The Slayer of brand

So, this is my new story... Yeah... link Enjoy~

Hiding in an alleyway, the small neko girl’s ears twitched as the sound of soft footsteps approached. Her green eyes went wide and she grabbed her backpack, slinging it over her shoulder and dashing further into the passage. Her light brown hair fluttered out behind her and her tail curled up. She ran into a dead end, a small sob escaping her. She looked behind her as the footsteps became louder and began to climb the gutter pole to get to the roof.
When she was about halfway up, the footsteps slowed, and from the shadows another teen came out....

Collaberation door TwanYJ/ Twan/ the Twaninator/ Big T and SilverWings13/ Ducky/ the chick that needs to stop making up redonculous nicknames for everyone. Enjoy~

Rene slipped on the vest over her sweater, sweatshirt and pulled the straps tight. She looked at the black mask on the tafel, tabel and studied it a moment before putting it on. 
"Why are we wearing this, again?" Rene turned to see Silver standing in the doorway. She was outfitted in a similar uniform- black face mask (tinted glass, to support her secret ID), camouflage sweatshirt, dark denim jeans, grey gloves, and combat boots. 
Rene shrugged, "This...

“ So u talked to Jet? “ he muttered taking a sip of his pop and placing it back on the counter, she nodded “ I had only come back an uur later Bent, I found u in the Nervegear and Jet had sent u a message. I knew Jet knew about this so i made him tell me what the heck u were doing….” Aryess zei gripping her glass of water on the counter with both hands, Bentley sighed “ Jet….he couldn’t even keep a stupid promise……”. Aryess perked up “ meaning? “ , “ I told him to do all he could to keep u from coming after me……but as u can see he did a bang up...

She winced as his fingers gently ran over the bruise on her cheek. She could see the angry brand in his eyes and looked down. His fingers pressed against her blackened eye gently and she pulled back a little. His hands moved to hold hers, which were in her lap. She glanced up and saw the pure rage that is surging through him, feels it in his shaking hands. She looks back down and tries ignoring his eyes boring into her. She looked back up, their eyes locking.
“Why the hell did they do this to you?” he asked.
“I was in the way. They wanted their loot.”
She shrugged and ignores the annoyance...

(All the italic word are flash backs)

I really hate it, this void I'm lost in. I'll never see him ever again. The team was never close to him, but I was! I guess I took him for granted.

"I hate you!"

I never really understood what it was like to be lonely to have no siblings, sure I didn't have most of my family, except him, but I always had the team. Not now, it was just me and him... alone.. in his apartment.

"Hi, Blade, what brings u to my house of horrors?" A smirk crossed Dante's face.
"Shut it, Dante... I'm not in the mood for your jokes." Blade sneered.
"What's bothering you, Kiddo?"...

This is what I did at 1:10 in the morning instead of sleeping XD

1.    Gossip

2.    People not getting along

3.    Being alone in the cave

4.    Fighting for no reason

5.    People that treat others differently because they aren’t like anyone else

6.    Sad muziek (duh)

7.    Not winning a game of Egyptian rat Slap against her roommate Molly

8.    People that make fun of others

9.    Joker murders

10.    Talking...

"Good," Revenge said, putting his hands on his hips. "Now u guys can tell me what I want to go, and leave with no memory of the incident and just a few major injuries."

The greasy man noticed several other men in his same predicament. Red Revenge grinned. "I want to know who's been supplying the Crimsons with machine guns."

No reply.

"Ah, aha." Revenge said. "One last chance to do this the easy way."

Still silence.

"Very well," The Black Hero sighed. "Let's start with u Vice President." Revenge grabbed the man door the collar, dragging the seconde in command of the company to the edge of the rooftop. ...

AN: Red Revenge: International (Man of Mystery) is a large book set to start publishing January 1st and go until April 1st, the premiere of the final RR book. This takes place in 2021. Current timeline is 2025. Also, a certain spy film series doesn't exist in RR's universe.



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(RR: International takes place when Sam and hulst, holly are 21 and 20. A certain spy-action adventure film series doesn't exist. >:)...))


Holly boarded the elevator, adjusting her jacket. God, they were secret agents. Why the hell did they have to dress up like bank owners and secretaries? 

"Special Agent Fowling says you're...

Yup. It's a one-shot about Richi. Enjoy.




November 7th.....It was that time of jaar again. I stared at the horizon as the sun gently climbed up, spilling its rays across the forest Higher and higher it went, until it finally rose to the spot at which everyone sees it at as they climb out of their beds. Sighing, I leaped down from the tree, and landed on the cold ground with a soft thud.

I walked slowly to the forest's edge, mentally creating a shopping lijst of the items I need from the market, when an arrow zoomed so close to my face, it cut me as it flew past me and embedded itself in the trunk...

