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YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 14
"I'm coming after you I promise!" Roy assured the terrified red head, before she disappeared between the teleportation.
Gasping for air, Natasha shot right up from her bed, clutching her rose red sheet on the bed. The last two days Natasha has been having nightmares about the exercise that went wrong a few days ago. No one was faring well with the trauma, and Miss Martian was doing worse because she's technically responsible for it.
Hearing a small noise outside her door, she quickly threw fires at the door, which proved only to be a squeak within the flooring. Still trying t calm down, she put her right hand to her forehead, trying to block out the images of the exercise, only to find that there was sweat running along her face, combined with a tears threatening to escape her eyes. Refusing, she quickly shut them both, not allowing them to slip through.
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 13
"Tornado? did you-" Zatanna came on screen as the whole team watched several members of the league dissenegrate before their eyes.
"Yes. We saw. Celestial defenses have failed. Initiate all terrestrial measures."
"Affirmative. See you in the field." Zatanna responded, signing off.
"Red tornado, should we go out there?" natasha asked their den mother.
"I must join the League. We will protect the planet at all costs. But should we fail, the responsibility falls to you." He constructs the team, answering the red head.
"We stand ready." aqualad said.
Natasha then saw Robin put on the news after Red Tornado zeta-d out of the cave.
"Are they going to be able to take that t
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 12
"Pineapple juice?" Asks Captain Marvel
"Ahh. Just what the Doctor ordered." Wally replied, leaning back in his chair as he watched his teammates spar.
"Wally, you could at least like play soccer or something. Keep active. It's really bothering me to see someone so inactive," Natasha scolded her 'brother'.
"Do the words broken arm mean anything to you?" He asks, waving his arm in the air.
Her face looked hurt, which he registered immediately. He tried apologizing, but she waved him off to talk with M'gann. "Whatever"
"Good work, everyone" Black Canary commended the team. "In fact, it's been a very productive week."
"Yeah, for everyone except kid malingerer." Artemis pointed out.
"You could say that again" the fire hurdler muttered under her breath.
"Hey! Arm broken in combat against the Injustice League here." The speedster tried defending himself.
Chuckling, Black Canary told them, "I've really enjoyed being
What You Left Me WithYou tell me you love me
Day after day
The moment you reached for my hand
I put all the pieces together
And realized that
You were the one for me
I was terribly mistaken
You left me for one
Whose looks ensnared you
Like everyone else
I was standing there,
Left in the dust
Watching as my whole world
I would rather have
The pain of a bullet
To my broken soul
Then the pain that you
Left me with
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 11
"You know their a couple right?" Robin whispered to Aqualad after they had finished sparring.
"I believe I knew before they did" the atleantean said with a smile.
"Do we tell them?" Boy Wonder asked as the archer, speedster, and fire hurdler walked into the room.
"It is not our place"
"Hey guys, does Bats have a mission for us?" Natasha asked as they walked closer to the two boys.
"Unfortunately, no, but you wanna go a few rounds? No powers." Robin asked her.
"So if Zatarra's our babysitter of the week, why is he still here? And why is he eating my snacks?" Wally complained.
"Your not the only one who needs to eat wall-man!" Natasha mocked as she knocked Robin to the ground when Batman zeta-d into the cave.
"Computer, National News" the dark night commanded.
"The initial attack was short lived, but Metropolis was only granted a short repre. And despite the intervention of superman and the justice leag
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:Part 10
"Thanks, but no thanks" Wally spit out as Artemis's mentor handing them a bowl of food.
"Yea, what we want are answers about Red Tornado and his siblings." Robin told the archer, clenching his fists, demanding an explanation.
"Exactly!" Kid Flash supported. Green Arrow started to take the bowl away, but Wally rejected. "Leave the bowl."
"Really?" Natasha muttered to him, smiling.
"What? I have a fast metabolism!" He defended himself.
"During the Tapie mission with Red Arrow, Sportsmaster revealed the possibility of a mole within the team. And of lasts night attack, Tornado would appear to be the traitor. But whether he betrayed us willingly, or preprogrammed is still-" Aqualad told batman. But didn't get a chance to finish because Conner came hurdling at hi
My YJ OC Sparrow
Secret ID: Robbin Ivy Valdez
Affiliations: Joker, Harley Quinn, Bane
DOB: November 17, 1993
Nationality: Latino, Italian
Current residence: always moving w/brother but stays in Gotham
Eye color: dark brown
Hair color: jet black
Hair type: Straight with bangs
Skin color: Porcelain
Costume colors: Navy blue & black
Porcelain skin with black hair, and brown eyes. Has an S tattoo on her right upper arm. Tall, lean and is very strong. Has a scar above her collar bone from a knife before she got her powers and covers it with a 'v' black chocker.
