Devi Grayson

WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If あなた choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! あなた 発言しました she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! あなた don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. あなた need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed...

Ana stretched her arms as she sat back in her seat, sighing as she slouched in the tall chair and surveyed the crowded bar. Between the time she had arrived with Callaghan and the time she finished her food, the relaxed ディナー crowd had been replaced によって rowdy evening drinkers.

There were mostly young adults, couples and friend groups. A teenager in a flowered sun dress cuddled up to a young man in a jean ジャケット and beanie. There was even a band consisting of a violinist, drummer, and guitarist setting up their equipment in the back corner.

Ana returned her attention to her own ディナー partner....

Outside the ウォール of floor-to-ceiling windows was a maze of red steepled roof tops. Patches of green disrupted the city scape and, winding aimlessly through it at its own free will, was the wayward Spree. The rain had ceased and rays of sun beamed through the spent clouds to create glittering spotlights on the dark river's surface. Taped to the window's surface just above eye level were polaroid pictures of the city taken from different heights and angles. The river appeared in the montage again and again, populated with boats または bridges または pedestrians.

"I 愛 it here." Ana jumped at the voice...

Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain...

Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the デザート planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the 火災, 火 at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro によって the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind または ahead. For ahead the 作者 of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once...

With permission of R_L, I give you, the story of Devin and Fang.. this is kind of the introduction, and here in the part, あなた will see the highs.. and the lows.

Key:
lyrics
past experiences

What if we

Fang burst through the school door, Nudge tailing along on his heels.

What if we were us

He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind his lover's ear before placing a gentle キッス on her head. He pulled away, his dark eyes meeting icy blues.

What if we

Devin sat in silence on the ground in the main area of the cave, eyes closed as she meditated. Her hair pulled to a braid that wrapped around her shoulder...

Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking バイオレット eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention...

AU for Ciel and Jaime, my friend originally gave me the idea when she mentioned she mentioned a マンガ and thus, this was born.

Hi! My name is Jaime Adams, and I'm currently sitting in a blood donation center about to have my arm poked and prodded. Quite comical, really.. I hate needles, but I have a disease that causes my bone marrow to produce もっと見る blood cells, called polycythemia vera. I hate coming here, but today is different. Very different. I typically have blood drawn from this cranky old lady who gets annoyed about the fact that I don't like needles. Today, there's this tall, white-haired...

I hope I did this correctly :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Leon "Aleksander" Alexievich Romanov I
Reason または meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going によって the name I had chosen for myself, Aleksander... *mutters* And my father was Alexie Romanov.
Eye Color: Pale morning sky
Hair Style/Color: White as a dove's, perhaps in need of a trim
Height: 6'5" ((MY BABY GIANT))
Clothing Style: light colored dress shirts and jeans... No ties. Ever.
Best Physical Feature: Being taller than many can be fun? ((Dat jaw line tho))

LAYER TWO:...

And によって few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my ハート, 心 with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. あなた did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping...

Note: Happens simultaneously as link


Death in the Garden

The bullets ricocheted off the purple shield of pulsing power. They bounce off the stone walkway and into the green 草 of the perennial garden. Stray projectiles ate away at the stone three-tier 噴水 and east courtyard wall. The rat-tat-tat of the machine gun should have been heard によって any passing outside the walls of the garden, but the whole city seemed to be hidden away from the deafening noise. There was a click-click. A sudden silence. The young man crouched behind the shield lunged for the quickest route to safety, the round...

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Becca. No need for more.
Reason または meaning of name: It's just a short version of my real name..
Eye Color: Brown. Like...dark almost black..
Hair Style/Color: Black. (Like her soul!) Hey!
Height: Um I'm about 5'9”
Clothing Style: Depends on the mood
Best Physical Feature: My what? (Her legs. She has dancer legs)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Thunderstorms
Your Guilty Pleasure: Beating up the bad guys
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Idiots. (Uhh...)
Your Ambition for the Future: To live?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Why am I up?
What あなた Think About the Most:...

