"Shit, shit shit!" he thought as he threw the batter into the pan and looked at the clock. "Only an hour!?" He hissed, shoving the heart-shaped raw cake into the oven. Tyler turned to the keuken-, keuken and stared in horror. Flour powered every cranny of the room, egg shells cluttered the floor, the sugar bag was tumped over, so was the cooking oil but it was spilling on the floor. The brand caster groaned. He still had to dethorn the dazzling red roses, clean, douche and get dressed!
In a hurry he sped over to the roses and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How do florist do it?" the thought faded away as he quickly got to picking. A hiss of pain erupted as a point dug into his skin, drawing blood. He whined and continued plucking. He finished. Blood covered his hands and he was on the edge of exploding when a smell of burning wafted into his nose. He turned and screamed as smoke erupted from the oven. Blue eyes narrowed to a oranje and he stared in shock. Another burning smell broke his spell and he turned to the roses. Fire! "No..No...No.No.!" He whimpered in panic and hurriedly chunked the vase of water on them. Glaring at the clock he realized he was out of time.
Suddenly a squeak of a door sounded over the loud smoke detector. There stood an elegant Becca in a stunning blue,fitted, dress. Her hair, in springy curls, danced across her shoulders. "Ty?" Her voice trailed from her lips as she observed the image before her. The keuken-, keuken a mess, smoke loomed above them, and in the center was a tall soot haired boy, cake batter splashed his face and clothes, blood dripped from his main index finger, his hands were red stained, and he was giving the cheesest smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day, beautiful!" He chimed, trying to hide his distress, a single red rose drooped from his hands.
"Ty, what is this?" Her mouth gaped.
Ty was defeated,"Oh, Becca, I'm so sorry I tried so hard to make this perfect, but the cake and the roses and.. I'm so sorry!"
Becca smiled,"Tyler! This? This is wonderful!" She trotted up to him and hugged him, taking the bloem in her hand,"Don't be sorry!" She dashed a finger across his face and licked the batter that covered it. "I bet the cake was delicious! And this rose!' She danced around until she was in his arms again,"You must have worked so hard to pick it out," Thank you!" Becca smiled before kissing him.
It felt like time had stopped, but Ty pulled away. "You're not mad?"
"Haha! No!"
"But I ruined everything!"
"You're the only present I need, Ty."
He smirked."Happy Valentine's day, Becca. I love you."
Swiftly he picked her up and headed down the hallway into his room.
"I love u too."
-.-***-.-
In a hurry he sped over to the roses and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How do florist do it?" the thought faded away as he quickly got to picking. A hiss of pain erupted as a point dug into his skin, drawing blood. He whined and continued plucking. He finished. Blood covered his hands and he was on the edge of exploding when a smell of burning wafted into his nose. He turned and screamed as smoke erupted from the oven. Blue eyes narrowed to a oranje and he stared in shock. Another burning smell broke his spell and he turned to the roses. Fire! "No..No...No.No.!" He whimpered in panic and hurriedly chunked the vase of water on them. Glaring at the clock he realized he was out of time.
Suddenly a squeak of a door sounded over the loud smoke detector. There stood an elegant Becca in a stunning blue,fitted, dress. Her hair, in springy curls, danced across her shoulders. "Ty?" Her voice trailed from her lips as she observed the image before her. The keuken-, keuken a mess, smoke loomed above them, and in the center was a tall soot haired boy, cake batter splashed his face and clothes, blood dripped from his main index finger, his hands were red stained, and he was giving the cheesest smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day, beautiful!" He chimed, trying to hide his distress, a single red rose drooped from his hands.
"Ty, what is this?" Her mouth gaped.
Ty was defeated,"Oh, Becca, I'm so sorry I tried so hard to make this perfect, but the cake and the roses and.. I'm so sorry!"
Becca smiled,"Tyler! This? This is wonderful!" She trotted up to him and hugged him, taking the bloem in her hand,"Don't be sorry!" She dashed a finger across his face and licked the batter that covered it. "I bet the cake was delicious! And this rose!' She danced around until she was in his arms again,"You must have worked so hard to pick it out," Thank you!" Becca smiled before kissing him.
It felt like time had stopped, but Ty pulled away. "You're not mad?"
"Haha! No!"
"But I ruined everything!"
"You're the only present I need, Ty."
He smirked."Happy Valentine's day, Becca. I love you."
Swiftly he picked her up and headed down the hallway into his room.
"I love u too."
-.-***-.-
I deleted some, and gained one..so here ya go! If the OC isn't on here, they're probably deleted. of I forgot some...which is likely.
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Heroes:
Brendan Adams- Fang
Jaime Adams- Valac
Alexis Adams
Alexandria "Alex" Douglas- Nudge
Scott "Scotty" Clancy- White Lightning
Dawson Ryan- Ryu
Daniel Clancy- Spectreo
Jonas Clinton- Nighthawk
And the newest, Hinata Kennedy *cuddles him*
Villains:
Dallas Union- Seraphs
Kenlie Saunder- Ravenna
Blake Douglas- Kid Devil.
Hinatas bio should be up sometime, not sure when!
Brendan stood in his Navy uniform in silence.
"Why....why did u do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started writing his vrienden name on the wall. They begged u not to go into this. u knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged u gods sake. I don't get why u did it...but I guess u made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, u felt it was your place, to take that spot. But u brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only u could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put u through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
"Why....why did u do it?" He pulled off his hat, and stared at the memorial, it was a tribute to the fallen soldiers. Brendan dipped his finger in black paint, and started writing his vrienden name on the wall. They begged u not to go into this. u knew it was suicide mission, escpically with your powers. She begged u gods sake. I don't get why u did it...but I guess u made your choice. Tears slid down Brendans face I guess, u felt it was your place, to take that spot. But u brought down a evil force, a force so strong, that only u could break it. The Government will pay. They'll pay for what they put u through. I swear I'll avenge your death. Brendan wiped his hands clean and walked away. He had thirty-hours until he boarded the submarine, that's when his plan went underway.
Anyone got any idea who sacrificed themself?
Excerpt-
"Is this cool of what?!" the teen exclaimed meer than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can u not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell u again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet u Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool of what?!" the teen exclaimed meer than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can u not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell u again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet u Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help of is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed door her father and she was abused door her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found door flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope u like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)