Does whatever it takes to please her boss. Cares very deeply for her brother. Strong on the outside, but still sensitive to what her brother tells her. Cocky. Never runs from a fight unless her brother or ally is harmed.
"Come on brother, lets show them what pain real
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 9
"Great, this is like elementary school all over again," Natasha grunts, inspecting her tie. Looking over, she noticed Artemis was pulling at her skirt, it being too long.
The teens were back from their trip to California and they had to go back to school.
"Artemis? natasha? Hi! I'm Bette! Your new student leasions. Welcome to Gotham Academy" A blonde girl told them.
"Thanks. I'm Artemis, but you knew that" Artemis replied, but Natasha just nodded her head.
Then a short black haired boy came up to them and took a picture with them. "We'll laugh about this one day"
"Uh, who was that?" Artemis asked.
"A freshman. Ignore him." And the three girl walked off.
"Dick? What was that about?" said a small sweet voice with auburn hair.
"Nothing Barbara. Just being friendly to the new girls." Dick responded, looking at the photo and following her.
At the Cave
"Haha. Someone's jealous." Megan said as Spear bumped int
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 8
"Come on Natasha! You have nothing else better to do, and I don't think you want to spend all day here helping analyzing debris from yesterday's explosion now do you?" Artemis argued with Scorch.
"Fine! I'll spend the day with you guys." Natasha grumbled.
Smiling, Artemis said, "cool, I'll tell the guys!"
Sighing, Natasha grabbed clothes from her duffle bag. She changed into a red top that had orange straps on her neck with yellow designs at the bottom. She supported a black miniskirt with black Hightop converse. Knocking on the boys room, Wally opened the door and leaned to the side.
"That's hot! You hanging with us today?" Asked Wally, winking.
"You really wanna go down that road? After what happened yesterday? Really?" She challenged.
Lifting his hands in the air in defeat, he walked in the room, muttering "K hotstuff" Deserving him a flick of fire to his shirt, he tried to put out. Rolling her eyes, she turned her head to see Conner and Aqu
How To Show A Girl She Can Love HerselfWhen you see her cry
you get a rag,
a gentle delicate clothe
lovingly grasp her hand
and dab its tip
to dry each tear as they come
and ask each drop
why it'd leave
such beautiful eyes.
If she wishes
to be in the sky
Tell her to go
Take the sun ransom
And replace it in the sky
So you can see her every morning
and plead for her
To return each night.
When you see her scars
gently like you might
caress the broken wing
Of a dove
and remind her
that for every hurt
that she's survived
has only made her
that much more unique
that much stronger.
Show her that she is worthy of love
That she deserves the love
she fears to give...
show her so that
one day after you're
This isn't the type of love that deserves poetryThis isn't the type of love
that deserves poetry,
born out of an inability
to survive alone,
born from a necessity
to believe in a lie
I'll continue to whisper
in your ear each night.
"I'll protect you"...
A lie neither of us believe
and neither of us dispute
for fear of losing our only tether
to this decrepit existence
that we both fear so much...
this love isn't romantic
nor is it confrontational
its not comforting
nor is it disturbing,
It's merely there
sinking beside us
in the sea of life ,
that's gently drowning us,
we can almost breathe.
to build an unfaltering homeshe taught me how to read, so it is best heard: http://sta.sh/0128k459sdil
only with you
can i mock
the utter idiocy and lack
of sense about how
the pacific is a warm-water
anomaly to the poetic iciness
of her experiences.
only with you would i
wish for karma
to take a luscious bite
of my fictitious Adam's
apple and my unfreckled,
skin; with you, i believe i could
sit for hours, watching in disgust
the utter power time can have
over the end of a crackling
(yes, you would,
at best --
it is enough)
we have chopped, killed
and savoured all our victims
in the comforts
of our too-virgin, too-clumsy,
fancy different giggles
and killers of time but you,
my home of a friend, you
wish the same foundations
that built you from scratch, (casting
your brother off a piano bench, stepping
on that one butterfly,
singing me that one song,
Elephants, coffeepots and second chancesI remember that conversation we had
about the meaning of eternity
how long can it last
one single blade
Even your smile
shining at me from a picture
looks different everyday
I remember the clouds
how you saw an elephant,
how we laughed
because to me it was clearly
But in the end
even the addicted pachyderm
like our laughs
like our promises,
everything lasted enough for a memory
enough for us.
