I l’amour this character in animé so I HAD to use him! Besides, it fit the character I was creating!



Name: Kid-kun (confidential)
Alias: Death/Red-X
Occupation: Hero; high school student at Central High
Powers: No actual powers except traveling through portals of the Underworld/Hell. Gifted with two pistolets that can combine with his soul into a cannon. Expert in weaponry, combat, and has above average speed and agility although not super-human. Has a dark energy dimension.
History: No one knows where he came from ou how he was trained. All they know is that Kid is trouble. Everywhere he goes, death follows....

Still taking spots of anyone wants to join.

Lexi ignored the pain in her left wrist as she struck the punching bag. Mel sat in the middle of the floor, flipping through the channels
"Boring...boring...boring." Mel a dit with each flip of the channel. 
"And here's the main general of sector 56 who is still on land...it has been reported that he did not travel with his sector this afternoon." Mel stared at the screen, and Lexi stopped what she was doing to stare at the screen.
"What sector was dad in?" Lexi pulled off her gloves.
"No idea..." 
"Wasn't it-?" Mel cut Lexi off.
"SHH. Listen!"
"The general...

She banged her fists against the door. This demon is dead. She turned her head to look around at the war still raging behind her. It seemed to be calming down some, but not with enough time to get to Devin. Unless....
“Terror!”
He nodded in reply to her urgent shout. Finally. This will be fun. He watched Becca turn her head, eyes closed. He smirked evilly as black smoke came from his mouth. His eyes turned black and his body morphed. feu ignited on him, covering everywhere but his face and feet. His hands turned into giant, fur-less paws. His body shifted and he was on all fours. But he...

I had to! I know there are alot... It was eating away at my subconsious mind!!! So please forgive me *Bambi eyes*



Name: Alyssa Mathers *Unknown*

Alias: Veton

Age: 15

Appearance: 5'9. Long electric blue hair that reaches just above her shoulders. Stunning yellow eyes.

Civies: orange t-shirt and blue shorts, with white stripes running down the seams of them.

'Stume: PICTURE.

Power(s): Can conduct, and shape electricity. Can retreat into a form of electricity and déplacer through metal, water, anything that will conduct electricity.

Skill(s): Lockpicking. Stealth. Flexibility.

Past: Was a relatively small...

"They're moving her again." Revenge said. "Why the hell are they moving her?"

"No idea."

"That's five warehouses."

"Maybe they're as paranoid as you."

"I'm following, keep an eye on our signals."

"Yes, sir!"

"Not funny."

Revenge lowered the plane and shifted it to stealth mode. It was quieter, but not totally. He still had to fly a a certain height to avoid being heard par Trapper's men. He spotted three jeeps, one covered and the other two with lots of guys and big guns. Revenge opened a screen and tapped the two armored vehicles. Receiving the lock on signal, he fired and they detonated in a fiery...

Help-


New Orleans

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Red Revenge and Silver Wings sat at a corner table, tableau in the bar. They didn't speak to anyone, and no one approached Ary on fear of the Black Hero. Revenge was definitely known, even as far south as New Orleans. He was definitely respected.

He and Ary weren't there for pleasure though. After a scuffle (if toi could call it that) earlier that night, Revenge had taken Silver down to a meta-human bar in New Orleans.

"I'm flattered." Ary said, her eyes still narrowed at the Black Hero. "Two kidnappings, electrocution, a rescue mission,...

This is a multi-part collab with me, Robinluv14, and Rachele_x. Hope toi enjoy!
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Her bright blue eyes shone, unlike most kids the eyes were not filled with happiness, but with tears.
“S-s-stop!” her voice shook with pain and she was struck across the face with another sharp projectile. Three figures emerged through the smoke two of them were a lot smaller than the other.
“Pathetic! toi call yourself my protégé?” One spat venomously the other gave an evil cackle, the other just smirked. And another projectile sliced through the air, she barely...

With the World Premiere of Divided We Fall right around the corner, I thought I should give toi guys an update as to WHA to expect in the most influential book in Red Revenge history.


Release Dates

September 29th: WORLD PREMIERE!!!
"Ominous Prophecy"
"Hell On Earth"
"Loss of Life"


September 30th:
"Trapper Part 1"


October 1st:
"Trapper Part 2"


October 2nd:
"Trapper Part 3"


October 3rd:
"Trapper Part 4"


October 4th:
"Trapper Part 5"


October 5th:
"Meanwhile..."
"Jolt"


October 6th:
"Blind as a Bat"

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That's the schedule for the week-long...

Heh.. don't kill me?! *dodges angry fanfic readers* Hey! This is the seconde to last part and it's the main climax with the most fight scenes! It's the longest and I wrote it quickly because I knew I had to but at least it's done, right?!?!?!
Read and commentaire (if toi want), a little bit of fluff near the end...
:D Thanks for sticking with me, even through the not-so-well written fight scenes!!

Stepping out onto the nearly empty square before the hall, Fin winced at the echoing claque, smack of her boots on the concrete. Anyone in the square looked towards her, some grinning and running towards the hall...

About half of this will not make sense to some people (because I bring in a new minor/major detail), but i really wanted to write something and this is what I got. plus info soon to follow!


