This totally messes with the ToF timeline, sowwz KFf~
Hailey paused in the doorway, her message dying on her lips. It was rude to spy on someone, but the way his shoulders slumped vers l'avant, vers l’avant with the weight of the world, face hidden in his hand, rigid and still as stone, made her hesitate. "It's not your fault," she stated finally. As expected, he straightened with the emotions wiped from his face. He wouldn't let her see him weak, not now. Even with his shoulder in a sling, his leg mutilated, his neck heavily bandaged, discipline brought a sternest to his posture that made her hesitate to even consider him injured.
"I shouldn't have Lost my temper," he replied quietly. He averted his eyes from her as his composure faltered. "I know how fragile she is. I just...she wouldn't stop asking why, over and over, and I just exploded."
"You're allowed to be frustrated sometimes," she pointed out, even knowing the words were Lost on someone who had tried to shake years of having the emotions beat out of him, but reverted back to his old ways. "You both were heated. toi can apologize later."
"No," he replied after a moment, glancing over at the ring sitting on the nightstand, as if he had no right to touch it ou even look directly at it. "It'll be better this way. She needs someone stronger. All of her Friends knew I wasn't good enough for her, and they were right. Even if she just needed me, but didn't l’amour me, I barely deserve that."
"Aleksander!" she snapped, catching his face in her hands. She wanted to smoosh his cheeks and force him to understand how much he deserved a slice of happiness for all he had sacrificed.
The door suddenly banged open before Hailey could attempt it. Aleksander's sister stood there, soaking wet, her eyes wide and wet with fearful tears. "They're here."
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They had a plan so perfect, with so many contingency plans, that Hailey had really thought they would make it out safely. But her best friend hadn't counted on betrayal as a factor.
Standing over them now, in the courtyard they had been dragged into, Hailey glared up at their captor with intense hate. But Octavia Rurik only glared at the man--crippled so badly he had been literally dragged out so roughly that his leg wound gushed blood though its bandages. He was rigid as stone, battling the morphine that made his body heavy and the pain that threatened to shatter his mind, but even those wouldn't stop him from returning the glare with a maddeningly even stare.
Octavia Rurik growled at his refusal to break and motioned a hand. Hailey cried out as a hand yanked her up par her hair. Instantly, the crippled man was gone, and suddenly a beast like none Hailey had ever known stood in his place.
His shoulder, neck, and leg now bled fervently. They made his stance strange and stained his moonlight-white fourrure a horrible bright red. Hailey associated the animal with a wolf, but the ebony horns arching back behind his ears with points sharp as swords, were too demonic to be considered natural.
The beast snarled, but stayed in place as soon as Octavia Rurik pressed a couteau to Hailey's belly. "People are wondering if it's yours," the traitor relayed with a malicious acid in her voice. "But it's not, is it? After all, you're the only one of your kind. Not only a Velesian wolf. They're just named after a god, just stronger, bigger, faster--and don't forget horned, because that's what happens when a line of shape-shifters mix with a warlock family as powerful as the Ruriks..."
Octavia raised her other hand, a Glock pointed at his head. "Bow, cousin," she growled, "Aleksander Rurik-Romanov, Son of Rome, Prince of Russia. Put your nose to the stones at my feet."
The creature's eyes went to Hailey. They were the same ice blue of the boy she loved plus than anything else, her best friend in the whole world, and still missing their light. "It's okay," she told him gently, "I will never think anything less of you."
So the loup looked at the witch and started to lower his head. Octavia Rurik forgot the couteau to put both hands on the gun. And the loup launched at her, with a snarl that deafened Hailey. The gun's blast deafened her again. She shook her head, disoriented. Then, suddenly, the villain gripping her hair released his grip and collapsed. Something had ripped his head clean off, spraying blood on Hailey and everything else. But she didn't care. She was staring at the giant form in front of her, soft and white as snow except where blood red.
Hailey screamed and fell beside the great wolf. He lay still under her shaking hands. She couldn't look, not at the couteau wound cutting across his eye. Hailey quickly pressed her hands against the bullet hole in his chest, willing the blood to stop pouring from her friend. Vaguely, the young woman was aware of the screams around her, but they were a million miles away. She pressed her face into his fourrure and sobbed his name over and over, begging him to go back. Go back inside, go back to Paris where they had met, go somewhere else far away.
Eventually, his sister halted her massacre. Bodies were strewn everywhere. Ripped to pieces, limbs and flesh and blood declaring her pain. A gun was lowered at Hailey's head, a bullet threatening to cut down another person that Ana cared about. Silently, Ana wondered how Octavia Rurik was so evil. The redhead fell to her knees across from Hailey. A high-pitched whine came from the loup under her hands, and his sister gently stroked his fourrure to calm him.
"Please, don't stop fighting," she whispered as plus pistolets joined, pointing at them from all directions. "Just like dad said, everything will be okay if toi just keep fighting."
Hailey paused in the doorway, her message dying on her lips. It was rude to spy on someone, but the way his shoulders slumped vers l'avant, vers l’avant with the weight of the world, face hidden in his hand, rigid and still as stone, made her hesitate. "It's not your fault," she stated finally. As expected, he straightened with the emotions wiped from his face. He wouldn't let her see him weak, not now. Even with his shoulder in a sling, his leg mutilated, his neck heavily bandaged, discipline brought a sternest to his posture that made her hesitate to even consider him injured.
"I shouldn't have Lost my temper," he replied quietly. He averted his eyes from her as his composure faltered. "I know how fragile she is. I just...she wouldn't stop asking why, over and over, and I just exploded."
