My evilness continues!!! *runs and hides* If আপনি haven’t read it already, the prologue is link (it’s really short but pretty damn important).
2 weeks earlier.
A bow clattered to the hardwood floor, skidding to a stop in a patch of golden afternoon sunlight that reflected a blinding glare off of the metal. “No!” the dark-haired girl groaned, digging her fingers into her scalp in frustration. “How many times have I told you, that’s not how আপনি hold it!”
Aisling didn’t respond, but shoved her hands in her pockets and crossed the training room to pick up her bow. Fin jogged over, wrenching the instrument out of her friend’s fingertips. “You’re going to snap it if আপনি do that,” she told Aisling, the anger clear in her voice. “How long will it be before আপনি can actually learn?”
Aisling sighed and slid an অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো out of the quiver, painstakingly snapping it onto the string with shaking hands. Well aware of Fin’s eyes boring into her, she carefully aligned the shaft, placing it on শীর্ষ of the অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো rest and gripping the string with three fingers.
“Finally,” Fin breathed, exasperated. “Now aim, and fire.” Aisling closed one eye as she straightened her arm, trying to align it with the target. “C’mon, c’mon...” she muttered, relying heavily on her gauging power to fix her aim. Finally, she had it centered, and released her fingers. Time seemed to সরানো in slow motion as the অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো shot through the air, arcing অগ্রবর্তী towards the target. She crossed her fingers tightly, waiting, waiting...
Crash! The ceiling above her crumbled; the room burst into flames. “Fin!” Aisling screamed, diving to the ground to avoid a falling chunk of rubble, only to have another one land inches from her, the jagged edges slicing her back. She scrambled to her feet, coughing in the thick dust and smoke that rose up from the training room floor. She couldn’t see আরো than a few feet in front of her; she ducked her head and broke into a sprint, trying to dodge the chunks of ceiling crashing to the ground all around her. “Fin!” she shrieked again, groping around for her friend. She felt a searing pain in her arm; coughing, she lifted it up, wincing as she yanked out the অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো that had embedded itself into her flesh. She looked on the ground; broken arrows were littering the floor, a crushed quiver sat a few feet away.
Sweat was pouring down her forehead from the sweltering heat of the আগুন and smoke-filled room. She couldn’t find Fin, couldn’t find anyone; she was losing hope and losing blood. She collapsed to the floor as flames danced around her; she was getting lightheaded, yellow spots danced in the edges of her vision, she was ready to succumb to the blanket of heat surrounding her---And then at once, the room went icy cold, frigid, as if she had been shoved into a freezer. The smoke immediately cleared, the dancing flames burnt out to ash. Weakly, Aisling raised her head; a strong, pale hand reached for her, and she grasped it tightly. Fin lifted her to her feet, and she gave a weak smile at the firecaster.
“Wh-what happened?” Aisling stammered.
“I don’t kn---” Fin was cut off দ্বারা an earsplitting blast. Aisling screamed again and dropped to the ground, hands clapped over her ears, delirious with pain and sheer terror. Fin remained standing, however, lighting her fist on fire. She swiveled her head around, craning her neck, searching through the thick smoke that had clustered again in the room.
“Show yourself,” she growled, but before she had time to do anything else, she was knocked flat on her back.
Okey dokey!!! মতামত pwease??? And also, I can’t promise that new chapters will come out this fast. This one was already written, so...yeah...^.^
2 weeks earlier.
A bow clattered to the hardwood floor, skidding to a stop in a patch of golden afternoon sunlight that reflected a blinding glare off of the metal. “No!” the dark-haired girl groaned, digging her fingers into her scalp in frustration. “How many times have I told you, that’s not how আপনি hold it!”
Aisling didn’t respond, but shoved her hands in her pockets and crossed the training room to pick up her bow. Fin jogged over, wrenching the instrument out of her friend’s fingertips. “You’re going to snap it if আপনি do that,” she told Aisling, the anger clear in her voice. “How long will it be before আপনি can actually learn?”