Poison

Manhattan,

May 7, 09:08 EST

The figure clothed in black and silver landed gently on the rooftop in a squatting position. Her kap covered her face as she stood up and looked around.

"Clear."

"Good, but the police spotted you, they're closing in." the voice came over her comm.

"Alright, can u get me an accident?"

"Yeah, two minutes. Can u hold out that long?"

"Please."

The line cut and Alexa grinned, bending down and starting to cut into the roof of a building. She was thankful Sam had sent the electricity user to Manhattan to assist her. With the police and the baddies chasing her, things...

Name: unknown

Hero Name: Bloodmist

Age: 16 turning 17 soon

Appearance: he wears a pull over mask so its unknown what he looks like other than him being a well built person and is tall.

Personality: he has the habbit of sneaking up on people and is very mysterious, he has a very cocky and sarcastic attitude which often ends up pissing of certian people ( cough cough Blade)

Powers/Skills: has no powers, but has skills in sword combat and hand to hand combat. His suit often helps him with his skills, he has grappling hook wrist compartments in his suit so he can schommel, swing from building to building, he...

Cuz I thought it would be fun! 35 stinkin ways!





1. Poke her in between her wings, then run away cackling maniacily.

2. Hug her, then say "Oops, I thought u were someone else." then walk away.

3. Take away her teddy.

4. Take away her over-sized sweashirt.

5. Say she looks an awful lot like Brittany Spears with her blonde hair.

6. Rub her stomach, then say "Ooooooh!"

7. Dye her hair. She will kill you. Period.

8. When she is sleeping, write tomorrow's datum on the back of her neck with sharpie, then point it out later.

9. Poke Devin, then Fang, then her, then say "Looks like Darth Vader had kids..."...

((random thing. it just came to me in Spanish class so here it is...has nothing to do with anything soooo...its kinda just thrown out there...hope u like anyway))

Harley hands pumped Ciel's chest. She couldn't see his face through the tears, and whispering out, "Ciel..some one baby dont die! Wake up..please..please wake up Ciel.." His chest did not rise nor fall. Harley cried and put her head to his. Face to face, she whispered in a shakely, "oh Ciel i'm so sorry, this is all my fault..and now...now u dead..." She pressed her lips to his his quickly and mouthed, "I'm so sorry."

She cried in...

Name: Doyle Nathanial

Alias:Thanatos

Age: 16 nearly 17

Height: 6'1in.

Weight: 140lbs.

Appearance: Thanatos has black hair, but nothing is known about his facial features, because of the mask he's always wearing. He doesn't take off that mask, and he has marks on arms, an a symbol of death. His eyes, are predicted to be glowing white, from the outside of the mask, that's what u see.

Hero/Villain: Thanatos is an hero, using his sychte to take down his enemies, and his wolf with glowing red eyes. He also kills people who have wronged, and he helps the people in the cave.

Personality: Thanatos is serious,...

I have too many ideas! XD

Name: Ameri
Alias: Himeros
Occupation: hero; student at Central High
Appearance: Ameri has purple hair and purple eyes. His costume is black and, when he wears it, his hair and eyes become darker than normal.
Powers: sees desire, empath, telekinetic energy manipulation
History: There is nothing known about his past. He has no physical memory of his past and has no known family. He refuses to have people take blood from him. While he has no memory of growing up, he knows that he is a human, even if altered slightly. Ameri's vision is enhanced so he can see things clearly....

At the Purple Team base:
She placed her thumb carefully on the trigger, waiting until the beep went off to signal her that it knew who she was. “This is so cool!” Mercy mumbled out under her breath. “Yeah? Just wait until the game starts!” Charlie looked over at his hot-headed friend. Mercy stuffed the gun quickly into her holster, “How much longer until the game starts?” Charlie glanced at his wristwatch, “About 25 minutes. Hey, Madds? u ready?” A girl with short brown hair and a purple cowboy hat walked out of one of the rooms,
“What?”
“Get your jas on!”
“I don’t...

This was originally going to be a collab between me, InfinityYJ, and DeltaYJ, but we decided to go with a different idea instead. I still wanted to write this one though, so...here! Warning: This will probably be written pretty slowly, since it’s a side project from Broken Wings, but u never know.

The scarlet flames licked at the cobblestones, soaked with blood and murky water from the recent rain. They stood, at either end of the courtyard, staring each other down, the phoenix-girl with the flames erupting from her hands at one end, the two others, terrified beyond measure, at the other....

From Fang, to Seraphs.



You don't know how sick u make me

u make me sick to my stomach

Every time I think of you, I puke

u must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

u may not think u do, but u do

Every time I think of u I puke

I was gonna take the time to sit down and write u a little poem

But off of the dome would probably be a little more, meer suitable for this type of song--whoa

I got a million reasons off the top, boven of my head that I could think of

Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta

So dump it, I'ma start right here I'll just be brief I'm

Bout to rattle off some...