Just something I wrote on a whim. Sil, don't feel like toi have to write a response to this. That's only if toi think toi may want to. Again, it doesn't really relate to her feelings now. plus like the past of a few months ago. Hope toi enjoy!!!
She sat facing the window, her back supported par the piece of mur there. The pane had been opened and a fresh breeze came in, entering her lungs and filling her with a strong sense of life. The jour was warm with a cool breeze that came by, shaking the leaves together in their trees to applaud the sun on it's performance of dawning. Many people passed under her gaze, not one of them being truly noticed as her mind wandered to deeper places of solitude. Her hair was braided down her back, it's rich color shining in the sun's brilliance. Had it not been for the musique playing from her player, she would have already been kidnapped from the living and off to different worlds of enchantment. A plastic cup full of her favori drink appeared before her eyes and she blinked, turning to see the onyx haired girl sipping away at her own drink happily.
“I thought toi might need one.”
“What for?”
The other just shrugged her shoulders and leaned against the mur as she took the offered beverage.
“You were on my mind a lot recently. I decided to check up on you.”
“Oh.”
“Well...how are you?”
“Tired. A bit sore with the heat. Maybe a little confused.”
“Why confused?”
The auburn haired girl looked into brown eyes much like her own.
“My emotions and my head are at war with each other.”
Becca slowly nodded her head and sat beside her.
“Wanna talk about it?”
“Not in detail. I'm just.....I hate myself for it. I know he loves me; I know that I l’amour him. But I'm so jealous of her. She went through the hardest time of his life. They had something. I don't really want to be the one who experiences everything with him; somethings we need to do it on our own. But I feel like I'm being compared to her on all levels.”
“By her toi mean Whisper, I assume. Is Alek comparing toi to her?”
“No. I am. I feel this desire to be better than her, to be better than myself. It's that feeling toi get when toi know what the right path to choose is, but toi want to know what's down that other road. I want to know how I stand. I can't push myself anymore but I just....”
“You just want to be told she doesn't matter like toi do.”
She nodded her head as a few silent tears left her eyes, tears she had hid to keep him smiling. Because she knew he'd end up blaming himself for this.
“It's not his fault. It's mine. I want to matter to someone. I want to be needed.”
She looked him in the eye, putting the voice recorder into her pocket. He just stared blankly back at her, the wheels in his mind working to figure a solution.
“I think toi have some work to do.”
She sat facing the window, her back supported par the piece of mur there. The pane had been opened and a fresh breeze came in, entering her lungs and filling her with a strong sense of life. The jour was warm with a cool breeze that came by, shaking the leaves together in their trees to applaud the sun on it's performance of dawning. Many people passed under her gaze, not one of them being truly noticed as her mind wandered to deeper places of solitude. Her hair was braided down her back, it's rich color shining in the sun's brilliance. Had it not been for the musique playing from her player, she would have already been kidnapped from the living and off to different worlds of enchantment. A plastic cup full of her favori drink appeared before her eyes and she blinked, turning to see the onyx haired girl sipping away at her own drink happily.
“I thought toi might need one.”
“What for?”
The other just shrugged her shoulders and leaned against the mur as she took the offered beverage.
“You were on my mind a lot recently. I decided to check up on you.”
“Oh.”
“Well...how are you?”
“Tired. A bit sore with the heat. Maybe a little confused.”
“Why confused?”
The auburn haired girl looked into brown eyes much like her own.
“My emotions and my head are at war with each other.”
Becca slowly nodded her head and sat beside her.
“Wanna talk about it?”
“Not in detail. I'm just.....I hate myself for it. I know he loves me; I know that I l’amour him. But I'm so jealous of her. She went through the hardest time of his life. They had something. I don't really want to be the one who experiences everything with him; somethings we need to do it on our own. But I feel like I'm being compared to her on all levels.”
“By her toi mean Whisper, I assume. Is Alek comparing toi to her?”
