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I have seen what man can do

I ran from The Labs the earth that touched my feet sent chills down my back. I felt so close to it, like a connection.

I look at myself in the mirror, i was not born. I wasn't made par god...i was made par man. A selfish human, who wanted me...to...destroy, everything.

When the evil lives inside of you

I saw the pain and fright of the people i attacked. I hurt them to no end, and i felt nothing. No mourning, no sadness. Until now. I couldn't care, i felt no pain, i would ignore the fear...and i killed them all. All of them...so helpless.

I look down at the things i have ruined, when I wasnt my self, but i was the person i was created to be. I saw the flames of the havoc i reeked. I saw the fear again, the need and want to live in the people's eyes. I saw my friends, but i didnt know who they were...

Many are the weak

they could do nothing as i took their lives, rid them of their life. No one could fight back. No one....

I was hard to beat, and hurt so many in my way. I hurt my friends, my life, i hurt me. I was so hard to get rid of like a disease, that had no cure.

And the strong are few

But finally someone stood, out of the dust to stop me. To help me become who i felt i should have been. To help me see my ways.

I cried as i saw what i had done, what i had become. I was finally cured. No one was gonna hurt any more. Not because of me. I needed some one to help me, to be strong.

But with the water
We'll start anew


so i walked to the water it gleamed, and i saw my former self. The person i was created to be, and as i walked into the water, i saw it leave. And appeared anew. The person i was meant to be.

I couldn't take another chance. the Water will always be there...to help me, to make me see what i once was. The person i didnt want to see. To montrer me that i could only be one person. The person i wanted to be.
I didnt have to live like i was one created to, i had a new start, a new life, i could start anew.
posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The orange jumpsuit he wore was little plus than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. toi have refused to give us any information...
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posted by khanna266
Ari stood behind the limber dark arbre *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when toi do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do toi want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish toi a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she a dit surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...
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posted by Robin_Love
This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen plus heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind lire ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters ou brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by SilverWingsYJ
SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten minutes later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle par Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she a dit grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate toi for waking...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. toi know that weird feeling in your stomach when toi feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. ou toi die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
Name: Weapon X-360 (360 meaning the degree of a perfect circle, deeply meaning ‘Perfect Weapon’)

Occupation: Human weapon/Assassin for hire

Age: 17

Date of Birth: 25th December 1996

Type: Human Weapon/Cyborg

Nationality: American, French, Canadian, Japanese

Hair: Black ou some times a fair shade of blue (it changes in the sun) has a side fringe that covers one eye and medium hair in a side parting)

Eyes: émeraude Green

Powers and/or abilitys:
-Skin can turn into adamantium.
-Adamantium claws located in each finger.
-Good flexibility and practices gymnastic fighting.
-Knowledge of how to use guns...
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 Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Name: Alex "Web" Knight
Age: 16 years old
Height: 5'9
Hair: blond
Eyes: Blue
Nationality: British
Father: Spider-Man
Mother: Sally knight
Affiliations: Young Justice; MI6

Powers: regrow limbs; stick/climb walls; inhuman: strength, agility, reactions
Skills: spying; working undercover; disguising him self; most forms of hand to hand combat; multilingual (can speak english of corse, Russian, German, French, Spanish and more)

Relationship status: I have no clue I'm no good with relationships (unless the odd "I'm awesome & good looking" )

Enemies: French president's daughter (it is the city of love...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Name: Connors Taylors-Di Angelo
Alias: The “Con-man”
Occupation: Gang Member
Powers: Specializes in transformations and explosives, as well as cons and theivery
History: Connors father died when he was young. His mother remarried a rich man. But his new step-father hated him. When Connors found out his step-father, Mr. Taylors, planned to ship him to boarding school, Connors ran away. He became a gang member and was there when the others found Irra Weldon-Addams. They took her in and the two became good friends. When Irra took place as leader, Connors became her second-in-command. When Irra...
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posted by ScarletYJ
This is what happened in a creepy dream I had last night

Warning there's going to be gore in this story, read at your own risk

Scarlet's eyes slowly fluttered open as she laid on what felt like a cold floor. She quickly jolted upright looking around at the never-ending darkness she had woke up in. She stood up trying to use her powers, with no success.

"Scarlet!" she turned as she heard her name not seeing anything but the darkness.

"Mom, is that you, where are you?" she shouted back, she didn't know how it could be her mother. She ran desperately towards where she had heard the voice. She slipped...
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Revenge slipped a dagger into his hands. Onlookers watched nervously. Revenge calculated at least three hundred. He couldn't let them get hurt. He couldnt let the girl he loved get hurt.

"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.

The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who toi l’amour more! Who?! Her, ou me? This little chienne who abandoned you, ou the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"

"Targeting System locked." the computer read.

Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...


Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces. 
If weaved correctly, 
It can make even the greatest among us 
Fall. 
The story that changes everything, 
Starts Now.

Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
Part 2:
Spectrum was in her room in Mount Justice. She had sheets of metal around her room and was testing her powers. Now she was trying to see if the Spark could actually cut through the metal than joint, joint d’étanchéité it off back again. She didn’t know why she was doing this. Even Ms Martian when walking past asked her frequently but the only reason she was doing this was because it helped her stay focused, and she also did a neat job on haut, retour au début of it.
She closed her eyes and raised her hand. She could feel the heat in her cœur, coeur flowing through her left hand. Peeking under her lashes she saw a multi coloured...
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posted by The_Writer
Yep! I hate to do it, but what's got to be done's got to be done and I don't see no one else doing nothin!

Alrighty, time for a rant about OCs and me to drop the excessive southern accent.

Let me be blunt: TOO MANY!!!! I have a horrible memory and am way too obsessed with my own to give a damn about many others. Look: I know the basic ones: SW, Becca, Willow, GB, I'm assuming Fin is Arty's baby they didn't put up for adoption, I dunno. See, this club is like the Kardashians:

Miss one day, toi know nothing.

Sure, I understand we've all got a creative side (to some varying degree) and we want to...
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