New series, takes place two years into the future. link. Enjoy!
Hope toi enjoy!
Jacob was a drug dealer. He worked late nights in Trinity, out in the open. No one stopped him; the police force was corrupted, and the Heroes of the League were always too busy to pay any attention to this city. So he went about his business .
Tonight, however, something seemed different. He could feel someone watching him as he walked home. But whenever he turned, there was no one, no one at all. Shaking his head, he continued on. If toi studied him, toi could see how managed to déplacer a little plus quickly this time.
This continued on for a week ou so. One night, however, when he was less than a quarter away from his home, he turned once plus out of what had become habit. His eyes widened when he saw a glint of a silver blade on the ground. A divisé, split seconde later, and the couteau ignited into sudden flame. Dropping the bravado, he turned and sprinted towards home, not looking back again.
He never made it to the front door.
The suivant morning, policemen found Jacob in a jail cell, handcuffed, with a piece of tape on his mouth. They wondered to themselves who among them had done it. All guesses were put to rest when a mysterious note, handwritten, appeared, and suddenly the crime rate was becoming diminished due to a step up in the force. In less than a week, the once empty cells were filled with common bank robbers and drug dealers, and in a few plus days, some murderers as well.
And the ones they couldn’t catch, the heads of the drug cartels and the owners of the brothels; those ones were found on the streets, wrapped in wires and handcuffed. suivant to each one they found a few ashes and a or feather. They didn’t know how it had happened, but the innocents and the police of Trinity were sure.
There was a hero watching over them.
~/:::::\~
Trinity wasn’t much to deal with. The highest low lifes she’d found were nothing compared to the Joker, ou Luthor. Bludhaven had worse criminals in that city. But someone had already claimed that one, so she’d settled with the suivant best thing.
And, over time, she supposed that if someone was insanely smart enough, they’d become a match for her. Perhaps a couple of old Friends would visit her, and she wouldn’t just have a rival, she’d have a complete opposite. A true ‘nemesis.’
She knew for a fact that each hero in the Justice League had a nemesis. Not that she wanted to be part of the League. That was the last thing on her ‘to-do’ list...
Right after bringing peace to the entire world, and apologizing to someone she’d never apologize to.
She layed back on the bed, stripping off her tight boots and rubbing the callouses of her feet. She felt her hair in her eyes, and she allowed a small smile to grace her lips.
“So this is what it feels like. To be on your own...” Kyra stretched out, returned her eyes to their natural blue color, and changed into pajamas. Then she curled up under the covers and started scrolling through the songs on her iPod as if she hadn’t just taken on the responsibility of her own city.
Hope toi enjoy!
Jacob was a drug dealer. He worked late nights in Trinity, out in the open. No one stopped him; the police force was corrupted, and the Heroes of the League were always too busy to pay any attention to this city. So he went about his business .
Tonight, however, something seemed different. He could feel someone watching him as he walked home. But whenever he turned, there was no one, no one at all. Shaking his head, he continued on. If toi studied him, toi could see how managed to déplacer a little plus quickly this time.
This continued on for a week ou so. One night, however, when he was less than a quarter away from his home, he turned once plus out of what had become habit. His eyes widened when he saw a glint of a silver blade on the ground. A divisé, split seconde later, and the couteau ignited into sudden flame. Dropping the bravado, he turned and sprinted towards home, not looking back again.
He never made it to the front door.
The suivant morning, policemen found Jacob in a jail cell, handcuffed, with a piece of tape on his mouth. They wondered to themselves who among them had done it. All guesses were put to rest when a mysterious note, handwritten, appeared, and suddenly the crime rate was becoming diminished due to a step up in the force. In less than a week, the once empty cells were filled with common bank robbers and drug dealers, and in a few plus days, some murderers as well.
And the ones they couldn’t catch, the heads of the drug cartels and the owners of the brothels; those ones were found on the streets, wrapped in wires and handcuffed. suivant to each one they found a few ashes and a or feather. They didn’t know how it had happened, but the innocents and the police of Trinity were sure.
There was a hero watching over them.
~/:::::\~
Trinity wasn’t much to deal with. The highest low lifes she’d found were nothing compared to the Joker, ou Luthor. Bludhaven had worse criminals in that city. But someone had already claimed that one, so she’d settled with the suivant best thing.