“No. I am. I feel this desire to be better than her, to be better than myself. It's that feeling toi get when toi know what the right path to choose is, but toi want to know what's down that other road. I want to know how I stand. I can't push myself anymore but I just....”
“You just want to be told she doesn't matter like toi do.”
She nodded her head as a few silent tears left her eyes, tears she had hid to keep him smiling. Because she knew he'd end up blaming himself for this.
“It's not his fault. It's mine. I want to matter to someone. I want to be needed.”
She looked him in the eye, putting the voice recorder into her pocket. He just stared blankly back at her, the wheels in his mind working to figure a solution.
“I think toi have some work to do.”
Name: Shade
Occupation: Hero
Secret ID: Gwen Thermopiles
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair, or eyes, tall and willowy.
Powers: Can make her self invisible and can make very strong force fields.
Hero costume: Black and silver unitard, silver utility belt, black gloves that can hold a holographic computer, and black boots.
Civvies: Blue shirt, purple jacket, quarter pant blue jeans and Nike basketball, basket-ball shoes.
Personality: Bold, Strong and can sometimes be a bit shifty.
Past: Past is unknown.
Occupation: Hero
Secret ID: Gwen Thermopiles
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair, or eyes, tall and willowy.
Powers: Can make her self invisible and can make very strong force fields.
Hero costume: Black and silver unitard, silver utility belt, black gloves that can hold a holographic computer, and black boots.
Civvies: Blue shirt, purple jacket, quarter pant blue jeans and Nike basketball, basket-ball shoes.
Personality: Bold, Strong and can sometimes be a bit shifty.
Past: Past is unknown.
Name: McKenzie Styles
Alias: Nudge
Occupation: Villain
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Powers: Flight (wings), telekinesis, ability to inflict a mental illusion of burning pain, expert hacker, experct gunsman, Posses some magic, superspeed, superstrength, perfect vision, and great hearing
Past: Created as a experiment just like Fang, Nudge escaped at the age of 9 along with Max, Izzy, The Gasman, Angel, and Kylie. She traveled wherever Fang went, except when it came to dealing with Seraphs. Nudge was a hero, until her powers spiraled and went out of control. Turning her eyes completely red.
Notes: -Nudge has a 10 an old brother named Keaton
-Nudge has long hair in civvies and short hair in villain
-She is part vampire
-Nudge now has black bat wings.
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control feu and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever toi want
Appearance: long orange hair (now tied up in either a ponytail ou pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
1: Tell Me Im Bubbly
2: Tell Me Fang Loves Me
3: Fang Pokes me. :P
4: Say Gadge Is Wierd.
5: Say Im Wierd
6: Take Away My Icecream.
7: Say I Cant Go On A Mission Because Im Pregnant
8: Poke Me And Run Away Screaming
9: Poke me
10: Poke me While Eating A Hot Dog.
(You get the point :P)
11: Say Fang Is Goth
12: Lock Me In A rose Room
13: Threaten Devin
14: Poke Fang
15: Rip Me Off
16: Threaten My Friends
17: Die My Hair
18: Let Me Sleep On The Floor
19: toi Keep pop corn, maïs soufflé Away From Me
And Finally, The One Thing That Will Get toi Killed
20: Take Away My Pistol(AND DIE)
I am going to regret this
1) I have made an account on Quizilla.com and am currently posting articles on there. They're called Barrier and are par Archers98Rule (me).
2)I also made an account on fanfiction.net, but use it less frequently. I go par Enchantress98
3) I will not be conmtinuing my current articles on this site. It will be continuing on some of the above sites (as soon as I figure out how to work fanfiction.net)
So, yeah. That's it. I'll give toi guys mises à jour about when chapters are posté and still participate in everything, I just won't be an active writer anymore. And feel free to contact me par PM on any of the sites telling me where I should go suivant with my articles. TTYL :)
~Skittles98