Anne was lying in a bed.
The room lights were off and natural sunlight bleed through the blinds. Beside Anne's designated bed a tray of food rested on it.
Upon opening her eyes, Anne was greeted by a girl. Her hair was long past her shoulders to hips side, black hair darker than the night's shroud. Her face had a singular bruise that was recently made. Her pretty brown eyes looked down at Anne.
The girl placed her hand on the bruise, it was below her right eye. Seeing Anne waking up, the girl went and opened the blinds before sitting back beside her.
'Where am I,' Anne said hoarsely, as she groaned looking across the room.
'Hospital,' the girl answered.
'Hospital?'
'Yes, the hospital.'
Anne went to move her right arm. At the none responsive arm, she looked to where it would be. Her eyes had widened, 'My arm? Where's my arm! M-m-m-my arms gone!' Anne was panicking.
'Calm down,' the girl said, 'And if not for me, for your boyfriend.'
Anne stopped. 'Boyfriend?'
The girl was now wearing a mask. A broken kitsune mask, 'Is he not?'
'Who are you excatly?'
The girl stood up, 'I'm Mio, Mio Moon.'
'Anne, Anne Sulliva,' Anne sat up, 'So, Mio, could you tell me what's going on?'
Mio nodded.
Mio went on to tell Anne what had conspired recently. From the death of Mrs.Mystic to the mans burst of rage and subdued anger.
'That man's name is Zen I hope you know.'
'Last name?'
'What do you mean? I said Sullivan.'
'Not you dummy, that Zen dude,' Mio made a remark.
Anne fell back, 'Isn't family only allowed to make visit to patients?'
Mio sat in silence for a good minute or so before answering, 'My power is creating illusions. Since I don't have any knowledge on your parents appearances, or names, I just made myself seem invisible to others.'
'But why did you go through the trouble, to visit me when you also were helping kill off heros?'
Mio looked down at her palms interlocked with eachother, 'I wish I wasn't there at all. I wish I had never been born with powers. I wish my mom was free. I just wish for a normal life. Your friend, Zen, was right. I, nor my sister, laid a single finger on any of the heros, but were still guilty of helping the villains plan, and distract while they killed your allies,' a tear slid out from underneath Mio's mask.
'I don't know Zen's last name. I never met his parents either. I was a scared shy girl with no hope or friends. All I had were my two loving parents. Zen was the first to extend his hand out to me offering friendship, yet sometimes I wonder if I'm a curse towards him and others,' Anne took in a deep breath before moving her head to look away, 'Since meeting me, he lost his parents, had to protect me over and over because I was to weak, bleed for me, lost his adoptive parents too. Mrs.Mystic was his idol and she died infront of him. Both his friends, Jack and Lilly, betrayed him. Now, to what you said to me, he killed them as well. Am I not a burden? A curse,' Anne started crying.
Not knowing how to treat the stranger, Mio walked over leaning over the bed, before hugging Anne from behind, 'He asked me and my sister to save you, he mustn't see you as a curse, but rather what deserves happiness.'
'You think so?'
'I know so.'
Reaper kicked me hard in my chest. Using my feet, I did my best to keep both feet planted below me in order to not let myself fly off.
'Best you got?'
Reaper growled, 'I'll show you something worse,' sending his blades flying at me then pulling them back at a pull of his chains, I had to keep on dodging.
'This doesn't seem any better!'
One of his blades cut my cheek. Another cut my thigh. Sending both to fly past me, he charged at me. Seeing him pull on his chains he was thinking about sinking them into my back.
'To predictable.'
'Huh?'
I reached both hands out to grab his chains with my new weapons, metal gloves. I feel like to aviod distracting me, the previous keeper of these powers influenced me to discover these weapons. With the strength and resistance the gloves put on my hands I was able to grasp the chains. Grasping them, I lifted Reaper off his feet and into the air.
'Ho-'
Before the even finished that thought, I yanked hard on the chains downwards, slamming him into the ground.
Standing out of the crater, Reapers face was scratched from the impact. His knee was bleeding and his exposed bones were dislocated, exposing his muscle within.
His chains that I held ever so tightly to, had disappeared, 'Hm?'
'I'm done playing games,' all the wounds I inflicted to him begun to heal. His skin still in ruins, but what I had done to him recently, gone.
'What was that?'
'Ah, that's right,' he made an attempt to grin, but he was physically able to, 'My power is immorality.'
'Pretty useless against a hero,' I said insultingly.
'Great for healing wounds,' he propelled himself into my face, 'And great against heros who've killed,' reacting late, he cut my skin above my left eye.
Jumping backwards blood dripped over my eyelid, 'Touche.' The bleeding going over my eye was blocking my vision. My wounds were making it harder and harder to fight as we kept exchanging blows. I needed to hurry to try and save as many others as I could, but....I wasn't strong enough.
'Giving up?'
'I can't.'
'Whys that?'
'I need to keep peace the best I can.'
'Oh?'
'Yes,' quickly, I ripped off the sleeve of my suit and tightly wrapped around my wounded eye, 'I have to be a hero that fights for others!' I ripped off my other sleeve and wrapped it around the wound on my chest. If I didn't hurry, I was gonna bleed to death.
'Guess I'll have to kill you then!'
Pouncing at each other, he swung high, I went low. Nailing him in his jaw his bone interior cracked. In a blink of an eye it healed immediately. Swinging crazily at me, he sliced at my skin. Cut after cut, I felt as if I was growing weaker by the moment. Nailing him over and over as well, he just healed right over. Grabbing his face and slamming it into the ground he just get back up healed. Then I felt something again as before. Grabbing both his arms tightly, he tried to pry free, but before he could I slammed my right foot into his leg smashing his knee and sending scraps of his bone all over the ground. It made an awful cracking noise accompanied by a gush then onslaught of blood from his torn muscle.
Falling over he shouted in pain, 'ARGH! YOU BASTA-' then he stopped in awe.
With him crippled for the moment I healed my wounds. My blood splattered everywhere just seamlessly came back to me from where sent. Like magic, my open wounds had closed themselves at tremendous speed than the normal required amount. Taking off my wrapped sleeves, I dropped them. 'You maybe immortal,' I switched my weapon to dual blades, half my arms length, daggers, 'But I'm a hero.'
Getting up, his leg was healed, he made an all put rush at me, 'I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!'
Dodging all his attacks, he still scratched me, but when I saw my opening I went for it. Shoving a dagger through his heart, he was caught in shock. With him in that state I went for the final blow. Switching back to my katana, the dagger in his heart disappeared. Before he could react, but in a swiftful manner I beheaded him. Knowing of his immortality, I switched back to my metal gloves, bloodied tips, and smashed his head. Prying out his heart form his vacant body, I crushed it too. 'Immortality doesn't apply if you have no functional life support,' I said to myself as his body loped over. My face was covered in his blood; it was warm and wet, yet had no strong scent. Looking at my hand, it was a ruby red colour. Must've beenbecause of his power.
Looking at the corpse displayed infront of me I thought, 'I'll be the sin of justice.'