Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, malaikat
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...

January 2, 2108

The two girls awoke in a box they found the night before. The sorceress had shrunken herself down into a kitten so that her daughter could comfortably fit inside the box while she sat selanjutnya to the box. Julie tried to stretch in the box, but it ended up breaking. Rene had gone back to her old self and pulled the dark red kap, hood over her head. Immediately, the red head pulled out her gun and shot the man walking past the alley they slept in. Luckily, no one else came after the shot was made.

"Mom!" Julie whisper shouted. "You can't just shoot for no reason!" Her mom looked back at...

Name: Fa mulan (In English, mulan Fa)
Alias: Jade Dragon
Occupation: hero, student
Powers: power sensing and recognition, flight, high density polymerized titanium Japanese fans, has a way with healing herbs and prefers them over modern hari medicines, very intelligent, bonds with the Ancestors, professional martial artist, extremely agile
History: There was a prophecy about mulan when she was born: It was berkata that she was to be the embodiment and hostess to the Jade Dragon spirit. But the Jade Dragon was the emblem of a different family. That alone caused tension between families. After a while,...

Oops, accidently deleted this. It’s the same Owl King as before!

Bodies leaned over standing-tables and elbowed to get a place at the bar. Voices filled the air in layers until it was a constant roar of noise. Amidst it all, a young woman in a short, sparkling aquamarine dress slipped through the bodies. She emerged from the crowd as she reached the bar, feeling a moment of respite from the suffocating stench of acrid cigarette drags, fruity e-cig puffs, and stifling body sweat. Her eyes seemed to scan the row of amber bottles on the back dinding in front of a long mirror. Really, she was watching...

And oleh 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 jantung 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. anda 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...

“Are anda 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 anda 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 pertanyaan as to why she wouldn’t want to.

She flinched...

"....Why?" Fletcher asked, closing the window that Fang had recklessly thrown open. Tobias sighed and looked at his hands before folding them behind his back. "I fear if i reveal too much.. I could severely alter the time line.. I'll have to let this one play out on it's own.. no matter the cost.. Just, make sure it's microlattice, it should be light weight enough and durable enough.. Thanks." He disappeared out the door before poking his head back in. "Wing shaped too.. About 7 feet long if anda will." He stated before disappearing from the room completely.

Fang's hands clenched as he approached...

I couldn't sleep last night and randomly got inspiration for this, so... yeah.

He didn't remember falling asleep. One moment he was lying in bed, curled up with his girlfriend's head on his shoulder, and the selanjutnya he was being nuzzled awake oleh a furry maw and wet nose. His eyes flashed open. They had once been an electric blue, but were now a lebih faded denim, soft and well worn.
The serigala raised her head when her son opened his eyes, her unnaturally purple irises brightening with excitement. Sansa hoped off the tempat tidur and looked over her shoulder to her child, tail wagging in a blur of white. Aleksander...

((SO this is all taking place after that Deception series I wrote(and never finished but I am menulis an epilogue to finish it off). Anyway. Like R_L berkata this was a mutual agreement. Couples break up. It happens. I would like to thank her for being so awesome and calm about it. ily. anyway this is Blade's side))

She paced back and forth in her own apartment. The light outside had disappeared as if giving up on her and leaving her without any support in this decision. The darkness had shrouded the den, not a single light in sight. The curtains had been drawn and all light-switches cut off. She...

Because screwing with emotions is a hobby of mine... At least this one has some violence. Sorry this is SO long, wanted to membungkus, bungkus it up real good. anda could just skip to the stuff beneath the ~*~*~*~ at the end, but you'll be hella confused.

Kai was three days old when an assassin came for him and his mother.

Aryess had fallen asleep with him in her arms. It was a habit now- he hardly ever left her arms, and never her sight. Aryess had gotten used to sleeping whenever she could, which meant she slept when Kai slept. That excluded when she had to carry him from plane to train to train, buy food,...

This idea just randomly appeared in my head and I really had to write it... It's like an AU kinda, so don't be offended South, please!

Becca sped down the road, following the white streak emitting from a red blaze in the sky. The sky writer was her compass, one she had no chance of communicating with since getting the urgent call at the mountain, and therefore had to follow blindly, faithfully. 
She  veered off the road onto a dirt path and the red flare Becca had been following for the past jam since leaving the highway suddenly slanted it's path downward. She braked to a stop; the red ball...

Alek unwrapped the bandages from his hand and stared down at the scarred knuckles. Scars not from his baru saja injuries, but from cuts made long before he had gained the ability to heal so quickly. He flexed his fingers, the fluid movement unhindered oleh any pain. The only reminder of Alek's outburst from the night before was the broken mirror, the glass of which the teenager had cleaned up. He made a mental note to replace the shattered mirror just as he heard a soft murmur behind him.
"I thought anda had left." The girl standing in the doorway of the bathroom wore a white tee-shirt that hung loose...

“Tell me more.”
“About what little princess?”
“The ones who look like me.”
“Cat, you're supposed to be in bed. Who are anda talking to?”
Terror stood in the doorway, light flooding the room. Cat sat huddled up in bed. She was dressed for sleep, but was wide awake.
“Scotty,” she answered, pointing to the white fox.
“Well it's late. anda need to sleep.”
“Okay.”
Cat settled back down and Terror closed the door. She waited till she heard his footsteps fade before sitting back up.
“Are anda still here?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me more.”
“Well for starters, those creatures are called...