A/N If you don't like nasty-ish things and blood and stuff like that, skip from the "(Warning Thing!)" to the last authors note.
She burst from the tunnel she was in and out into the open. As she was riding, she pulled out a long piece of tape, some wires and two disconnected bombs. Red wired them together, then drove off the road. She jumped off of the motorcycle and taped the bomb to the motorcycle. She heard the roar of an engine and sprinted away. The Bat-Clan entered the clearing in the Bat-mobile as Red Hood sprinted away. She pressed a trigger and the bomb started its countdown. When she was about fifty feet away from the clearing, the bomb exploded. The girl smirked and sprinted back to the Bat-Cave. She ran in and started hacking the super-computer. Within five minutes, she had already discovered the triple encrypted files on their secret identities. Then, she left. She had what she needed. Confirmation of their identities. She already had those four pinned as suspects, but now she knew for sure. Red Hood walked to the elevator and went up to the mansion. She walked up to a spare room, where she lay down. Then, for some odd reason, she started to cry. Eventually, Bruce came in.
“Who are you?” he asked
“I’m not telling” Red said
“You know who I am, it’s time you returned the favor” he said
“No” she said firmly. She pulled some black putty from her jacket.
“You know very well what this is: plastique. So, you’re going to let me leave or I will blow your little friends heads off their bodies. Understood?”
“Leave” he said. Red Hood ran out. She ran to the Bat-Cave, where she stole another motorcycle. She buzzed off to one of the darker parts of Gotham where she had set up an anonymous meeting of the top eight drug dealers in Gotham under Black Mask’s hand. Most of them were arguing about who set up the meeting. One started to get up.
“Sit down” Red Hood ordered, holding out her gun. It was a 55 Caliber, one of her favorites.
“Who the hell are you?”
“What, you don’t remember me?” She asked
“You’re not the original. He’s dead. So, who are you?” one asked
“Does it really matter? Same deal as before: keep on doing what you’re doing, but kick up 40% to me, in return, I give you total protection from Black Mask and the Bat” Red Hood said
“And why should we listen to you?” he asked.
(Warning thing!)
She threw a small duffle bag down. One guy opened it and saw eight hearts. The hippie drug dealer called Chinchee barfed on the floor at the sight.
“Those are the hearts of all your new lieutenants. That took me three hours, and only that long do to the fact I had to break through the rib cage and rip eight hearts from eight live bodies” she growled.
A/N Yeah. If you read the part anyways, and didn't think it was gross, well, that's your opinion. I just decided to think of those you get grossed out by that stuff. So, yeah.
She burst from the tunnel she was in and out into the open. As she was riding, she pulled out a long piece of tape, some wires and two disconnected bombs. Red wired them together, then drove off the road. She jumped off of the motorcycle and taped the bomb to the motorcycle. She heard the roar of an engine and sprinted away. The Bat-Clan entered the clearing in the Bat-mobile as Red Hood sprinted away. She pressed a trigger and the bomb started its countdown. When she was about fifty feet away from the clearing, the bomb exploded. The girl smirked and sprinted back to the Bat-Cave. She ran in and started hacking the super-computer. Within five minutes, she had already discovered the triple encrypted files on their secret identities. Then, she left. She had what she needed. Confirmation of their identities. She already had those four pinned as suspects, but now she knew for sure. Red Hood walked to the elevator and went up to the mansion. She walked up to a spare room, where she lay down. Then, for some odd reason, she started to cry. Eventually, Bruce came in.
“Who are you?” he asked
“I’m not telling” Red said
“You know who I am, it’s time you returned the favor” he said
“No” she said firmly. She pulled some black putty from her jacket.
“You know very well what this is: plastique. So, you’re going to let me leave or I will blow your little friends heads off their bodies. Understood?”
“Leave” he said. Red Hood ran out. She ran to the Bat-Cave, where she stole another motorcycle. She buzzed off to one of the darker parts of Gotham where she had set up an anonymous meeting of the top eight drug dealers in Gotham under Black Mask’s hand. Most of them were arguing about who set up the meeting. One started to get up.
“Sit down” Red Hood ordered, holding out her gun. It was a 55 Caliber, one of her favorites.
“Who the hell are you?”
“What, you don’t remember me?” She asked
“You’re not the original. He’s dead. So, who are you?” one asked
“Does it really matter? Same deal as before: keep on doing what you’re doing, but kick up 40% to me, in return, I give you total protection from Black Mask and the Bat” Red Hood said
“And why should we listen to you?” he asked.
(Warning thing!)
She threw a small duffle bag down. One guy opened it and saw eight hearts. The hippie drug dealer called Chinchee barfed on the floor at the sight.
“Those are the hearts of all your new lieutenants. That took me three hours, and only that long do to the fact I had to break through the rib cage and rip eight hearts from eight live bodies” she growled.
A/N Yeah. If you read the part anyways, and didn't think it was gross, well, that's your opinion. I just decided to think of those you get grossed out by that stuff. So, yeah.
Name: McKenzie Styles
Alias: Nudge
Occupation: Villain
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Powers: Flight (wings), telekinesis, ability to inflict a mental illusion of burning pain, expert hacker, experct gunsman, Posses some magic, superspeed, superstrength, perfect vision, and great hearing
Past: Created as a experiment just like Fang, Nudge escaped at the age of 9 along with Max, Izzy, The Gasman, Angel, and Kylie. She traveled wherever Fang went, except when it came to dealing with Seraphs. Nudge was a hero, until her powers spiraled and went out of control. Turning her eyes completely red.
Notes: -Nudge has a 10 year old brother named Keaton
-Nudge has long hair in civvies and short hair in villain
-She is part vampire
-Nudge now has black bat wings.
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control fire and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever you want
Appearance: long orange hair (now tied up in either a ponytail or pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
1: Tell Me Im Bubbly
2: Tell Me Fang Loves Me
3: Fang Pokes me. :P
4: Say Gadge Is Wierd.
5: Say Im Wierd
6: Take Away My Icecream.
7: Say I Cant Go On A Mission Because Im Pregnant
8: Poke Me And Run Away Screaming
9: Poke me
10: Poke me While Eating A Hot Dog.
(You get the point :P)
11: Say Fang Is Goth
12: Lock Me In A Pink Room
13: Threaten Devin
14: Poke Fang
15: Rip Me Off
16: Threaten My Friends
17: Die My Hair
18: Let Me Sleep On The Floor
19: You Keep Popcorn Away From Me
And Finally, The One Thing That Will Get You Killed
20: Take Away My Pistol(AND DIE)
I am going to regret this