The difference

ARNING:

This Fanfiction has been rated "M" for Mature. Reader's Discretion is advised. Extreme Violence, adult language & content, sexual content, debatable actions oleh characters, public trauma, extreme cussing, and other questionable events will occur. It is highly suggested that viewers younger than fifteen do not read this. It is also the author's suggestion that if anyone of any age feels offended oleh any of the content mentioned above, that they do not read it.

NOTE:

This fanfiction was originally delayed two weeks due to the tragic shootings in Aurora, Colorado. Events in this fanfiction...

What Could Have Been...

(AN: Yah, here's my halloween Special. I thought it was different than what other people would expect from me. Besides, I need to do something happy. Cheers!)

--SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT-- 



New York City
October 31st, 18:03 EST
2035 A.D.
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"Mom?" 

"Yes honey?"

"Are anda coming trick-or-treating?" 

Holly glanced back through the bedroom at Sam who shook his head before pointing to his watch.

"No, I'm sorry Lily. I'd cinta to come but daddy and I have a very...important errand to run." 

"Okay..." The light haired girl frowned. Her hair was somewhere...

Megan stared at the papers that were on the table, she picked up the Daily Planet, and opened up to a acak section in the paper. Her eyes bugged out. Harley’s picture was in it. She wore a skimpy bikini, blue with red polka dots. Large sunglasses, her hair had grown back to its normal length that they were all used to. She held a drinking glass, that held a red colored drink. Megan almost coughed up her cereal, when Superboy walked in. He strode over to her ad smacked her as lightly as he could on the back, hand tingling as he touched her. “You okay M’gann?” Megan nodded, “Yeah,...

“Are anda sure this will work?” asked superman and Skylar repeatedly. batman was getting annoyed, “I’m sure.” and turned his back on the men tunggu Harley in a testing tube into S.T.A.R. Labs Van. They were lucky they had sedated her, atau she would have gone into a rage. She hated test tubes as much as Superboy hated Pods and monkeys. Mr. Arleta came to superman and batman looking at a clipboard, “We have all the data, and she’s loaded in, Wayne Corps. has donated to the cause of bringing Harley back. Quite a generous donation too. Ten thousand dollars. And the Daily Planet, has...

He layed asleep on the dipan, sofa his eyes closed lightly and his breathing shallow and gentle. She walked in in her tight blue jeans and a ungu long sleeved kemeja with her combat boots and her eyes fixed on him, her lips surpressed a smile watching him. She walked over and sat across from him on the coffee meja and gentley brushed his hair out of his face and ran her hand down his cheek, he didnt awaken from his slumber. She watched him in intrest, he looked so relaxed and defenseless as he slept, she tilted her head to the side staring at him still. Never would she see him like this when he...

“I know where they’re taking us.” Jamie berkata with his eyes closed.
“Where?” Lexi looked up at her brother,
“The School.” Jaime didn’t pindah from his peace of mind,
“How do you?!” Lexi gave her brother a odd look.
“I can read minds.”
“Since when?!”
“Since always.” Jaime opened one eye, “Why?”
“You lied! anda berkata anda didn’t have any powers!”
“I never berkata that.”
“BULLSH-T anda NEVER berkata THAT!” Lexi raised her voice,
“Temper sister dear. I simply told them I didn’t know.” Jaime sat relaxed, ignoring his sisters’ temper.
“You lied to our parents...

She placed a warm towell on the little girls forehead and sat on the coffee meja across from the dipan, sofa staring at her sadly, " Sil maybe anda should go relax..." he said, she turned to Bentley and sighed " what if she doesnt wake up..what if she doesnt have parents...." she muttered out. Bentley looked at Aryess and sighed " go relax please....we'll figure this out.. " he muttered, she let out a shaken breath and stood up walking over to him " if i couldnt relax last night what makes anda think i can now... " Aryess gazed up at him with tired eyes. Bentley sighed and looked at her not knowing...

((random thing. it just came to me in Spanish class so here it is...has nothing to do with anything soooo...its kinda just thrown out there...hope u like anyway))

Harley hands pumped Ciel's chest. She couldn't see his face through the tears, and whispering out, "Ciel..some one baby dont die! Wake up..please..please wake up Ciel.." His chest did not rise nor fall. Harley cried and put her head to his. Face to face, she whispered in a shakely, "oh Ciel i'm so sorry, this is all my fault..and now...now anda dead..." She pressed her lips to his his quickly and mouthed, "I'm so sorry."

She cried in...

Step one anda say we need to talk
He walks anda say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and anda stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And anda begin to wonder why anda came

"Sit down. We need to talk." I demanded. Ciel started to walk the other way. I stood up.
"Ciel!" I yelled. He turned and smiled. He sat on the chair across from me. I sat down at stared at him. I didnt know him anymore....

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with...

Talk
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Barbara sighed and pulled her biarawan, penutup cerobong asap off. The cold, hard piece of rubber sat on her meja tulis, meja and she sighed. The night had bee rough. batman and Robin always seemed to have everything under control when she got there. She wasn't needed.

Barbara sighed again and buried her head in her hands. She woke to a sharp rapping on her door.

"Babs?" her father called. "Barbara get up!"

Barbara moaned and sat up sleepily. It was ten o' clock.

"Shit." she muttered. She was about to answer the door when she saw her cowl, which reminded her she still had her costume on.

"Barbara, for the last time--"...