And, over time, she supposed that if someone was insanely smart enough, they’d become a match for her. Perhaps a couple of old Friends would visit her, and she wouldn’t just have a rival, she’d have a complete opposite. A true ‘nemesis.’
She knew for a fact that each hero in the Justice League had a nemesis. Not that she wanted to be part of the League. That was the last thing on her ‘to-do’ list...
Right after bringing peace to the entire world, and apologizing to someone she’d never apologize to.
She layed back on the bed, stripping off her tight boots and rubbing the callouses of her feet. She felt her hair in her eyes, and she allowed a small smile to grace her lips.
“So this is what it feels like. To be on your own...” Kyra stretched out, returned her eyes to their natural blue color, and changed into pajamas. Then she curled up under the covers and started scrolling through the songs on her iPod as if she hadn’t just taken on the responsibility of her own city.
1. Make a really stupid joke that a 5 an old might laugh at. Ex) knock-knock jokes, chicken crossing the road jokes.
2. Start jouer la comédie like a little kid with her.
3. Shooting colored paintballs with a gun.
4. Falling down on purpose
5. Being afraid of an animal she turns into
6. Copying her
7. Sing Disney songs with her
8. Dance on the table, tableau with her
9. Randomly start yelling about things that don’t make any sense
10. Babies
11. Bratz poupées (cause their feet are bigger than their heads)
12. Sponge Bob and Plankton chant the F.U.N song
13. Jello (cause when toi poke it, it wobbles like a hula girl)
14. GUMMY BEARS!!!!
15. Mel slapping people
16. Guys wearing Tuxedo T-shirts
17. Kittens
18. Guys striking out
19. Tom and Jerry (old not new)
20. Casper the Ghost
21. Smiling sun in cartoons
22. The word asperges
23. Asking for fruit punch
24. Clowns
25. People saying they are going to kick another person’s butt
2. Start jouer la comédie like a little kid with her.
3. Shooting colored paintballs with a gun.
4. Falling down on purpose
5. Being afraid of an animal she turns into
6. Copying her
7. Sing Disney songs with her
8. Dance on the table, tableau with her
9. Randomly start yelling about things that don’t make any sense
10. Babies
11. Bratz poupées (cause their feet are bigger than their heads)
12. Sponge Bob and Plankton chant the F.U.N song
13. Jello (cause when toi poke it, it wobbles like a hula girl)
14. GUMMY BEARS!!!!
15. Mel slapping people
16. Guys wearing Tuxedo T-shirts
17. Kittens
18. Guys striking out
19. Tom and Jerry (old not new)
20. Casper the Ghost
21. Smiling sun in cartoons
22. The word asperges
23. Asking for fruit punch
24. Clowns
25. People saying they are going to kick another person’s butt
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Nine:
Static Shock Episode Four: "Grounded"
Link: link
Summary: While analyzing a part of an amoeba mutated par the Big Bang, Virgil and Richie become locked in school late at night with the protesting journalism class, led par Frieda.
What's the lesson from this? Don't use your school lab for superhero research unless you're (a) dressed as a dit superhero ou (b) you're positive no one will get harmed par the experiment. Listen to that, Virgil.
jour Forty-Nine:
Static Shock Episode Four: "Grounded"
Link: link
Summary: While analyzing a part of an amoeba mutated par the Big Bang, Virgil and Richie become locked in school late at night with the protesting journalism class, led par Frieda.
What's the lesson from this? Don't use your school lab for superhero research unless you're (a) dressed as a dit superhero ou (b) you're positive no one will get harmed par the experiment. Listen to that, Virgil.
Alias: Arwin
Age: 16
Occupation/Alliance: Hero
Appearance: Long black hair, orange eyes, 5' 5"
Powers/skills/weapons: powers over the element earth, martial arts, and her family heir loom (a magic staff)
Personality: Withdrawn, optimistic, kind, brave, courageous, shy, cynical, hard-working, loyal
History: After being donné into the care of her grandparents without warning Lana's parents mysteriously went missing. Lana discovered their family heir loom when she went looking for her parents a an later. She took the heir loom into her possesion after lire a note left with the heir loom par her parents. When she was fifteen she left her grandparents to train her powers. After training for three years and discovering many things Lana returned to her grandparent's house to find them gone. From that point on Lana decided that secrets only killed people rather than kept the safe.