Aisling sighed and slid an অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো out of the quiver, painstakingly snapping it onto the string with shaking hands. Well aware of Fin’s eyes boring into her, she carefully aligned the shaft, placing it on শীর্ষ of the অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো rest and gripping the string with three fingers.
“Finally,” Fin breathed, exasperated. “Now aim, and fire.” Aisling closed one eye as she straightened her arm, trying to align it with the target. “C’mon, c’mon...” she muttered, relying heavily on her gauging power to fix her aim. Finally, she had it centered, and released her fingers. Time seemed to সরানো in slow motion as the অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো shot through the air, arcing অগ্রবর্তী towards the target. She crossed her fingers tightly, waiting, waiting...
Crash! The ceiling above her crumbled; the room burst into flames. “Fin!” Aisling screamed, diving to the ground to avoid a falling chunk of rubble, only to have another one land inches from her, the jagged edges slicing her back. She scrambled to her feet, coughing in the thick dust and smoke that rose up from the training room floor. She couldn’t see আরো than a few feet in front of her; she ducked her head and broke into a sprint, trying to dodge the chunks of ceiling crashing to the ground all around her. “Fin!” she shrieked again, groping around for her friend. She felt a searing pain in her arm; coughing, she lifted it up, wincing as she yanked out the অনুষ্ঠান- অ্যারো that had embedded itself into her flesh. She looked on the ground; broken arrows were littering the floor, a crushed quiver sat a few feet away.
Sweat was pouring down her forehead from the sweltering heat of the আগুন and smoke-filled room. She couldn’t find Fin, couldn’t find anyone; she was losing hope and losing blood. She collapsed to the floor as flames danced around her; she was getting lightheaded, yellow spots danced in the edges of her vision, she was ready to succumb to the blanket of heat surrounding her---And then at once, the room went icy cold, frigid, as if she had been shoved into a freezer. The smoke immediately cleared, the dancing flames burnt out to ash. Weakly, Aisling raised her head; a strong, pale hand reached for her, and she grasped it tightly. Fin lifted her to her feet, and she gave a weak smile at the firecaster.
“Wh-what happened?” Aisling stammered.
“I don’t kn---” Fin was cut off দ্বারা an earsplitting blast. Aisling screamed again and dropped to the ground, hands clapped over her ears, delirious with pain and sheer terror. Fin remained standing, however, lighting her fist on fire. She swiveled her head around, craning her neck, searching through the thick smoke that had clustered again in the room.
“Show yourself,” she growled, but before she had time to do anything else, she was knocked flat on her back.
Okey dokey!!! মতামত pwease??? And also, I can’t promise that new chapters will come out this fast. This one was already written, so...yeah...^.^
Age: 15
Details: Human, white, english
Powers: Red lantern ring, Superhuman strength and durability, advanced skills, knowlage and abilitys.
Story: Kitanas always been different, আরো angry than different. Her parents kicked her out when she was 5 and she was found and sent to a faster care home. Many familys came and went but she always ended up back at the care home. Over time she just got আরো outraged at life and how to her everyone seem to think they were better than her. It got to the point where she had tryed to kill herself many a time but Kitana was always caught. Atrocitus, leader of the Red Lanert Corp reached out a hand and saw in her eyes the ture potenial her rage had within.
Personality: Self obssessed and over confident, hot headed and bossy and to be frank stuck up!
Uniform: (I'll draw and post a pic soon!)
Name: Tina Fang
Alias: Nocturne
Appearance: Black hair that reaches her hips, ivory skin, black eyes.
Civvies: Leather dress, black tights.
'Stume: Picture!
Powers: Flight. Invisibilty.
Skills: Sword skills. Lockpicking.
Info: Tina is after her arch enemy, Ren. Who killed her sister, Ivy. And in order to get to Ren's hide-out, an অ্যাঞ্জেল must come with her to guide and help destroy Ren, because he is too powerful to defeat দ্বারা herself.
So, there আপনি go! Your welcome অ্যাঞ্জেল Warrior Heart! X3