«We Could be Heroes»

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Never before has it been revealed to the world the true extent of my pen obsession. )
(Yes. There are much different between pens. Some write like dirt, others flow across the page like tears of Jesus or something. Truly a difference.)
 
(Sure lets do it!)
Crow flew through the sky, his mind numb. He finally landed in an alleyway and transformed into a human. He leaned against the cold wall of a building. I shouldn't have left them.... they'll end up dead.... like Tor. He slid down to a sitting position, arms wrapped around his head. What have I done? I've failed them.... Suddenly Crow felt tears gathering in his eyes. He tried to wipe them away, but it didn't work.
So he cried.
He cried for his friends, he cried for Tor, and he cried for the family he would never meet.....

(@Nariah01 cue Akira)
 
Name: Breyer
Age: 15
Height: 5' 5"
Physical Identification:
Drawing coming soon...
Skill(s): Telekinesis
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Terrible migraines, has trouble focusing, has anger issues.
Likes: Rain, Clouds, Nighttime
Dislikes: Sunshine, heights, allergies
Quirks: He says, "Boom goes the dynamite" A LOT. :lol:
He wears cowboy boots ALL THE TIME. If he doesn't have 'em on... Run. For. Your. Life.
Updated. :p
 
As they pulled out, he noticed the ambulance. He slapped on the back glass, "Hey! Aren't you going to take her to the hospital? Or..." his voice quivered, "or the m-mortuary? You can't just leave her there! Does her family know? Hey!"
 

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