So this is part 1 of Broken Wings. Just to recap, this takes place 20 years after Season 1. Aisling and Jackson, in addition to most of the former team, are on the Justice League. They have 3 kids: Lily aka Midnight Streak who's 12, Chandler aka Coda who's 11, and Annabelle aka Firefly who's 9.
Five Hours Earlier:
“What is it?” Lily asked, a faint yawn in her voice. The three kids were gathered in the living room, in their pajamas, slumped over the couch. Their parents were standing in front of them, blocking the TV, much to Chandler’s displeasure. He was laying on his back, his feet propped up against the arm of the couch, and leaning to the side, trying to see around them. Annabelle was absorbed in a book, their white-and-tan German shepherd Helena curled up seterusnya to her head, and Lily was seated in between them, sitting straight up eagerly.
Their mother stepped forward. “Guys, we’re leaving again.”
The kids let out a collective groan, Annabelle slammed her book closed and dropped it on the table, making Helena jump, Chandler rolled over onto his stomach, annoyed, and Lily’s shoulders slumped a little.
“But why?” Annabelle pleaded, her turquoise eyes, an exact replica of her mother’s, wide behind her tiny glasses.
Their father looked down at his disappointed kids sympathetically, running a hand through his messy blonde hair. “Sorry guys. I know it sucks, but the League needs us.”
Chandler’s eyes narrowed, and he sat up, folding his arms across his chest. “You’re not gonna leave us again,” he berkata defiantly. Their mother smiled, ruffling his dark brown hair affectionately.
“We have to. Unless anda want the world to explode.”
Annabelle began to giggle, but then, thinking better of it, stopped herself, reassuming the defiant expression that all three children shared.
“Hey,” the father said, leaning into his son. “It’s not all that bad. anda get a night to yourself. anda can watch lebih TV, Chan.”
Chandler brightened a little at that, but he still wasn’t completely happy.
“Why can’t we go with you?” Lily whined.
“Yeah,” Chandler chimed in. “We have powers too!”
Annabelle looked down. We, she thought, is not the right word. Why did she have to be the one without powers? She stroked Helena absentmindedly, trying to cheer up.
“You even gave us hero names!” Lily added.
The parents stepped back, giving each other a meaningful glance. “Why did anda give them hero names, Aisling?” the father asked. “I told anda we’d never hear the end of it.”
Aisling laughed. “Those meant nothing. anda know that, Jackson.”
Jackson shook his head, then went back over to the couch, where the kids were still slumped.
“I’m sorry guys. We have to go. But when you’re older, I promise, you’ll be Heroes with us. We’ll fight together, the five of us. Hey, maybe you’ll sertai the team. Whaddya say to that?”
Lily smiled. As the oldest, having just turned twelve, she had heard quite a few conversations between her parents about when she would be joining the team. Jackson had been firm, she had to wait until she was at least fourteen, but Aisling had pointed out that there had been kids there as young as twelve.
Aisling turned to Lily, giving her a Ciuman goodbye. “You look after them tonight, okay?” she asked. Lily nodded.
Aisling gave Chandler a light hug, ruffling his dark hair, then moved on to Annabelle, who stared up at her, blue-green eyes wide with fear. “You promise you’ll let us fight with anda someday soon?” she asked, her voice faint.
“I promise.”
Aisling broke away, and after giving the children a last meaningful glance, followed Jackson out the door.
Five Hours Earlier:
“What is it?” Lily asked, a faint yawn in her voice. The three kids were gathered in the living room, in their pajamas, slumped over the couch. Their parents were standing in front of them, blocking the TV, much to Chandler’s displeasure. He was laying on his back, his feet propped up against the arm of the couch, and leaning to the side, trying to see around them. Annabelle was absorbed in a book, their white-and-tan German shepherd Helena curled up seterusnya to her head, and Lily was seated in between them, sitting straight up eagerly.
Their mother stepped forward. “Guys, we’re leaving again.”
The kids let out a collective groan, Annabelle slammed her book closed and dropped it on the table, making Helena jump, Chandler rolled over onto his stomach, annoyed, and Lily’s shoulders slumped a little.
“But why?” Annabelle pleaded, her turquoise eyes, an exact replica of her mother’s, wide behind her tiny glasses.
Their father looked down at his disappointed kids sympathetically, running a hand through his messy blonde hair. “Sorry guys. I know it sucks, but the League needs us.”
Chandler’s eyes narrowed, and he sat up, folding his arms across his chest. “You’re not gonna leave us again,” he berkata defiantly. Their mother smiled, ruffling his dark brown hair affectionately.
“We have to. Unless anda want the world to explode.”
Annabelle began to giggle, but then, thinking better of it, stopped herself, reassuming the defiant expression that all three children shared.
“Hey,” the father said, leaning into his son. “It’s not all that bad. anda get a night to yourself. anda can watch lebih TV, Chan.”
Chandler brightened a little at that, but he still wasn’t completely happy.
“Why can’t we go with you?” Lily whined.
“Yeah,” Chandler chimed in. “We have powers too!”
Annabelle looked down. We, she thought, is not the right word. Why did she have to be the one without powers? She stroked Helena absentmindedly, trying to cheer up.
“You even gave us hero names!” Lily added.
The parents stepped back, giving each other a meaningful glance. “Why did anda give them hero names, Aisling?” the father asked. “I told anda we’d never hear the end of it.”
Aisling laughed. “Those meant nothing. anda know that, Jackson.”
Jackson shook his head, then went back over to the couch, where the kids were still slumped.
“I’m sorry guys. We have to go. But when you’re older, I promise, you’ll be Heroes with us. We’ll fight together, the five of us. Hey, maybe you’ll sertai the team. Whaddya say to that?”
Lily smiled. As the oldest, having just turned twelve, she had heard quite a few conversations between her parents about when she would be joining the team. Jackson had been firm, she had to wait until she was at least fourteen, but Aisling had pointed out that there had been kids there as young as twelve.
Aisling turned to Lily, giving her a Ciuman goodbye. “You look after them tonight, okay?” she asked. Lily nodded.
Aisling gave Chandler a light hug, ruffling his dark hair, then moved on to Annabelle, who stared up at her, blue-green eyes wide with fear. “You promise you’ll let us fight with anda someday soon?” she asked, her voice faint.
“I promise.”
Aisling broke away, and after giving the children a last meaningful glance, followed Jackson out the door.
"Go."
'Stume.
Civvies!
Alias: Valac
Relationship: *giggle* Ciel Norrian (Harmonian)
Powers: -Flight (wings), telepathic, ability to learn new languages instantly
Skills: Sword fighting, acrobatics, hacking…..ya know, the usual.
Past: Jaime, so far….hasn’t been captured sejak the school when he was born. Why? Because he was born with wings. At the age of 7, Jaime was captured and they took his wings. He despises the school and tries to burn it down every chance he gets. While, trying to burn it down, Jaime was knocked unconscious and regained his wings.
Other: –Called princess because he’s lazy and won’t train.
-Keeps throwing cards, knives, etc. in his kot sleeves.
-Looks like Devin, acts somewhat like Fang.
-Picks on Lexi and Mel the most.
-Age is 16, Jaime stays in the 5 tahun timeline. Normally he would be 11. So, he's in the YJ Invasion crew...Just, yeah. It's confusing.
Hero
Ciel and Jaime :3
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. anda going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, Ciuman its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like anda Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. anda going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, Ciuman its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like anda Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
