It was one of those days: long, and seeming to never end. I dragged my feet as I traveled down an alleyway. I yawned and slumped against a wall. I was still in my Red hud, hood guise as my eyes continuously fluttered from open to closed. I woke up to a rumble of thunder. I looked up and saw the sky turning a dark grey, almost black. I sighed. I didn’t want to go to my house and I had no where to really call home, so I headed to the only place I would be able to feel peace. I changed from Red hud, hood to Aeronwen Todd as I walked, removing my jacket, topi keledar and mask as I walked. I dropped them at my small house as I walked. Finally, I made it to the Gotham Cemetery. I went to my adopted father’s grave and fell to my knee’s.
“So, uh…Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I miss anda lebih than anda will ever know and I don’t know how I’m continuing on without you, but I’m doing it. Thank anda for caring for me and taking me in. I’m still not sure why anda did it. anda could’ve left me at the orphanage, let me eventually run away from there and live on the streets. And I want anda to know that if anda ever leave me, I will never be able to fill that hole in my heart, no matter who enters my life. I can’t replace you, Bruce can’t replace you, no one can replace you. You’re one of a kind, lebih special than anda will ever know and I Cinta you. Please, don’t leave my heart. I don’t think I’d be able to even go on, let along fill that empty void. So…I think I berkata everything I need to. I promise to visit and every time I mess with the Black Mask’s head, I promise to think of you” I whispered, tears pouring down my face. I left a single bunga on the grave as a hand landed on my shoulder. I turned and looked into the sorrowful blue eyes of my brother figure, Dick Grayson. I stood and hugged him tightly. I cried into his chest. Dick and Thalia Al Ghul were the only two people in this dimension who had actually seen me cry. And they knew that I only cried twice a year, so one of them was always there to offer a shoulder. Sometimes, they even put aside their differences and try and cheer me up sejak staying with me at my lonely utama in Gotham. On those occasions, it wasn’t Nightwing and Ra’s Al Ghul’s daughter, the hero and assassin, it was Richard Grayson and Thalia Al Ghul, the ward and the sister figure.
“Shhhh, it’ll be okay. He knows anda miss him lebih than anything. I do too. I promise, as long as you’re alive, he’ll be with you, fighting with you, protecting you” Dick murmured. There was a soft thump and Thalia joined us.
“You should have called me, Richard” she murmured.
“I know. But she needed some time alone first, to get her feelings out”
“We all do at one point in time. But right now, she need’s me. She needs us. She needs him”
A/N To all of those who have Lost their fathers, I want anda to know, I'm with you. If anda need strength, just look to the heavens above and scream for it. It's the only way you'll be heard
R.I.P Jason Todd, Friend, Enemy, Father and Son.
“So, uh…Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I miss anda lebih than anda will ever know and I don’t know how I’m continuing on without you, but I’m doing it. Thank anda for caring for me and taking me in. I’m still not sure why anda did it. anda could’ve left me at the orphanage, let me eventually run away from there and live on the streets. And I want anda to know that if anda ever leave me, I will never be able to fill that hole in my heart, no matter who enters my life. I can’t replace you, Bruce can’t replace you, no one can replace you. You’re one of a kind, lebih special than anda will ever know and I Cinta you. Please, don’t leave my heart. I don’t think I’d be able to even go on, let along fill that empty void. So…I think I berkata everything I need to. I promise to visit and every time I mess with the Black Mask’s head, I promise to think of you” I whispered, tears pouring down my face. I left a single bunga on the grave as a hand landed on my shoulder. I turned and looked into the sorrowful blue eyes of my brother figure, Dick Grayson. I stood and hugged him tightly. I cried into his chest. Dick and Thalia Al Ghul were the only two people in this dimension who had actually seen me cry. And they knew that I only cried twice a year, so one of them was always there to offer a shoulder. Sometimes, they even put aside their differences and try and cheer me up sejak staying with me at my lonely utama in Gotham. On those occasions, it wasn’t Nightwing and Ra’s Al Ghul’s daughter, the hero and assassin, it was Richard Grayson and Thalia Al Ghul, the ward and the sister figure.
“Shhhh, it’ll be okay. He knows anda miss him lebih than anything. I do too. I promise, as long as you’re alive, he’ll be with you, fighting with you, protecting you” Dick murmured. There was a soft thump and Thalia joined us.
“You should have called me, Richard” she murmured.
“I know. But she needed some time alone first, to get her feelings out”
“We all do at one point in time. But right now, she need’s me. She needs us. She needs him”
A/N To all of those who have Lost their fathers, I want anda to know, I'm with you. If anda need strength, just look to the heavens above and scream for it. It's the only way you'll be heard
R.I.P Jason Todd, Friend, Enemy, Father and Son.
Alias: Phase
Age: 17
Appearance: short pixie cut black hair, deep brown eyes.
Personality: She will laugh at almost anything, she can't help it how much she laughs at the smallest things. she a Tomboy.
Abilities/Powers: she has the ability to stop time for a moment in time, whether it be dodging an attack atau just to confuse her opponent. To others it may seem like she has super speed but she can alih at the speed of light when freezing the time.
Relationship: Single
Civvies: black tights, with toms, crewnecks, long sleeves, sweaters.
Past :Unknown
Others: sometimes her powers back api, kebakaran on here and she stuns herself and gets short term memory loss.
This charrie goes sejak the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, atau his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization sejak tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing lebih Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to Penulisan them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to Penulisan them, so, patience.
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