It was a crisp fall hari in the city of Melbourne, and a 2 yr old girl was perched on a red wooden bangku in front of the huge glass window. Watching the bustling city, cars and stinky drivers, hotels filled with taxi cars and malls bursting with a large amount of shoppers. She wasn't so far up in the apartment, hardly on the detik floor so she was able to see most things, her hands greedily moving up the window, wishing to go outside.
Her eyes followed traces of flying autumn leaves, rustling in the wind and dancing in the sky.
A big black mobil van, van gave a big abrupt stop on the side of a jewellers...

Interviewrer : hey so this week I'm interviewing one of gothams most mysterious ( cheeks redden a bit and says idiotically in cinta ) and one of the biggest jantung throbs Bentley Thompson I mean uh nice ( cheeks redden more)

Mclovin: he has a girlfriend anda know....Ughhh don't think silver will let anda flirt with her man...

Bentley: jantung throb?...( looks at both of anda confused)

Interviewer: so Bentley whats your favorit colour?

Bentley: umm.... ( shrugs) well I guess black I dunno

Interviewer: yeah black suits you....( stares at anda lovingly)

Bentley: ( looks at anda confused ) I have a girlfriend...

I had to write this!!! It's just....Oh you'll have to read it! Enjoy!!!!


The smell wafted through the base. It was warm, comforting. Trevor, Zero, and Todd looked up from where they were playing cards in the living room. Zeth stood at the counter, piling cokelat chip kue, cookie onto a plate. Terror ventured out of his room, eyebrows raised.
“You know Zero doesn't like this,” he said.
“Screw that.”
Terror watched Zeth place a fan oleh the cookies, aimed at the vent.
“There are reasons it's not allowed,” Trevor chimed in.
“I know. Couldn't help it.”
“What are anda talking about?” Todd...

Earlier that week everything had been perfectly normal. Fin, Delta, and Robin were relaxing on the couch, flipping through channels (Connor was not pleased that they’d fixed the static--he’d disappeared into his room some time yang lalu complaining about his favorit show.) M’gann was in the kitchen, Artemis was sitting on the counter. Wally was eating the burnt kue, cookie that M’gann had pulled out some time ago, and Kaldur was sparring with Nathan in the main room.
Fin’s hand began to go even faster, smoke coming off the remote as she sped up to a Wally-like pace. The T.V. couldn’t keep...

BAH. I'm working on Living Remains, I swear, but I was pressured into posting this.
Rated PG-13 for gore and over-description.
Kind of AU-ish, where Nathan Stone is real and not Ryan Zucco, but not dating Fin. At all. :D

The linoleum tiles were splattered with a crimson liquid, and Dick could've sworn it was taunting him. Some of it was just acak splashes of coppery scented color against the pale walls, most of it was in patterns and words. Widened grins of a crazed madman were prominent, Bruce noted dutifully, but some were crude letters scribbled with a finger. Among these were "help," "pain,"...

“Maldita sea! Confío en que los gilipollas con los hechos que Slade Wilson, el hombre que ha arruinado mi vida, está en la cárcel, y lo sabes, no lo está! Y noooo, ese tipo exacto el mismo se niega a sacarme de la misión sólo porque tengo un problema personal con el culo, y ahora me tengo que quedar siendo pequeño ayudante de Slade otra vez! Odio a la vida! Odio, odio, odio, odio ODIO LA VIDA!”
Fin nearly screamed in anger, clutching her head and making hand motions to Aisling, who was watching her worriedly. “Um.. what language.. is that?”
“Spanish!” Fin snapped, clearly pissed...

He jumped a building and did a front flip landing on the ledge of the building looking out at the city. A small robotic labah-labah, laba-laba climbed into it's web and a red light on it's back blinked a couple times zooming in and focusing on him, he watched from one of the monitor screens infront of him and sat staring at him in intrest, He wanted him...... He needed him on this side....he was an interesting character that made him lebih desireable to him... He acted as if he had powers though he did not have any and the skills he possessed were very powerful. How would he catch this boy though... He has...

Still taking spots of anyone wants to join.

Lexi ignored the pain in her left wrist as she struck the punching bag. Mel sat in the middle of the floor, flipping through the channels
"Boring...boring...boring." Mel berkata with each flip of the channel. 
"And here's the main general of sector 56 who is still on land...it has been reported that he did not travel with his sector this afternoon." Mel stared at the screen, and Lexi stopped what she was doing to stare at the screen.
"What sector was dad in?" Lexi pulled off her gloves.
"No idea..." 
"Wasn't it-?" Mel cut Lexi off.
"SHH. Listen!"
"The general...

It was only in the darkest hours of the night that I feel the safest in the city. There are dozens of things that hide among the shadows, where the tendrils of the lights can't reach.
And, much to my advantage, one man's hiding place, is another girl's haven.
Sitting atop the roof of a high-rise, I stare out at the city lights that dot the sky, accompening the moon.
A mere sliver tonight, I note, glancing up at the curved line that glows above the lights. It seems alone, the stars hidden behind clouds. Empty clouds that don't hold any rain, I hope. I don't mind the sprinkle of clear water that...

Help-


New Orleans

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Red Revenge and Silver Wings sat at a corner meja in the bar. They didn't speak to anyone, and no one approached Ary on fear of the Black Hero. Revenge was definitely known, even as far south as New Orleans. He was definitely respected.

He and Ary weren't there for pleasure though. After a scuffle (if anda could call it that) earlier that night, Revenge had taken Silver down to a meta-human bar in New Orleans.

"I'm flattered." Ary said, her eyes still narrowed at the Black Hero. "Two kidnappings, electrocution, a rescue mission,...