In which the reader is forced to wait while I try and figure out what's coming up next. >-<
“Patience, Kyra.”
She got गूसबम्प्स at Chelsea’s calm voice, tears escaping down her face. The pain of the सोना was immense but she couldn’t place why-- skin contact hadn’t affected her before. Chelsea’s chuckled reached her as she took in a shuddering breath. “I assumed it would pain आप और than आप believed.”
The dark cloth over her eyes slipped away and she blinked a couple of times. Chelsea sat across from her, scraping a jagged चाकू on rock, making earsplitting screeches. A wicked grin spread on the older girls face. “They are looking, आप know. But they don’t have very much time.”
“So cliche,” Kyra hissed out. “The time limit, the shed, targeting me; you’re turning into a typical villain.”
“I’m starting small,” Chelsea murmured, inspecting the edge of the blade. “I’m not aiming for death, I’m aiming for heartbreak.”
Kyra’s face contorted, confused, and Chelsea leant closer. “I know that promise आप made to Eric. From two years ago? Imagine if he found आप break that promise.”
“He’d understand! He will understand!”
“No. Not if he finds a suicide note.”
“I never wrote--”
“But I did. Shifted his memories so that the letter he found is from you. And it’s not like you’ll be able to explain. Your time is up.”
Kyra yelled out as she unwilling moved toward the knife, dragging it towards her arm. Chelsea’s glowing crimson eyes bored into her, and as hard as she fought, she still couldn’t stop. Shakily, her hand made a deep स्लैश in her wrist, then slowly continued up her forearm. “Stop,” she muttered, then screamed out. “Stop!”
Miraculously the चाकू clattered to the floor, and she grasped her bloody arm tightly. Viciously glaring at the villainess, she stood, but instantly became nauseous, leaning against the दीवार for support. “Have fun,” Chelsea muttered, stepping out of the shed.
Slumping to the ground, Kyra’s breathing shallowed, her heartbeat slowing. A pair of boots came up to her vision and she glanced up to see Revenge calling out. To her, it was like an old movie: black and white, with no sound. Painfully she accepted unconsciousness, her last thought being Forgive me.
P.S.: I need one sentence, from any लेख Fin's been in (doesn't matter if it's mine, yours, या another person), that shows her relationship with the other OC's and her other friends. Message any sentences आप find straight to me. :3
“Patience, Kyra.”
She got गूसबम्प्स at Chelsea’s calm voice, tears escaping down her face. The pain of the सोना was immense but she couldn’t place why-- skin contact hadn’t affected her before. Chelsea’s chuckled reached her as she took in a shuddering breath. “I assumed it would pain आप और than आप believed.”
The dark cloth over her eyes slipped away and she blinked a couple of times. Chelsea sat across from her, scraping a jagged चाकू on rock, making earsplitting screeches. A wicked grin spread on the older girls face. “They are looking, आप know. But they don’t have very much time.”
“So cliche,” Kyra hissed out. “The time limit, the shed, targeting me; you’re turning into a typical villain.”
“I’m starting small,” Chelsea murmured, inspecting the edge of the blade. “I’m not aiming for death, I’m aiming for heartbreak.”
Kyra’s face contorted, confused, and Chelsea leant closer. “I know that promise आप made to Eric. From two years ago? Imagine if he found आप break that promise.”
“He’d understand! He will understand!”
“No. Not if he finds a suicide note.”
“I never wrote--”
“But I did. Shifted his memories so that the letter he found is from you. And it’s not like you’ll be able to explain. Your time is up.”
Kyra yelled out as she unwilling moved toward the knife, dragging it towards her arm. Chelsea’s glowing crimson eyes bored into her, and as hard as she fought, she still couldn’t stop. Shakily, her hand made a deep स्लैश in her wrist, then slowly continued up her forearm. “Stop,” she muttered, then screamed out. “Stop!”
Miraculously the चाकू clattered to the floor, and she grasped her bloody arm tightly. Viciously glaring at the villainess, she stood, but instantly became nauseous, leaning against the दीवार for support. “Have fun,” Chelsea muttered, stepping out of the shed.
Slumping to the ground, Kyra’s breathing shallowed, her heartbeat slowing. A pair of boots came up to her vision and she glanced up to see Revenge calling out. To her, it was like an old movie: black and white, with no sound. Painfully she accepted unconsciousness, her last thought being Forgive me.
P.S.: I need one sentence, from any लेख Fin's been in (doesn't matter if it's mine, yours, या another person), that shows her relationship with the other OC's and her other friends. Message any sentences आप find straight to me. :3
Name: Liberation previously known as Obscurity
Alias: Harley Mei Kent
Age: 19
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Height: 5'4
Powers: Super strength, Invulnerability, flight, absolute control of the four elements. 2 swords that grow out of her back
Skill Set: Well trained in all types of combat, hands on fighter, exceptional swords-woman, warrior and endurance
Weakness: Kryptonite, Magic, Apokoliptic weapons, her swords
Personality: cold and distance, a bit loud, can be friendly if आप reach her, doesn't trust, serious when need be, can be paranoid, wild, low sense of morality - on every counts
Marital Status: Single
Background: We should know
Family: सुपरमैन (dad) बैटमैन (father figure) Superboy (Brother) Lois (mother figure)
Note: Still has a feline side but cannot fully transform, she only retained her ability to morph her hands into claws and unsheathable fangs.
Likes: Dancing
Best Friend: Arabella
Loves: Music
Dislikes: The cold
Worst Habit: Sleeping in when it’s cold
Personal Secret: Has a temper
प्रिय Food: Dragon Noodles
प्रिय Color: Crimson
Code Name: Rekka
Mentor/Inspiration: Fire
Relations: Arabella Conley
Base of Operations: New York
Personal Home: तारा, स्टार City
Occupation: Hero
Job: Bartender
Team: Young Justice
What Symbolizes You: Fire
Biggest Regret:
Dream Career: Dance instructor
Most हाल का Nightmare: Letting my आग get out of control
Spirit Animal: Lion
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.
This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.