I don't know
how can I ask you
a single day now
if an elephant
stands between us
if last time we talked
you weren't there.
Among withered grass,
water, pachyderms and coffeepots
I think it's clear,
what eternity really means.
Mr. DevilAnd she’s standing in the flames
Setting fire to everything
And all the pain
And she’s watching it burn away
And her lungs are brimming with
And the devil
Doesn’t want her to live
Because he thinks to live
Is to be evil
But evil is backwards
And the devil is backwards
And he’ll never really live again
And he’s just selfish
And a fool
An eviL deviL that once liveD
And would kill
To do it again
And nothing is really keeping her
From leaping into
The deep end
Where she can’t swim
She’s just looking at her reflection
As the devil hangs over her heart
He’s trying to drown her
Trying to keep her down with him
And nothing is keeping her from her hate
And her pain
But she’s standing in the flames
Setting fire to everything
And he’s supplying her with match sticks
And he poured gasoline into her lungs
Into her veins
To burn away her insides
Like she’s trying to burn away yesterday
The Practical List and the Bucket ListWhen I was four years old
My mom and my dad
Told me that I could be
That I could do and be whatever I wanted to
And I believed them.
And other moms and dads
Told their four year olds
The same thing
And those four year olds believed them too.
And when I turned thirteen
The guidance councilor had a one on one with each kid
And she asked:
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
And she handed me a list to choose from and told me to circle one
And I remembered
What my parents said
And I remembered what I wanted
But I didn’t see it on the list
I saw everything but what I wanted
So I asked her what was wrong with the list
And she gave me a steady look
Her glasses dangling on the bridge of her nose
And I raised an eyebrow and said:
“Well, why would anybody ever want to do such boring jobs?”
And she laughed
And she asked:
“Well…what do you want to be?”
And I smiled and said:
“I want to be an arti
The Rain WhipsersTake the whispers, they run in rain
Running, running down the pane
Windows, panes, glasses, scratching
Whispers, whispers, words are catching
Pounding ears and pounding drums
And still the window panes they run
Streaks and colors, clear and loud
So much silence, so much sound
Tears and laughing, so much noise
So much silence it seems to poise
Empty rooms and empty halls
Pounding, sound waves, on the walls
Voices catching on my ears
Like so many spider webs I hear,
Scratching, running, whispers, pain
So many palms covering sounds again
Listen, listen the rain it speaks
The noise so loud, the words so weak
Hear them slither in my ears,
Like so many rain drops and so many fears.
Whispers, whispers they run in rain.
Forever, hear the sounds again.
No EscapeShe wears her scars like armor pretending she won't give up but when she's in the moment she isn't quite as tough
They know just how to break her and love to see her pain it isn't just a pastime it's their favorite game
Even when it's over and she can finally be alone the screams and cries still echo the event now set in stone
She wishes for an ending just waiting for it to stop but the torture never ceases because it's contained with a lock
I Defy You
Click play and take it away.
If you were the last person on this earth I would not take your hand
I would rather die than be aided by you - do you understand?
Do you know what you did?
I gave you my trust and my loyalty then you screwed me up and got rid
like a piece of newspaper you threw away our friendship
at a toss of a coin - you let it flip
there is a side
you made your decision when you left mine
'Cause you left me to rot
after all we've been through together - for what?
to stab me in the back, to cheat and snide?
do you feel better now you've played with people's lives?
You have hurt me, but you have lost
a friend that would of stood by you no matter the cost
they beat me down - but you gave me up
but it hardened me now - and you're a weak pup
No spine, no backbone, you only care for yourself
so in the end you're gonna be alone crying for help
and I'll have an army of brothers at my left and right
all of them lion hearts, never flinching, together we fight
To This DayAnd if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself,
Get a better mirror
Look a little closer
Stare a little longer
Because there's something inside you that made you keep trying
Despite everyone who told you to quit
You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself
You signed it
THEY WERE WRONG!
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