I know, I know, I Cinta anda too.
The zamrud, emerald eyes opened, eyelashes coated with ashes. Skin cold to touch, and scars that she had claimed from her confidence and fear alike. Her wings were shed, ripped away, burnt off her sacred body. Her innocent mind was not innocent, and it filled with memories that scarred her. Slowly, and painfully, the hero arose from the ash. zamrud, emerald eyes widened as memories flashed through her mind.
I screamed in my head. I screamed in pain, and I grew weak, falling to my knees. It hurts so much, God I just want it to stop! Stop! Please! Stop! I gave up, snapping out my wings. I pushed down as hard as I could. With all my strength, I burst through the roof, into the cold, and soothing snow. My wings were on fire, and they turned to ash quickly. I fell to the ground, crying out of pain, fear, and feelings I didn't understand. I laid there, crying, the snow covering my burns and soothing them...
Cries of pain - physical and mental - filled the air, as she fell to her hands and knees. Her lungs pulled in air, and wisped it out quickly. Pain filled her body with every breath, but she was determined. She had to stop herself as she coughed ash out of the very bottom of her lungs.
"I'm..." She whispered slowly.
"Not.." lebih pain coursed through the body of the young girl.
"Dead."
The zamrud, emerald eyes opened, eyelashes coated with ashes. Skin cold to touch, and scars that she had claimed from her confidence and fear alike. Her wings were shed, ripped away, burnt off her sacred body. Her innocent mind was not innocent, and it filled with memories that scarred her. Slowly, and painfully, the hero arose from the ash. zamrud, emerald eyes widened as memories flashed through her mind.
I screamed in my head. I screamed in pain, and I grew weak, falling to my knees. It hurts so much, God I just want it to stop! Stop! Please! Stop! I gave up, snapping out my wings. I pushed down as hard as I could. With all my strength, I burst through the roof, into the cold, and soothing snow. My wings were on fire, and they turned to ash quickly. I fell to the ground, crying out of pain, fear, and feelings I didn't understand. I laid there, crying, the snow covering my burns and soothing them...
Cries of pain - physical and mental - filled the air, as she fell to her hands and knees. Her lungs pulled in air, and wisped it out quickly. Pain filled her body with every breath, but she was determined. She had to stop herself as she coughed ash out of the very bottom of her lungs.
"I'm..." She whispered slowly.
"Not.." lebih pain coursed through the body of the young girl.
"Dead."
Alias: Conscience
Age: 15
Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.
Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good Nasihat giver.
Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.
Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is lebih on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.
Past: unknown.
Age: 15
Details: Human, white, english
Powers: Red lantern ring, Superhuman strength and durability, advanced skills, knowlage and abilitys.
Story: Kitanas always been different, lebih angry than different. Her parents kicked her out when she was 5 and she was found and sent to a faster care home. Many familys came and went but she always ended up back at the care home. Over time she just got lebih outraged at life and how to her everyone seem to think they were better than her. It got to the point where she had tryed to kill herself many a time but Kitana was always caught. Atrocitus, leader of the Red Lanert Corp reached out a hand and saw in her eyes the ture potenial her rage had within.
Personality: Self obssessed and over confident, hot headed and bossy and to be frank stuck up!
Uniform: (I'll draw and post a pic soon!)
