It tore at her.. the pain.. the hurt.. the betrayal. She knew.. she knew all she did was wrong or flawed in every way. She loved her team, they were her only family, how could she not. She wished she could just come out and say it.. say "I. Am. A. Traitor"
She glanced over and noticed the blood dripping from her wrists.. she didnt care though.. she ignored the pain. Actually she was content with it, it was like a friend that hated her but loved her all at once.
The dark maroon blood hit the ground and she grabbed one of the razors on her dresser, she looked over it and suddenly was over-whelmed with guilt and anger and just sliced through her flesh.
Gashes were left.. embeded in her skin.. like little narrow rivers of red. Tears streamed down her face and she just let them soak her top.. Her door creaked and she shoved her bleeding arms under her blanket, it was Phoebe.
"Yes?" Blade said.
"Blade, something wrong?" Phoebe replied in a gentle tone.
"No.. ca.. can you leave me alone for now?"
"Oh.. okay.."
Phoebe looked down and closed the door. Blade grabbed the razor and just looked it over again.. Blade's door creaked a second time. This time it was cold and smething felt off.
"Phoebe, I said leave me al-" she said still looking down.
"Oh.. it isn't Phoebe sweetheart.. it's Johnny." The boy replied.
"Gage?!"
"Yes, now keep it down, we don't want your team to know how you betrayed them all do we?"
The smirk was spread across his face, as Blade sat there with hurt in her eyes.
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She glanced over and noticed the blood dripping from her wrists.. she didnt care though.. she ignored the pain. Actually she was content with it, it was like a friend that hated her but loved her all at once.
The dark maroon blood hit the ground and she grabbed one of the razors on her dresser, she looked over it and suddenly was over-whelmed with guilt and anger and just sliced through her flesh.
Gashes were left.. embeded in her skin.. like little narrow rivers of red. Tears streamed down her face and she just let them soak her top.. Her door creaked and she shoved her bleeding arms under her blanket, it was Phoebe.
"Yes?" Blade said.
"Blade, something wrong?" Phoebe replied in a gentle tone.
"No.. ca.. can you leave me alone for now?"
"Oh.. okay.."
Phoebe looked down and closed the door. Blade grabbed the razor and just looked it over again.. Blade's door creaked a second time. This time it was cold and smething felt off.
"Phoebe, I said leave me al-" she said still looking down.
"Oh.. it isn't Phoebe sweetheart.. it's Johnny." The boy replied.
"Gage?!"
"Yes, now keep it down, we don't want your team to know how you betrayed them all do we?"
The smirk was spread across his face, as Blade sat there with hurt in her eyes.
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"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a knife in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, you too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a knife in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, you too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he said in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl said it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he said in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl said it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
For a moment, Revenge was pressed against her in the narrow hallway in complete darkness. Then, there was a light, from Revenge's mask, and the hallway was lit in a dim red light.
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any more smart remarks?"
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any more smart remarks?"
Sneak Peek Part II
Revenge or Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their guns to bear on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a rifle to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught you this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The next time they said something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge or Redemption
Revenge or Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their guns to bear on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a rifle to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught you this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The next time they said something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge or Redemption
Usually with Flowers in her hair even at school. adn always expressionless. kinda. but only if you can imagen her hair SLIGHTLY darker.
Usually she also has a punk rocker style going on so her flowers may depend on her mood or she may even wear them with her puvk outfit. let me see if i can fins a pic of punk rocker outfit for her also usually dressed.
okay found one it'll be picture 3!the one with the words u dont need to read kay!
if you have any Questions or comments on her Expression feel free to do so!