Krystal_Atems_Girl
Pulsar
- Joined
- Feb 26, 2013
- Location
- Crystal Palace and Egypt
Once upon at time, there was a galatic alliance called the silver millenium. All was peaceful and happy in the silver millenium, and the 9 planets and the moon lived happily together. Queen Serenity, ruler of the silver millenium, had two daughters, one as light and as happy as a summer breeze, who wore her heart on her sleeve, and the other, her twin, was a hard, sarcastic, violent and locked her heart up. Each twin, however, had a lover. For serenity, it was the cool and calculating King Bruce of Saturn, whose parents had died when he was little, leaving he and sister alone, with only their butler, Alfred. Krystal, the darker twin, on the other hand, had to lovers. The acrobatic sweet and noble Prince richard "Dick" and the hot headed, stoic Prince Jason, who had been taken in by Saturn's king, having lost their parents tragically as well. Things were happy for the princesses, and both of them were engaged, until tragedy struck, the kingdom of earth rose up against the silver millenium, due to a dark being, and the dwellers of the silver millenium all died. With Queens Serenity's last bit of power, she sent her girls, their loves, and their gaurdians to the future, hoping that this time they would have eternal happiness.
1,000 years later:
Krystal awoke in her bed, cold sweat on her pretty yet pale face. "Can't.. be..." she breathed out, feeling the energy from her expensive penthouse in gothem, having fallen asleep waiting for her boyfriend, nightwing. They had met again as titans when Jason was still robin, and she had been with him. Jason died so tragically, being blown up and beaten by the joker. She couldn't wait to kill that asshat. You don't kill the love of a dark court fae, particularly their queen, without extreme retribution. Krystal ran her fingers through her now damp with sweat blue hair, and jumped into the shower, drying herself before she transformed and left the penthouse, locking up behind her. Dick had a key.
"I'm gonna find you" she said softly, no mask on her face. Krystal was one of the few heroes who didn't wear a mask. Instead, she wore glasses out in the world, like her old friend Clark. She had known him since he crashed, her parents having been friends with his adoptive family. That wasn't what was important now though. She was on the edge of finding him, so close she could see the gleam of the red helmet. She stopped, smirking at him. "Hey red head! You called?" She asked, and she had no idea it was Jason. She could feel the similar energy, but it didn't register in her mind. Perhaps he would reveal himself to her. After all, she had been with him for 5 years before his death.
meanwhile, batman was on patrol, having just found the remains of a few petty criminals, they looked like joker's men. "Curious. who would have killed these criminals? Not Joker. His crownies would go out with a smile... seems to be a new villan in town." he said, examining the crimescene, looking for any obvious clues. He didn't find any. "Whoever this person is, they know how I work.." the bat said to himself, looking perplexed. Who could it be? He didn't know, but he vowed to find out.
1,000 years later:
Krystal awoke in her bed, cold sweat on her pretty yet pale face. "Can't.. be..." she breathed out, feeling the energy from her expensive penthouse in gothem, having fallen asleep waiting for her boyfriend, nightwing. They had met again as titans when Jason was still robin, and she had been with him. Jason died so tragically, being blown up and beaten by the joker. She couldn't wait to kill that asshat. You don't kill the love of a dark court fae, particularly their queen, without extreme retribution. Krystal ran her fingers through her now damp with sweat blue hair, and jumped into the shower, drying herself before she transformed and left the penthouse, locking up behind her. Dick had a key.
"I'm gonna find you" she said softly, no mask on her face. Krystal was one of the few heroes who didn't wear a mask. Instead, she wore glasses out in the world, like her old friend Clark. She had known him since he crashed, her parents having been friends with his adoptive family. That wasn't what was important now though. She was on the edge of finding him, so close she could see the gleam of the red helmet. She stopped, smirking at him. "Hey red head! You called?" She asked, and she had no idea it was Jason. She could feel the similar energy, but it didn't register in her mind. Perhaps he would reveal himself to her. After all, she had been with him for 5 years before his death.
meanwhile, batman was on patrol, having just found the remains of a few petty criminals, they looked like joker's men. "Curious. who would have killed these criminals? Not Joker. His crownies would go out with a smile... seems to be a new villan in town." he said, examining the crimescene, looking for any obvious clues. He didn't find any. "Whoever this person is, they know how I work.." the bat said to himself, looking perplexed. Who could it be? He didn't know, but he vowed to find out.