Note: For anyone not up to speed with my one hundred and then some OCs, the small child = Alek, the hero/ Tara's boyfriend/ that guy who was practically Ary's brother but toi all shipped them anyway. Dr. Felis is the bad guy and Aleksander's father, though Al doesn't know that until he's older. It'll make plus sense later.
The sun remained high in the sky, yet the air itself was practically frozen. Each breath promised a renewal of biting frost to the lungs and an exhale of smoke as white as the snow clinging to the grass. The men in black that marched toward the cliff were as silent as the flurries descending from the gathering clouds, though were much less likely to dance in the winds. The squadron reached their destination and strewn themselves into a line ten feet from where the white ground dropped to the dark sea clawing at the cliff side.
Behind the line stopped three individuals. Two were also members of the squad, with the same black vests and the same AK-47s. The child between them was a fourth their age and almost half their height. His clothes were thin and his head bare except for the sparse buzz cut, yet there was another reason for his shivering. The guards stood on either side of him and stared straight ahead as the others did, even as the last of the party arrived.
A tall man joined the group, accompanied par the last of the squadron. He could have been handsome if not for the deep frown lines. He stopped at the end of the line and looked to the small child staring up at him with soft verdant eyes. The doctor's voice cut through the icy air with the force of a punch. "X-Au13. Your primary objective is to create a mind and body for yourself that exceeds all else. No distractions can be allowed. No loyalties can be formed. toi have deterred from your objective." The hammer of a voice dropped in grave dissatisfaction, "You have disappointed me."
The black chiens that had so nicely lined up for their master were thrown their meat. It stumbled before the line before falling to a kneel. The bent head of short midnight locks matched the ebony berets of the dogs. Similarly, the wings immobilized par chains cross-crossing his torso were as dark as a raven's. The pistolets were raised with eager muzzles directed at the winged man. The small boy who had been still and silent until then jerked vers l'avant, vers l’avant with a cry. The duet assigned to him grabbed him and held him back.
"No!" the child screamed, "Let Michel alone! He did nothing wrong! I'll take his punishment! Please!"
The doctor residing over the arrangement looked to the kneeling winged-man with something like amusement. When he spoke, his words were English, but his accent Russian. "Will toi let the boy do all the begging for you?" In response, Michel raised his head and rose to his feet. The chains that kept his wings wrapped tightly to his body clinked with the movement. There were tears in his jeans where drying blood soaked them, yet the skin beneath had already healed. His eyes were normally twin black stars that promised only truth, but now were hard obsidian as they traveled back to the doctor.
"You are a coward, Dr. Felis," he accused with the boldness not of someone facing a firing squad. "The boy looks to me as a role model and a friend. Your fear that he'll learn to care for me over toi is well placed. I will do nothing to harm him as toi have done, and that includes allow him to see me reduced to nothing but a pitiful, begging mess as your men's bullets rip me to ribbons."
Dr. Felis shrugged. It made no difference wether the winged man stood ou knelt when he was cut to ribbons. Michel had backed up to the edge of the cliff as if to put distance between him and the assault rifles pointed at him. A signal from the doctor told the chiens to sic their meal, ten fingers all pulling the triggers at the same time. Only the little boy was watching Michel closely enough to see him mouth one word before taking a step back and disappearing over the edge.
The boy, only ever called Subject X-Au13 par Dr. Felis, cried out as his friend disappeared from sight. The pistolets stopped firing. The doctor continued grinning. Then the grinning ceased as well when there was suddenly a buffeting of wind as a man rose above the cliff, wings spanning do wide that the sun was blotted out behind him, turning him into a silhouette of vengeance. The AK-47s were fired wildly and the boy used the distraction to followed the order mouthed to him just before Michel had dropped off the cliff and broken the chains with the force of fiercely expanding his wings. "Run."
Should I continue? Just a warning, this has no happy ending.
The sun remained high in the sky, yet the air itself was practically frozen. Each breath promised a renewal of biting frost to the lungs and an exhale of smoke as white as the snow clinging to the grass. The men in black that marched toward the cliff were as silent as the flurries descending from the gathering clouds, though were much less likely to dance in the winds. The squadron reached their destination and strewn themselves into a line ten feet from where the white ground dropped to the dark sea clawing at the cliff side.