This high up -20 stories at least- the wind was a freezing tendral. But, as promised par its designer, the cold whisps didn't touch my skin through the skin-tight suit that covered almost every inch of my body. From my neck to my wrists to my ankles, the black fire-resistant, bullet-proof, millimeter-thick silky armor sheilded my skin from the natural elements. Fingerless gloves covered my hands, and, as always,...

Alright, hope the titre got your attention. I HAVE finalized my plan (pretty much) for the Red Revenge DC Universe story. That's right, I'm almost done! Two livres to go!!! Schedule:



Book 1- "Revenge ou Redemption"
RELEASED


Book 2- "Jericho"
CANCELLED


Book 3- "Ravage"
RELEASED


Book 4- "Divided We Fall"
IN PROGRESS


Book 5- "Infinite"
TOP SECRET!!!


Book 6- "What Matters?"
PLANNING STAGES


Book 7 (Part 1)- "Return"
UNTOUCHED


Book 7 (Part 2)- "Invasion"
UNTOUCHED


Book 7 (Part 3)- "War"
UNTOUCHED

{FINALE!!!}



Alright, I know! I know! I'm an idiot! 4 + 2 = 7 is WRONG!!!! I know! But remember I a dit "I've got two plus to...

Name: Sailor Castello

Hero Name: Imagine

Age: 15

Power: Able to animate anything she draws ou sees on paper par touching it with the tip of her index finger. She is also able to enter others dreamlands, and has no choice to enter her own when she sleeps.

Apperance: 5'7", blue-y eyes, purple hair (or anything that she chooses to dye it), thin-yet-exercised build

Personality: Very animated, not afraid to be herself and speak her mind, like a toned down Mercy, pretty much always smiling, very curious, loves making others smile

Civvies: Lightwashed skinny jeans, cowboy boots, white blouse, dark leather...

I have too many ideas! XD

Name: Ameri
Alias: Himeros
Occupation: hero; student at Central High
Appearance: Ameri has purple hair and purple eyes. His costume is black and, when he wears it, his hair and eyes become darker than normal.
Powers: sees desire, empath, telekinetic energy manipulation
History: There is nothing known about his past. He has no physical memory of his past and has no known family. He refuses to have people take blood from him. While he has no memory of growing up, he knows that he is a human, even if altered slightly. Ameri's vision is enhanced so he can see things clearly....

The shack was abandoned, crumbling, the roof sagging, one mur completely destroyed, another caved inwards creating a l’espace underneath that served as the only protection from the elements. In this opening, this crawl-space, she sat, huddled, shivering, straining to see in the thick darkness that surrounded her. How long had she been in here, she didn’t know. Why did her gauging power have to fail her so easily? How long had she been gone from Tesla’s clutches, and how long until he’d get her back?
She sighed, wondering if anyone missed her back at the cave. She longed to go back, but...

Revenge stood on the corner of a skyscraper. The night had been uneventful so far. émeraude was at the base trying to track down Dealer. Surprisingly, Reaper had not escaped prison yet. It surprised Red Revenge. Although Reaper had murdered his father, the man didn't know Red Revenge was Samuel Grant. His arrival always complicated things.

Revenge sighed. The last time he had faced Reaper was two years ago. It had been a small battle, hadn't even made the news. Reaper had escaped and Revenge had caught him and thrown him back. It was Page 3 in the Local section if memory served.

Red Revenge's...

"What the hell took so long?" Draxx asked.
 
"I a dit ten minutes."
 
"No! toi a dit five!"
 
"Ten!"
 
"No, five!"
 
"Hey!" another officer interrupted. "We've got forty hostages inside?"
 
"Right." Revenge said, stepping towards the bank. As soon as he got to the door, the building exploded. Completely. The windows shattered and melted in the air. The supports gave out and the building fell in on itself, feu engulfing the area, scorching the police vehicles black. Those in front of the cars were burned alive. The smell of charred flesh was clear in the air as Revenge was thrown a block and a half...

This was originally going to be a collab between me, InfinityYJ, and DeltaYJ, but we decided to go with a different idea instead. I still wanted to write this one though, so...here! Warning: This will probably be written pretty slowly, since it’s a side project from Broken Wings, but toi never know.

The scarlet flames licked at the cobblestones, soaked with blood and murky water from the récent rain. They stood, at either end of the courtyard, staring each other down, the phoenix-girl with the flames erupting from her hands at one end, the two others, terrified beyond measure, at the other....

She’d taken the hoverboard that Mercy had left behind in their fight. She’d disabled the trackers already, but there was a lingering feeling in her gut that they’d know she was coming anyway.
The board had an autopilot feature, so she used it, latching her feet onto the bottom. The wind whipped at her face as she passed par houses and other buildings. I’m not ready, it suddenly dawned on her why she was so queasy and unsure. She wasn’t ready to face off against the people she’d been with for months. She already thought of Dinah as an aunt, and Clark, even when he was being an ass,...

Distances are man-made. Rather she wanted it ou not, she created it. Solemnly, the woman clad in black stalked  the scene: sirens blaring, whips cracking, booms echoing and a howl to set the hairs on her arms straight. Nerves began shaking uncomfortably underneath her long inhale. Exhaling uneasiness out her system, she no longer had the cœur, coeur to watch the show. Sliding her goggles into places, the cat took her leap.

Heels scoffed as they claque, smack pavement, she tumbled vers l'avant, vers l’avant just to land back onto her feet but before she was able to execute her escape any further, this cat was caught. Picking...