Get up. There is not much time left. Ты must hurry. Save them. GET UP! He jolted upright, eyes springing open. He looked around, breathing hard. His stomach was bandaged and He was in some sort of infirmary. He could hear soft whispers from inside. It was awakening. And bringing a great amount of pain.
Whispers filled his every sense, words he couldn't make out. Fears crowded into him, еще and еще with each painful breath he took. The room spun and he shut his eyes tight. The whispers became louder as еще joined in. He put his hands to his ears, trying to get rid of it.
The whispering only seemed to get louder and it brought еще pain with it. His head and body ached, he felt dizzy. He thought his brain would explode. And then it all stopped. Instantly. He took several deep breaths and opened his eyes. He wiped at a few tears that had escaped.
“You need to go.”
He cringed at the familiar voice.
“I can't.”
“You need to. или they'll be Остаться в живых forever.”
“I-I-”
“Get up. Ты know what Ты must do. Ты know Ты can't let them go. It's not their time. Go now. While there is still a chance of Ты saving them.”
“ALRIGHT!”
He growled and stood up. He put his trench пальто on and slipped into his shoes. He sighed and squared his shoulders, heading into the shadows.
Whispers filled his every sense, words he couldn't make out. Fears crowded into him, еще and еще with each painful breath he took. The room spun and he shut his eyes tight. The whispers became louder as еще joined in. He put his hands to his ears, trying to get rid of it.
The whispering only seemed to get louder and it brought еще pain with it. His head and body ached, he felt dizzy. He thought his brain would explode. And then it all stopped. Instantly. He took several deep breaths and opened his eyes. He wiped at a few tears that had escaped.
“You need to go.”
He cringed at the familiar voice.
“I can't.”
“You need to. или they'll be Остаться в живых forever.”
“I-I-”
“Get up. Ты know what Ты must do. Ты know Ты can't let them go. It's not their time. Go now. While there is still a chance of Ты saving them.”
“ALRIGHT!”
He growled and stood up. He put his trench пальто on and slipped into his shoes. He sighed and squared his shoulders, heading into the shadows.
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 ожерелье dear to her.
*Is hiding behind Ciel*