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Shane Parker
Reason または meaning of name: I'm not sure, honestly.
Eye Color: My mother used to tell me that they were an エメラルド green.
Hair Style/Color: It's blonde, and kind of shaggy.
Height: I'm right under 6'0, like 5'10, 5'11
Clothing Style: I like to be comfortable, in summer i'm always in cargo shorts and nike テニス shoes
Best Physical Feature: I- (His eyes)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Uncertainty.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Oh god, あなた really don't wanna know.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: When people chew obnoxiously, I swear I wanna パンチ Wally for it.
Your Ambition...

Commonly known as: Ana Rome
Official title: Princess アナスタシア Romanov II of Russia
Alias: Saint
Nicknames: Anaka, Annie, 通り, ストリート rat, princesska, kotyonok
Affiliation: independent; force for good
Species: Kitsune
Religion: Catholic
Weapons: sword, claws/canines (when shape shifted; typically out of her control when enraged)
Sexuality: straight
Born: March 20, 1938
Age as of March 17, 2017: 17 yrs
Relationships: brother: Alaksander Romanov; niece: Noëlle Romanov; "uncle": Mikel Angelo; lover: ?
Significant scars/markings: missing her pointer and middle fingers on her right hand
Personality: hyper, headstrong,...

“Are あなた ready?’ Martian Manhunter asked. Phoebe gave a nod and slowly sat back on the chair, placing her arms and legs on the rests. She watched carefully as they readied the program for her. Most of the team had been doing these tests all day, a new type of training which gets あなた to come face to face with your greatest fears and confront them. Sounded like an easy trauma trigger to Phoebe. None the less she thought this experience could prove useful and since everyone else is going through it she was scared they would wonder and ask 質問 as to why she wouldn’t want to.

She flinched...

Name: Jessie Bennett
Alias: None
Powers: Healing, combat
Occupation: Doctor
Weakness/Limits: Unknown
History: Jessie Bennett came from a long line of pure-blood healers. Her race is unknown, despite how human she looks. Her 与えられた name has been forgotten. She came to Earth much like the Man of Steel. But she was found によって a traveling caravan in an Arabian desert. She grew up among them and immediately took a fondness to medicine. によって accident, she found out her inhuman abilities when she was five. Almost immediately, she was sent away, to America. She spent almost a 年 in a facility, learning English....

She stood in silence, letting the view take over her instincts. It was time. Everything was falling into place, just as predicted. She let out a heavy, shaky sigh. This was it....this was the last time. The sun was a needle in her side, portraying emotions she didn't feel. She looked at the sword tied to her waist. How she would have loved to not have this burden...but she'd fought so hard her whole life...she couldn't fight anymore. If this was what happened, she would do it. Not because of her life, but the lives of others. She had so many to protect now. And it was time to take her place,...

Sorry this took so long to get out, college is really kicking my behind with all the work I have to do. And I didn't realize how short it was...


"How do we know it's not a clone?" Tobias asked, tapping his fingers on his chin. "The scars on him are accurate, bruising around his face from the last fight.. but.." Chris muttered and walked, peeling off the monitors and lifted Fang up into a sitting position, his eyes going wide. "Wing has been replaced with an artificial one.." He 発言しました and slowly unfurled the metal wing, looking over it before letting out a low whistle. "Man, that's some fine work.."...

I do not take credit from anything other than the backstory I gave to this character. Everything belongs to the rightful owners. Thanks to the 表示する for giving me inspiration


Name: Dark Mousy
Alias: Dark
Powers: Unknown
Occupation: “Anti-Villain” (Hero but refuses to admit it)
Weakness/Limits: Undiscovered
History: Dark used to be known as a thief. Anything anyone needed, he'd get. For a price. He had been raised on the streets, where he learned all he knew about stealing. He was used to running, always moving from one place to the next. At one point he ended up staying in an orphanage where he...

"How did you?" Alex ran her fingers through her hair, shaking her head in disbelief. Her brother looked up, peeling away the plastic off the back of the monitors. Blake chuckled before he began to explain. Blake slid down the snowy bank, looking at the body that was slowly being covered with snow. "Jeez.. Why am I doing this?" The male grumbled, brushing the snow off before lifting the corpse with a grunt. Throwing Fang over his shoulder, he made his way back up the mountain side. "After examining, the nerve endings were so severed that there was no way he'd be able to use his wing, even a...