Behind the line stopped three individuals. Two were also members of the squad, with the same black vests and the same AK-47s. The child between them was a fourth their age and almost half their height. His clothes were thin and his head bare except for the sparse buzz cut, yet there was another reason for his shivering. The guards stood on either side of him and stared straight ahead as the others did, even as the last of the party arrived.
A tall man joined the group, accompanied par the last of the squadron. He could have been handsome if not for the deep frown lines. He stopped at the end of the line and looked to the small child staring up at him with soft verdant eyes. The doctor's voice cut through the icy air with the force of a punch. "X-Au13. Your primary objective is to create a mind and body for yourself that exceeds all else. No distractions can be allowed. No loyalties can be formed. toi have deterred from your objective." The hammer of a voice dropped in grave dissatisfaction, "You have disappointed me."
The black chiens that had so nicely lined up for their master were thrown their meat. It stumbled before the line before falling to a kneel. The bent head of short midnight locks matched the ebony berets of the dogs. Similarly, the wings immobilized par chains cross-crossing his torso were as dark as a raven's. The pistolets were raised with eager muzzles directed at the winged man. The small boy who had been still and silent until then jerked vers l'avant, vers l’avant with a cry. The duet assigned to him grabbed him and held him back.
"No!" the child screamed, "Let Michel alone! He did nothing wrong! I'll take his punishment! Please!"
The doctor residing over the arrangement looked to the kneeling winged-man with something like amusement. When he spoke, his words were English, but his accent Russian. "Will toi let the boy do all the begging for you?" In response, Michel raised his head and rose to his feet. The chains that kept his wings wrapped tightly to his body clinked with the movement. There were tears in his jeans where drying blood soaked them, yet the skin beneath had already healed. His eyes were normally twin black stars that promised only truth, but now were hard obsidian as they traveled back to the doctor.
"You are a coward, Dr. Felis," he accused with the boldness not of someone facing a firing squad. "The boy looks to me as a role model and a friend. Your fear that he'll learn to care for me over toi is well placed. I will do nothing to harm him as toi have done, and that includes allow him to see me reduced to nothing but a pitiful, begging mess as your men's bullets rip me to ribbons."
Dr. Felis shrugged. It made no difference wether the winged man stood ou knelt when he was cut to ribbons. Michel had backed up to the edge of the cliff as if to put distance between him and the assault rifles pointed at him. A signal from the doctor told the chiens to sic their meal, ten fingers all pulling the triggers at the same time. Only the little boy was watching Michel closely enough to see him mouth one word before taking a step back and disappearing over the edge.
The boy, only ever called Subject X-Au13 par Dr. Felis, cried out as his friend disappeared from sight. The pistolets stopped firing. The doctor continued grinning. Then the grinning ceased as well when there was suddenly a buffeting of wind as a man rose above the cliff, wings spanning do wide that the sun was blotted out behind him, turning him into a silhouette of vengeance. The AK-47s were fired wildly and the boy used the distraction to followed the order mouthed to him just before Michel had dropped off the cliff and broken the chains with the force of fiercely expanding his wings. "Run."
Should I continue? Just a warning, this has no happy ending.
Daily Episode
jour Thirty-Four:
Static Shock Episode Nineteen: "Sunspots"
Link: link
Summary:
When sunspots appear, they can control Static's powers, sometimes causing his magnetic force to rage and become out of control, while other times, his powers simply vanish. Until the sunspots disappear (which is unpredictable), Static has no control over his powers at all.
YOUNG JUSTICE JOINS THE COUNTDOWN EPISODES TOMORROW!!!!!!!!
We're gong from "Independence Day" to "Happy New Year" to "Depths"!!!!!!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
jour Thirty-Four:
Static Shock Episode Nineteen: "Sunspots"
Link: link
Summary:
When sunspots appear, they can control Static's powers, sometimes causing his magnetic force to rage and become out of control, while other times, his powers simply vanish. Until the sunspots disappear (which is unpredictable), Static has no control over his powers at all.
YOUNG JUSTICE JOINS THE COUNTDOWN EPISODES TOMORROW!!!!!!!!
We're gong from "Independence Day" to "Happy New Year" to "Depths"!!!!!!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
SUPER IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT ABOUT THE POSSIBILITY OF ARROWETTE (CISSIE KING-JONES) APPEARING IN YOUNG JUSTICE.
