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 ব্যক্ত and slowly unfurled the metal wing, looking over it before letting out a low whistle. "Man, that's some fine work.." Chris ব্যক্ত and folded it back in, turning off the monitor that was throwing a fit at the lack of a pulse. Tobias stepped back, tilting his head to peer at the body on the floor. "I wonder when he'll come to.." He looked back up to Chris. "No idea, but we don't need him to here, plus he's freezing, so probably not until he's back to normal temperature.." Chris lifted his brother up, shifting him as Trystan ran back in. He nodded to the body on the floor and the speedster nodded, dragging Blake away before picking him up. Chris took a deep breath. "Lets go." He said, leaving the cold room behind.
Scotty leaned his head on his hand, staring blankly at the TV. He yawned and scratched the back of his head, his hand then slowly sliding up to the missing part of his শিয়াল ear, tracing the jagged bite marks. The male frowned and turned off the TV before falling sideways on the couch. Ears twitched at the ringing of his phone, tilting his head before slowly stretching and grabbing it. "Yeah?" Scotty slowly sat up, eyes widening as the conversation continued. "You found what, and where?" He was silent before standing and sliding his shoes on. "I'm on my way." Scotty hung up and gripped the device before running out of his apartment.
Small hands reached out and touched an object, his green eyes widening. The boy quickly pulled away, holding his hand close before shaking his head. "How old is he again?" Seraphs asked, making his way over to the window. "He just turned seven.." His mother ব্যক্ত quietly, moving away when Seraphs approached her. He pressed a button on the mic and leaned down. "What did আপনি see, Shane?" He asked, the boy whipping around to stare at him.
"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 ব্যক্ত and slowly unfurled the metal wing, looking over it before letting out a low whistle. "Man, that's some fine work.." Chris ব্যক্ত and folded it back in, turning off the monitor that was throwing a fit at the lack of a pulse. Tobias stepped back, tilting his head to peer at the body on the floor. "I wonder when he'll come to.." He looked back up to Chris. "No idea, but we don't need him to here, plus he's freezing, so probably not until he's back to normal temperature.." Chris lifted his brother up, shifting him as Trystan ran back in. He nodded to the body on the floor and the speedster nodded, dragging Blake away before picking him up. Chris took a deep breath. "Lets go." He said, leaving the cold room behind.
Scotty leaned his head on his hand, staring blankly at the TV. He yawned and scratched the back of his head, his hand then slowly sliding up to the missing part of his শিয়াল ear, tracing the jagged bite marks. The male frowned and turned off the TV before falling sideways on the couch. Ears twitched at the ringing of his phone, tilting his head before slowly stretching and grabbing it. "Yeah?" Scotty slowly sat up, eyes widening as the conversation continued. "You found what, and where?" He was silent before standing and sliding his shoes on. "I'm on my way." Scotty hung up and gripped the device before running out of his apartment.
Small hands reached out and touched an object, his green eyes widening. The boy quickly pulled away, holding his hand close before shaking his head. "How old is he again?" Seraphs asked, making his way over to the window. "He just turned seven.." His mother ব্যক্ত quietly, moving away when Seraphs approached her. He pressed a button on the mic and leaned down. "What did আপনি see, Shane?" He asked, the boy whipping around to stare at him.
1) I have made an account on Quizilla.com and am currently posting প্রবন্ধ on there. They're called Barrier and are দ্বারা Archers98Rule (me).
2)I also made an account on fanfiction.net, but use it less frequently. I go দ্বারা Enchantress98
3) I will not be conmtinuing my current প্রবন্ধ on this site. It will be continuing on some of the above sites (as soon as I figure out how to work fanfiction.net)
So, yeah. That's it. I'll give আপনি guys নবীকৃত তথ্য about when chapters are পোষ্ট হয়েছে and still participate in everything, I just won't be an active writer anymore. And feel free to contact me দ্বারা PM on any of the sites telling me where I should go পরবর্তি with my articles. TTYL :)
~Skittles98
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid অথবা up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was ব্রেভ on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who হারিয়ে গেছে without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad অথবা upset.
This is a small announcement, I only post this প্রবন্ধ beceas the new ফ্যানপপ system is so broken Thad I can't even poste any দেওয়াল posts অথবা প্রতিমূর্তি anymore. so to the announcement.
I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o আরো often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.
So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)
I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o আরো often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.
So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)