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.
Daily Episode
hari Forty-Eight:
Static Shock Episode Five: "They're Playing my Song"
Link: link
Summary: A meta-human named Adam Evans, Rubberband Man, attempts to get revenge on Ice Pack, a rapper who mencuri a song he wrote. Virgil gets a job at Burger Fool and loses it when he had to sneak out to take care of business as Static.
SOOO sorry this took so long!!!!!! I watched it this morning and totally forgot to put it up!!!! Anyway: the moral of this episode is never steal. Especially from a powerful meta-human with a lame name.
hari Forty-Eight:
Static Shock Episode Five: "They're Playing my Song"
Link: link
Summary: A meta-human named Adam Evans, Rubberband Man, attempts to get revenge on Ice Pack, a rapper who mencuri a song he wrote. Virgil gets a job at Burger Fool and loses it when he had to sneak out to take care of business as Static.
SOOO sorry this took so long!!!!!! I watched it this morning and totally forgot to put it up!!!! Anyway: the moral of this episode is never steal. Especially from a powerful meta-human with a lame name.
Can anda blame me? This is kinda what Fin's P.O.V in 5 years when Arty dies... It's fun if anda read it like you'd be Singing Twinkle, Twinkle.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How anda seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
anda grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
masam notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s buaian swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old Friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what anda see
What is it anda saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How anda seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
anda grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
masam notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s buaian swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old Friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what anda see
What is it anda saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
I made a promise to you,
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: sejak looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...