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(Name) stayed as still as she could, her back against the wall and eyes locked onto the weapon that was pointed at her throat. She was trapped and only one thing ran through her mind; how could this have happened? Her eyes flickered up to meet the cold look of a familiar silver haired boy. He was tall, a head taller than her, long silver hair spilled down his shoulders, he wore a long dark coat, similar to her own, and a blindfold was around his eyes. His gloved hand held onto the hilt of a sword that resembled a bat wing; Soul Eater. “Please,” She gasped. His grip didn’t waver, “Who are you?” He asked angrily

Running, gotta keep running. Skylar glanced up at the sky only to curse under her breath when she saw several S.H.I.E.L.D marked planes hovering about. She quickly ducked behind one of the many piles of the large metal containers in the shipyard. A spotlight quickly swept over her head, not detecting her. She held her breath before letting it out when the planes moved on. The dark haired woman slumped back against the metal container and rubbed her temples. “What a mess…” With a small sigh, she removed the white mask over her face, her violet eyes now blue as she looked up at the moon hanging overhead. “How do you g

“Come on!” Riku stumbled a bit as he was dragged down one of the many corridors in Master Yen Sid’s tower. The person who was dragging him, was one of the silver haired teen’s closest friends. “(Name), slow down,” The blue-eyed boy chided. She looked back at him, a teasing smile now spreading on her lips. “What am I going to fast for you?” she asked with a certain glimmer in her (e/c) eyes. The eighteen year old rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the small grin that quirked at the corner of his mouth. The two were currently taking some down time from the most recent situation that had c

Why…? Why did he invite you in again? Spencer glared at you, you were sitting on the couch beside him, innocently skimming through one of the books that had been on his coffee table. You pretended not to notice his look, and you tried your damned hardest to keep the smirk off your face. It had been about an hour since both of you had entered the young genius’s apartment. You two worked for the FBI, or more specifically the BAU and after work, Spencer had offered that you both get some food from an ‘awesome Indian restaurant that was open all night’. Who were you to deny spending some time with the loveable genius?

You had been in the garage for a good hour now. You were sitting on the ground looking at something, staring at one thing that fascinated you more than you'll ever admit. Your head tilted to one side as your (e/c) eyes appraised it once more, before tiling your head the other way to look at it from a different angle. "This is ridiculous." You thought as a sigh left your lips and you shook your head. What happened to be in front to you was a vehicle, it wasn't one of the many cars that surrounded you. Lord, knows Tony has way too many cars then he knows what to do with. No it was a motorcycle, more specifically, Captain America's motorcycle.