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The girl looked out over the near-silent streets of Jump City, and smiled slightly under the orange and black bandana she wore. It covered have her face, so passerby that happened to spot her wouldn't be able to tell.
If one looked high enough, they would see that her eyes were a icy blue tonight. Her colored contacts made them that way, and she secretly praised whatever-or whomever had invented them. She didn't like who she was related to, but she couldn't change that, no matter how hard she tried.
Her name? Emily Jean Wilson. Younger sister to the criminal mastermind Slade Wilson, and one of the Titan's greatest enemies below her brother.
She blinked a few times as a car pulled up in front of her and she walked up, unsure of what was happening.
The car in itself was amazing to the extreme. It was a shiny red color, and looked like a hot rod as she got closer to inspect it. The windows were tinted, so she couldn't see w
Pitch Black looked around his dismal cave, and for perhaps the thousandth time, cursed. He had been trapped in there for a year and a half now, never forgetting the people who had put him there. The Guardians-as he knew them as, humans were a completely different story-the people who protected children's hopes and wonders. He muttered something about them under his breath and turned to look at the room.
It was a dismal place, dark and depressed, and it reflected his mood. Although the fire in the grate opposite him burned cheerfully, it did little to dispel the chill in the air. He looked at it for a moment, debating on whether to keep it burning or not, then decided to leave it the way it was.
His black hair went into his eyes, and he pushed it back into place with a grey-black hand. He needed an ally. And he knew exactly were to get one.
Baby, everyday your training to get the gold....
Jade Evans looked around her as she jogged in the early morn
Life of a Pirate Chapter 3 The next day, I was over the shock of losing conciseness in my ancestor's body and was ready to go back onto the Animus. Desmond was concerned that what happened the day before might happen again, but I brushed him off, and lay back down. The glass slid back into place, and there was a flash of white, then I was back in Ariana's body...
When I regained conciseness, I was chained to a wall, my weapons removed from my body, and in a cell. My hands were numb, so I thought that had been there for a while now, and that's when I heard voices.
"Sir! She's awake!" One said.
"About time." Another said, standing in front of my cell. The man, obviously the captain, wore a blue jacket and blue pants. He had dress shoes on, and an ever-present smirk. He unlocked the door, and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He cupped my chin in his hand and pulled out a rag. "Go ahead and yell. Edward Kenwa