*Shrugs* Something to read.

Ciel sat in the small cave, reading the small words engraved in the wall.

Amongst the flesh of the sacred gem, more scars and wounds she ever needed... She wore them with pride, claiming the blood on her enemies hands.
Swords she holds cut her deeply, but have also healed her wounds, gliding through the air, wounding everything that would lay a claw on her.
A courageous young soul, her mind corrupted at a young age.
Ebony hair grew long, vines entangling with one likes spirits, whispering to each other.
Emerald eyes that could unlock your secrets through any barrier...

He paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, knowing that Tara was in the hands of a relentless murderer. He racked his brain for any kind of solution, any plan. But he didn't even know where she had been taken.
He had to figure that out first. Alek moved to his desk, scanning every piece of weaponry and equipment. His eyes fell on a small box. It could fit in his palm, round with a latched top. It was only about two inches tall, an inch deep. It wasn't very heavy despite the authentic silver rim and latches.
The box itself was a navy blue velvet. It looked like it...

(( Flash Back ))

A storm outside was brewing blowing through the trees, threatening to knock them down furiously. He sat on the floor flipping through a picture book, she smiled down at him as she looked back down at the words in her book. He let out a giggle reading the small sentences in his book, she laughed a bit with him still staring down at her book as the rain poured outside with small crashes. She jumped and gasped when a loud crash of thunder echoed through the house hearing a scream, she felt the bottom of the blanket she was under lift and pull down, she looked seeing the book sitting...

The troop of teens walked on in silence, thinking over the scene of the interrogation in his or her own way. Nic hung to the back, watching Richi carefully with distrust and caution. The others walked in pairs- Vika and Alek, Valeriya and Scotch, Aryess and Richi.
"We should go somewhere safe to discuss our plans," Val said as they waited for the light to change at an intersection.
"We have plans?" Nic murmured.
"Yeah, the house," Richi said, ignoring the fire-caster.
"No!" Vika exclaimed, causing the others to give her perplexed looks. "I mean, if my papa hears what happened, he'll never let...

The knock sounded on her door, just as she expected. She didn't move to open it, returning to putting her stuff in hidden spots. She wasn't surprised when he was suddenly leaning against the wall. She just kept busy.
“Welcome home.”
Tara made no response or sign that she even heard him. She just went on with putting away the clothes she would re-pack later on. He grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop. She looked at him blankly.
“You know you did the right thing coming here. Don't act like I forced you.”
Tara nodded, choosing to ignore that last comment.
“Get ready. I'll meet you in ten...

Okay, so most of these were made up when I first made Fin, but then the rest I just made up today with help because I'm an idiot and wanted 13 reasons why Fin's lucky number is 13. Because, you know, year 2013.. *shrug* Idk man some of these are really weird but they're all damn true.
[Remember that I was only like 12 when I first made Fin.]

1. She was born 13 minutes after Robin

2. Born on the 13th stop on the (circus) tour

3. 13 stuffed animals she slept with

4. 13 hours awake everyday

5. 13 when (first) she died

6. She dies every 13 years

7. 13 reincarnate form of the phoenix (don't got a clue...

Kitty sat on her open window sill looking down into the alley below. Her head tilted while she watched thugs dig around in the dumpsters below.
"It has to be in here somewhere!" one of the thugs threw a can to the ground.
"What are we even looking for?!" Kitty stepped off the window sill and to the fire escape trying not to draw attention.
"The necklace we supposed to give to Penguin! I had it on the roof and that pesky cat knocked it from my hand!" Kitty smirked and climbed down the fire escape dropping behind the thugs.
"Looking for something, boys?" Kitty hooked her finger in the necklace...

Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Levitation, magnetic fields, explosive energy, “wings” that can repel radiation
Weaknesses: If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons that aren't magnetic. She can only levitate herself and only for short periods of time.
History: Reyna's mother is a poacher, her dad is a scientist. She grew up in New York. Reyna was teased because of her mother's work and her dad's money. Reyna had a lonely childhood. And a hard one. Her father was mentally insane. Since her...

Name: Rose Walker
Code-name: Vendicta
Age (as of DWF): 24
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 121 lb.
Hair: Choppy, short red with occasional pink streaks.
Eyes: Green
Attitude: Girly girl, fashionable, flirty
Important Facts: Her father was formerly Governor of New York until Rose was 16, moved to Minnesota and became Governor there.
Civilian Clothing: Pink tank-top, leather trench-coat, jeans or leather pants.
Hero Clothing: Black skin-tight pants, Purple boots, Pink top with black highlights, black sleeves, pink elbow length gloves. Pink half-domino mask.
"Powers": Flight, pyrokinetic, strength, varying invulnerability...

Twan walked into the infirmary, his clothes covered in splatters of blood. He slowly walked into Rene’s room. Amethyst looked above her magazine, seeing him walk into Rene’s room. The purple haired girl set the magazine down on the table, got up, and followed the blonde haired boy into the room as quietly as possible. The boy sat down in the chair next to the red heads dead body, his eyes watery. Amethyst stood in the back of the room, leaning back on the wall, watching. The blue eyed boy took Rene’s hand, squeezing it, trying not to break down completely. The purple haired girl just...