Okay, here are the facts, confirmed par Greg Weissman himself:
As of 2.05 "Bloodlines" Cissie is 14. Bart is 14.
When asked about Cissie, Greg at first stated Cissie's ten seconde cameo was merely a "taste"
Bart and Cissie had a romantic relationship in the comics.
Cissie King-Jones did appear in "Insecurity". (She was the blonde girl fascinated with Arty saving her dad.
Greg refuses to confirmer ou deny the archer in the poster is male ou female. Though it is most likely male.
GREG WEISSMAN HAS STATED THAT IF donné ENOUGH EPISODES (Season 3/4) CISSIE KING-JONES WILL RETURN AS ARROWETTE!!!!!!
Also: Sme artwork from the guy who does the artwork for YJ:
link
Okay, here are the facts, confirmed par Greg Weissman himself:
As of 2.05 "Bloodlines" Cissie is 14. Bart is 14.
When asked about Cissie, Greg at first stated Cissie's ten seconde cameo was merely a "taste"
Bart and Cissie had a romantic relationship in the comics.
Cissie King-Jones did appear in "Insecurity". (She was the blonde girl fascinated with Arty saving her dad.
Greg refuses to confirmer ou deny the archer in the poster is male ou female. Though it is most likely male.
GREG WEISSMAN HAS STATED THAT IF donné ENOUGH EPISODES (Season 3/4) CISSIE KING-JONES WILL RETURN AS ARROWETTE!!!!!!
Also: Sme artwork from the guy who does the artwork for YJ:
link
FIVE commentaires FRO TOTALLY DIFFERENT USERS!!!!!
Daily Episode
jour Thirty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Thirteen: "Brother-Sister Act"
Link: link
Summary:
Static juggles fighting criminal siblings and trying to throw Sharon off his tail when she begins to believe Virgil is Static.
In this episode, Sharon wises up. But wait until toi see the firs big superstar appearance tomorrow!!! (Daily Episodes back to their regular times!!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
Daily Episode
jour Thirty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Thirteen: "Brother-Sister Act"
Link: link
Summary:
Static juggles fighting criminal siblings and trying to throw Sharon off his tail when she begins to believe Virgil is Static.
In this episode, Sharon wises up. But wait until toi see the firs big superstar appearance tomorrow!!! (Daily Episodes back to their regular times!!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
age: 15
gender: male
powers: he has the power to see someones actions and copy their moves exactly the same. (( but he cant copy superpowers unfortunatley))
skills: he has skills in fighting and outsmarting his eneimes with his big mouth.
appearance: dark brown hair but can be different shade of brown depending on lighting and has brown eyes that can fade to green at times ou blue.
Personality: he is very friendly to people around him and is often very funny and a practical jokester when he wants to be and makes funny faces ou funny noises to get people to smile.
others: his eyes change color to the person hes copying. and he has a cute laugh
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Two:
Static Shock Episode Ten: "Junior"
Link: link
Summary:
Edwin Alva Jr., does whatever he can to earn his father's respect, even going so far as to discover a method to control the effects of the Big Bang fluid. However, Alva completely dismisses his son, causing him to become angry and become Omnifarius, destroying everything his father holds dear with catastrophic results.
SOOOOOOOOO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!!!!!!!! My baby(iest) bro had a pizza party for four hours this morning, then my baby(middle) bro had swimming for three hours immediately afterward and a four heure birthday party (still going on), but I found some time to get this out!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
jour Forty-Two:
Static Shock Episode Ten: "Junior"
Link: link
Summary:
Edwin Alva Jr., does whatever he can to earn his father's respect, even going so far as to discover a method to control the effects of the Big Bang fluid. However, Alva completely dismisses his son, causing him to become angry and become Omnifarius, destroying everything his father holds dear with catastrophic results.
SOOOOOOOOO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!!!!!!!! My baby(iest) bro had a pizza party for four hours this morning, then my baby(middle) bro had swimming for three hours immediately afterward and a four heure birthday party (still going on), but I found some time to get this out!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
Link: link
Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives accueil early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture par Ebon.
jour Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
Link: link
Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives accueil early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture par Ebon.