Her back hit the uithangbord with a quiet thump. Her hands were pinned on either side, and she closed her eyes. His lips fell on hers and she smiled, kissing back. The gentle kiss soon became meer passionate. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. They broke apart at a low, but deadly growl. Both turned to look at the very grumpy Fang that had entered the room. Dylan smirked as Fang sat on the couch, arms crossed. Dylan winked at Phoebe and walked over to the raven-haired hero.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”
No response. Dylan looked back to Phoebe, who was biting her lip to keep from laughing.
“Going through Devin with-drawls are we?”
“Shut up!”
Dylan laughed spitefully, jumping away at the fist aimed for him.
“You're very amusing, Fang.”
“How so, jester?”
“Devin's been gone maybe...four days and you're snappy.”
Fang growled again and stood up. He muttered something the other two couldn't hear.
“Calm down Fang. I'm teasing!”
“Tease away! Have your laugh! At the end of the day, you're meer of a freak than anyone here!”
“Fang!”
“It's okay Phoebe. Fang's short tempered antwoorden don't bother me. I already zei he's going through Devin with-drawls.”
Fang glared and Blade chose that moment to enter the room.
“Hey Phoebs. Hi guys. What's up?”
“Fang has Devin with-drawls,” Phoebe answered.
Blade looked over at the boy in question.
“He's going through what?”
“He misses his angel but can't say it. So he's snappy.”
Blade smirked almost evilly.
“I found it!”
Erin looked up from her game and came over to Devin.
“Tell me where it is.”
“What about Becca? Don't we need to wake her?”
“Trust me. The trip out will wake her. Where is it?”
Devin floated over to the uithangbord and burned a small hole.
“Right there.”
“Gotcha chere.”
Erin shook her head.
“Stupid DNA does things. Sorry Dev.”
“It's okay Erin. Just get us out of here!”
“Kay! This place bout to blow!”
“You had a song moment.”
“Shut up!”
Erin studied the place where Devin had marked.
“How thick is this? Past superman thick?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Which power do I use?”
“Try this one.”
Becca came over, eyes glowing a blood red. She pulled her hand back and punched right where Devin marked. The was a loud crack and smoke came from her fist.
“Nice Bec. My turn.”
Erin's hand lit with energy and she mimicked Becca's move. The uithangbord shattered into a million red shards. Wind whipped door quickly and then there was silence.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”
No response. Dylan looked back to Phoebe, who was biting her lip to keep from laughing.
“Going through Devin with-drawls are we?”
“Shut up!”
Dylan laughed spitefully, jumping away at the fist aimed for him.
“You're very amusing, Fang.”
“How so, jester?”
“Devin's been gone maybe...four days and you're snappy.”
Fang growled again and stood up. He muttered something the other two couldn't hear.
“Calm down Fang. I'm teasing!”
“Tease away! Have your laugh! At the end of the day, you're meer of a freak than anyone here!”
“Fang!”
“It's okay Phoebe. Fang's short tempered antwoorden don't bother me. I already zei he's going through Devin with-drawls.”
Fang glared and Blade chose that moment to enter the room.
“Hey Phoebs. Hi guys. What's up?”
“Fang has Devin with-drawls,” Phoebe answered.
Blade looked over at the boy in question.
“He's going through what?”
“He misses his angel but can't say it. So he's snappy.”
Blade smirked almost evilly.
“I found it!”
Erin looked up from her game and came over to Devin.
“Tell me where it is.”
“What about Becca? Don't we need to wake her?”
“Trust me. The trip out will wake her. Where is it?”
Devin floated over to the uithangbord and burned a small hole.
“Right there.”
“Gotcha chere.”
Erin shook her head.
“Stupid DNA does things. Sorry Dev.”
“It's okay Erin. Just get us out of here!”
“Kay! This place bout to blow!”
“You had a song moment.”
“Shut up!”
Erin studied the place where Devin had marked.
“How thick is this? Past superman thick?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Which power do I use?”
“Try this one.”
Becca came over, eyes glowing a blood red. She pulled her hand back and punched right where Devin marked. The was a loud crack and smoke came from her fist.
“Nice Bec. My turn.”
Erin's hand lit with energy and she mimicked Becca's move. The uithangbord shattered into a million red shards. Wind whipped door quickly and then there was silence.
Alias: Phase
Age: 17
Appearance: short pixie cut black hair, deep brown eyes.
Personality: She will laugh at almost anything, she can't help it how much she laughs at the smallest things. she a Tomboy.
Abilities/Powers: she has the ability to stop time for a moment in time, whether it be dodging an attack of just to confuse her opponent. To others it may seem like she has super speed but she can verplaats at the speed of light when freezing the time.
Relationship: Single
Civvies: black tights, with toms, crewnecks, long sleeves, sweaters.
Past :Unknown
Others: sometimes her powers back brand on here and she stuns herself and gets short term memory loss.
This charrie goes door the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, of his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization door tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing meer Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to writing them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to writing them, so, patience.