Name: Amara Thompson 

Age: 6

Appearance: long straight black hair with grey eyes and fair tan skin.

Powers/Skills: she has the ability to feel others pain and hurt feelings, usually stronger with the ones she loves. ( will not have powers when born)

Relations: biological parents are Bentley and Aryess, niece to Rene, granddaughter to Declan. Second cousin to Jet.

Personality: very bubbly and cute to be around, she's a sweetheart and usually always giggles or smiles unlike Bentley.

Civvies: a black or grey skirt with leggings and a long sleeved top with little brown boots.

Past: DNA was collected...

"Amara.....sweetie how exactly did you get here? " Aryess asked as Bentley carried Amara in his arms, " ummmm" Amara put a finger to her bottom lip deep in thought, " can you remember? " Bentley asked as he and Aryess continued walking down the street. " Where were you all this time...where did you come from sweetie? " Aryess said looking at her. Amara burried her cheek in Bentleys chest blinking back tears " a dark place mommy.....a scary place..." Amara breathed out, " baby don't worry you're safe now..." Aryess muttered. Amara suddenly gasped out a cry clinging to Bentley tightly " no im...

Don't ask please

You're going to let her go?
“No.”
Then you know what you must do.
“I do.”
She placed the cup to her lips, drinking down the warm liquid. It tasted foul, like warm milk with onions. But she made no face to indicate so. She tossed a light blue powder around in a circular motion. She muttered a short chant, eyes taking on the appearance of a blazing fire. She could hear the slow beating of a drum, the cry of a viscous bird, the howl of a wolf. She moved, as if she were dancing. The beat got faster and her feet responded. She moved until the powder was gone. And all at once,...

This will appear after Last Resort :3 

I'm not sure if I loved my parents 

  One night Malcom and Teddy Parker are murdered, their son, Shane, is one of the last people to see his powerful parents alive. 

And I'm not sure that they loved me

  Shane and his brothers are to suspects to the murder. And as Shane begins to remember of disturbing past events, he's force to ask this question: What is the Parker family truly capable of?  

But I'm going to find out who killed them, even if it was me. 

Shane Parker had the life at his school. The looks, the friends, and the money. But one thing...

Tyler walked down the hall and passed Blade's room. Her door was still closed, unlike the others, and locked. Confusion rossed hi face but he continued into the main room, of The Cave, where the christmas tree was standing. He observed the scene. Phoebe and Dylan where cudding on the couch, Lexi was tearing through the presents, Aisling was waiting for Fin to get her a drink, and Fang and Devin where sitting, and laughing, listening to Mel's story about Santa.

The fire-caster made his way towards Mel,"Santa, eh?" He laughed. Mel glared at him,"I saw her! She was giving out pesents!"
"Right, Mel,...

The following is a response to link by McLovin. Enjoy~

"-and I don't even know how long we're going to be here. I mean, we're already spending Christmas and probably New Year's as fugitives in a foreign country with two unfamiliar Russians- I mean don't get me wrong, I love Sasha and Vika's a great roommate and I'm totally grateful that they were willing to take us in. But I just wanted to be home in time to spend the holidays with the team and my boyfriend."
Aryess ceased her pacing and fell onto the sole couch of the living room. Declan, who had listened to his sister's ranting for an impressive...

“It's not a big deal! You're being so demanding!”
“You promised me you would be home before hand!”
“I got caught up!”
“You should have called us!”
“You're not my parents!”
“But you are in this family! You need to listen when we tell you things!”
“Why do you care?! You're NOT my mom and you never will be!”
“Room! Now!” Fang interrupted.
Irra shot him a glare but marched off, mumbling about angels and mischief. She slammed the door to her room closed and sat in the top corner of her bed.
“Stupid foster parents!”
She took the hat off her head and ran a hand through her...

Yeah, my new obsession is the band Red, specifically the song Let it Burn. So I'm writing a (depressing) songfic on it. Like my link, this one is just a general couple song-fic (so no names) that is also depressing and might possibly make you cry. It made me cry, at least. Pretty dark, just like the other one..
Yeah, song is link by Red.

I watch this city burn
These dreams like ashes float away
Your voice I never heard
Only silence...

She struggled to her feet, only to find herself collapsing to the ground once more, toppled by the crippling smoke surrounding her. The overpowering smell of smoldering...

Name: Blood River
Id: Eztli
Age: Unknowen, but looks 17
Apearance,: Dark hair, skin somtimes looks red, but is realy more latino like, eyes olmost always look red thouw the real color is unknowen.
Cloths: always weirs animel bones on his cloths, somtimes wears robes, othertimes wears more tribal clothse.
Personanly: bloodthisty, agrasif, zelos, likes to gets up close and persanol.
Powers: bloodmagick, gets stronger when around blood, vodoo.
Wapons: knives, macuahuitl, spears, axe's.

Background: As a jong boy Eztli geot lost in the jungel, wher he found a shrin to the blood god, and the place seemd...