a bow staff with a hidden blade
Bio: His life as a kid was normal, he went to school, he helped at his dad's shop. When he was sixteen he left his family after discovering his powers. He trained for a an abroad before joining the team