Way in the future...
"No, no, no, tu have to let me in there!"
"How on earth would tu know this man? tu look like you're nineteen."
"He's my mothers grandfathers friend. I've known him all my life. Please, just let me see him!" The nurse sighed.
"Fine. tu have one hour. He's about to go anyways, so tu better hurry." Rene made a face and rushed past her. Damn, what a bitch.. she thought to herself. Room 205, 205, 205! She ran inside and slid herself into a chair por the man's bedside. His once black hair was wispy and white, his eyes lifeless, skin pale. The red head took his hand and held it to her face, allowing him to feel it.
"R-Rene?" the man croaked out.
"Yes, yes, it's me!" Her eyes were watering and the tears were flowing. The man could feel the tears and slowly started wiping them away.
"Please don't cry, not now." She sniffled and wiped her nose with her other hand.
"H-How can I not cry? You're going to die soon!" He carefully turned his head to look at her face. The red head's eyes were red and puffy. He took her hand in his and squeezed it lightly.
"Because I don't want to see tu sad before I go." Rene sniffled and smiled a little bit.
"There's that smile." He took her hand and placed it on his chest near his heart.
"Bentley, tu can't go. Not now."
"Rene, I'm eighty-six years old. My time has come." The red head was trying to keep a happy face, but her eyes continued to water. Bentley smiled a little and stretched his arms open a little. "Come here little sis." She scooted closer to him and hugged him, crying in his chest. He took his hand and stroked her hair, holding her close. The red head sniffled and turned her head to look at him. Bentley had a small smile on his face and then kissed the tip of her nose.
"B, how can tu be so happy?"
"I've had a happier life then I thought I would when I was much younger, and you're the reason why. So I'm just happy to see tu now." Rene couldn't stop crying. Her tears soaked his hospital blanket. The dying man wiped away her tears some más and pet her head, trying to make her stop crying. It worked a little bit. She tried to smile like he'd asked her, but it was so difficult for her. The red head closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest while he continued to pet her. They stayed like that for a little bit, until Rene could hear his corazón rate slowing down.
"I'm gonna miss tu Bentley..." her eyes filled with tears again as she lifted her head.
"I'm gonna miss tu too Rene." He smiled sweetly at her and he took her head, besar the parte superior, arriba of it. "Do one thing for me?"
"What?"
"Just sit there and smile for me. Please." Bentley took her hand in his and held onto it, his grip loosening the slower his corazón rate became.
"O-Okay..." She did as he asked, sitting there with a smile that he had seen on her porcelana face for years. His eyelids grew heavy and began to close, his grip still on her hand.
"I amor tu sis," he mumbled out with his last breath, a smile on his face. The monitor beeped loudly, because his corazón had finally stopped. She sat there, tears running down her cheeks.
"I amor tu too bro..." she whispered out before she completely collapsed and began to cry even harder than before.
"No, no, no, tu have to let me in there!"
"How on earth would tu know this man? tu look like you're nineteen."
"He's my mothers grandfathers friend. I've known him all my life. Please, just let me see him!" The nurse sighed.
"Fine. tu have one hour. He's about to go anyways, so tu better hurry." Rene made a face and rushed past her. Damn, what a bitch.. she thought to herself. Room 205, 205, 205! She ran inside and slid herself into a chair por the man's bedside. His once black hair was wispy and white, his eyes lifeless, skin pale. The red head took his hand and held it to her face, allowing him to feel it.
"R-Rene?" the man croaked out.
"Yes, yes, it's me!" Her eyes were watering and the tears were flowing. The man could feel the tears and slowly started wiping them away.
"Please don't cry, not now." She sniffled and wiped her nose with her other hand.
"H-How can I not cry? You're going to die soon!" He carefully turned his head to look at her face. The red head's eyes were red and puffy. He took her hand in his and squeezed it lightly.
"Because I don't want to see tu sad before I go." Rene sniffled and smiled a little bit.
"There's that smile." He took her hand and placed it on his chest near his heart.
"Bentley, tu can't go. Not now."
"Rene, I'm eighty-six years old. My time has come." The red head was trying to keep a happy face, but her eyes continued to water. Bentley smiled a little and stretched his arms open a little. "Come here little sis." She scooted closer to him and hugged him, crying in his chest. He took his hand and stroked her hair, holding her close. The red head sniffled and turned her head to look at him. Bentley had a small smile on his face and then kissed the tip of her nose.
"B, how can tu be so happy?"
"I've had a happier life then I thought I would when I was much younger, and you're the reason why. So I'm just happy to see tu now." Rene couldn't stop crying. Her tears soaked his hospital blanket. The dying man wiped away her tears some más and pet her head, trying to make her stop crying. It worked a little bit. She tried to smile like he'd asked her, but it was so difficult for her. The red head closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest while he continued to pet her. They stayed like that for a little bit, until Rene could hear his corazón rate slowing down.
"I'm gonna miss tu Bentley..." her eyes filled with tears again as she lifted her head.
"I'm gonna miss tu too Rene." He smiled sweetly at her and he took her head, besar the parte superior, arriba of it. "Do one thing for me?"
"What?"
"Just sit there and smile for me. Please." Bentley took her hand in his and held onto it, his grip loosening the slower his corazón rate became.
"O-Okay..." She did as he asked, sitting there with a smile that he had seen on her porcelana face for years. His eyelids grew heavy and began to close, his grip still on her hand.
"I amor tu sis," he mumbled out with his last breath, a smile on his face. The monitor beeped loudly, because his corazón had finally stopped. She sat there, tears running down her cheeks.
"I amor tu too bro..." she whispered out before she completely collapsed and began to cry even harder than before.
Name: Elizabeth Lilith Norrian.
Alias: Silent Fury
Appearance: White hair, amethyst eyes, pale skin. Slender build.
Civvies: Long, white trench coat, jeans, combat boots.
'Stume: White leotard, purple boots, purple cloak.
Powers: Blood bending. Super hearing.
Skills: Pocket-picking.
History: During her family's massacre, she hid her smaller brother, keeping him alive. She later fled, hoping he would survive on his own. Unlike her brother -who grew up in the wild- she grew up in an orphanage. She soon discovered her powers, and escaped at night to start saving lives, and stopping crimes. Soon, she joined the team, hoping to gain approval of her brother once again.
Notes:
~Blind.
~Holds a collar dear to her.
*Is hiding behind Ciel*
