Age: She never says and so is thought to be around 17-19 years of age
Eyes: Light Blue Hair: Short Black Height: 5'6 (171 centimeters)
Familial: Sister - Verona
Outfit: Blue, white and emas military jaket and a white pleated rok with blue and emas accents (pic)
Powers/Weapons: Echolocation, thermal and heat sensor (she can see the thermal image of people and objects if she chooses to), can hear extremely well (even the littlest sounds such as a heartbeat in the other room), can create a strong force field around herself and things she touches, along with...
She awoke to a jolt. It felt as if she had been turned back on. Then, her now red eyes stared at the surgeon, who held the remote in his hand. Iscath stood beside him, smiling like an idiot.
“Good morning pet! I see the nano-bots in the computer have progressed quickly.” Rene looked down at her legs and saw that one of them had become mechanical inside. Wires hung out from a small metal patch in her skin. Then she felt her arm tingle. As she turned her head, she saw the wired arm, no long skin whatsoever. The red head quickly spun back to see their faces.
Zephyr groaned as the dim light in the room caused him to strain his eyes. He sat up from the rough floor and took in the environment around him. The air was heavy with dust, which hid the battle sounding out from further in. Slowly, Zephyr inched back until his back hit the dinding behind him. "Could someone tell me what's going-" he stopped as he felt something wet under him. "...Blood? Why is- Val!" His lifelong companion lay lifeless on the ground, blood leaking down her head and pooling under her. Her glassy eyes stared into the ground, and her mouth just barely hung open. Gently,...
(( anda all better know who these people are, cause if u don’t, just skip to the end and I’ll give anda the story in layman’s terms. ))
Harley’s arms were chained, and blood stained everything around her. And the blood wasn’t even hers. She coughed, when a voice boomed from the shadows, “Why if we could not get the Last Son of Krypton, just get something better. Exact powers, same weaknesses, but more. Stronger, lebih power. The Last Daughter of Krypton. Give into hopelessness my dear. Freedom is a lie.” A body came closer, wrinkled face, bobbed white hair, and sly and dangerous eyes....