"You're allowed to be frustrated sometimes," she pointed out, even knowing the words were Lost on someone who had tried to shake years of having the emotions beat out of him, but reverted back to his old ways. "You both were heated. toi can apologize later."
"No," he replied after a moment, glancing over at the ring sitting on the nightstand, as if he had no right to touch it ou even look directly at it. "It'll be better this way. She needs someone stronger. All of her Friends knew I wasn't good enough for her, and they were right. Even if she just needed me, but didn't l’amour me, I barely deserve that."
"Aleksander!" she snapped, catching his face in her hands. She wanted to smoosh his cheeks and force him to understand how much he deserved a slice of happiness for all he had sacrificed.
The door suddenly banged open before Hailey could attempt it. Aleksander's sister stood there, soaking wet, her eyes wide and wet with fearful tears. "They're here."
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They had a plan so perfect, with so many contingency plans, that Hailey had really thought they would make it out safely. But her best friend hadn't counted on betrayal as a factor.
Standing over them now, in the courtyard they had been dragged into, Hailey glared up at their captor with intense hate. But Octavia Rurik only glared at the man--crippled so badly he had been literally dragged out so roughly that his leg wound gushed blood though its bandages. He was rigid as stone, battling the morphine that made his body heavy and the pain that threatened to shatter his mind, but even those wouldn't stop him from returning the glare with a maddeningly even stare.
Octavia Rurik growled at his refusal to break and motioned a hand. Hailey cried out as a hand yanked her up par her hair. Instantly, the crippled man was gone, and suddenly a beast like none Hailey had ever known stood in his place.
His shoulder, neck, and leg now bled fervently. They made his stance strange and stained his moonlight-white fourrure a horrible bright red. Hailey associated the animal with a wolf, but the ebony horns arching back behind his ears with points sharp as swords, were too demonic to be considered natural.
The beast snarled, but stayed in place as soon as Octavia Rurik pressed a couteau to Hailey's belly. "People are wondering if it's yours," the traitor relayed with a malicious acid in her voice. "But it's not, is it? After all, you're the only one of your kind. Not only a Velesian wolf. They're just named after a god, just stronger, bigger, faster--and don't forget horned, because that's what happens when a line of shape-shifters mix with a warlock family as powerful as the Ruriks..."
Octavia raised her other hand, a Glock pointed at his head. "Bow, cousin," she growled, "Aleksander Rurik-Romanov, Son of Rome, Prince of Russia. Put your nose to the stones at my feet."
The creature's eyes went to Hailey. They were the same ice blue of the boy she loved plus than anything else, her best friend in the whole world, and still missing their light. "It's okay," she told him gently, "I will never think anything less of you."
So the loup looked at the witch and started to lower his head. Octavia Rurik forgot the couteau to put both hands on the gun. And the loup launched at her, with a snarl that deafened Hailey. The gun's blast deafened her again. She shook her head, disoriented. Then, suddenly, the villain gripping her hair released his grip and collapsed. Something had ripped his head clean off, spraying blood on Hailey and everything else. But she didn't care. She was staring at the giant form in front of her, soft and white as snow except where blood red.
Hailey screamed and fell beside the great wolf. He lay still under her shaking hands. She couldn't look, not at the couteau wound cutting across his eye. Hailey quickly pressed her hands against the bullet hole in his chest, willing the blood to stop pouring from her friend. Vaguely, the young woman was aware of the screams around her, but they were a million miles away. She pressed her face into his fourrure and sobbed his name over and over, begging him to go back. Go back inside, go back to Paris where they had met, go somewhere else far away.
Eventually, his sister halted her massacre. Bodies were strewn everywhere. Ripped to pieces, limbs and flesh and blood declaring her pain. A gun was lowered at Hailey's head, a bullet threatening to cut down another person that Ana cared about. Silently, Ana wondered how Octavia Rurik was so evil. The redhead fell to her knees across from Hailey. A high-pitched whine came from the loup under her hands, and his sister gently stroked his fourrure to calm him.
"Please, don't stop fighting," she whispered as plus pistolets joined, pointing at them from all directions. "Just like dad said, everything will be okay if toi just keep fighting."
"How in hell is it back?!"
"The plus important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The seconde person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger Friends that Maura killed toi guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If toi guys really do want plus just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give toi for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! l’amour ya guys!))
"The plus important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The seconde person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger Friends that Maura killed toi guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If toi guys really do want plus just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give toi for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! l’amour ya guys!))
Name: McKenzie Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age:15
Occupation: Hero.
Powers:
-Flight (wings),
-telekinesis,
-can attract metal to herself
Skills;
-hand to hand combat,
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she divisé, split from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and divisé, split the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Other: -When Nudge is in stealth mode, her eyes are red, hair is curly, and she has black bat wings.
-Has a older brother, you've seen him before, figure it out.
Fang snapped upright, resulting in slamming his head on the metal dog caisse he was sitting in.
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" Angel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." Angel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" Angel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" Angel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." Angel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" Angel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
Young Justice Invasion Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in étoile, star City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, ou stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming liens for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 seconde sneak prévisualiser Saturday after DC Nation. Two plus 30-45 sec previews and 6 prévisualiser pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in étoile, star City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, ou stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming liens for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 seconde sneak prévisualiser Saturday after DC Nation. Two plus 30-45 sec previews and 6 prévisualiser pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen ou king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced par a new queen. A seven an old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Friends i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen ou king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced par a new queen. A seven an old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Friends i do now?
Eyes:
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.