Post by Hana Chung-Erins on Feb 25, 2011 2:17:03 GMT -8
Hana has been summoned by her father to meet for a drink at Pier View Coffee. Many emotions were swirling about in her, causing her to be a tad unstable. No matter, she met her father, his face was weathered from work and worry. He was obviously not well. There was no father-daughter reunion hug, or even a smile exchanged to one another, there was just empty glances and a cold distance between them. She had come prepared and her father knew it, but all he did was lead her somewhere else.
They reached a rather isolated area, somewhere not known to the locals and difficult to find. Leading Hana down to a dark and dank basement is where she found her mother, dying. The sick woman turned and mustered a smile onto her face. Her daughter, her daughter who had been missing for more than a decade, was here while she was on her deathbed. Instinctively, Hana rushed towards her only mother and knelt against the bed frame, her head down. There was this unfamiliar feeling overwhelming her. Want? Dare she say it... Love? Even if her mother hadn't been there all those years... it's not like it was her fault. Hana had left them! But it was the only thing she could do to live a free life...
It was a sentimental moment. The bedridden woman combed her fingers through Hana's hair as she cringed and bit her lip to try and stop feeling anything. SLAM! The heavy metal door that kept outsiders from entering was opened and closed abruptly. Her father turned just as sudden only to see that they had been tracked. Hana didn't let up, nor did her mother, who whispered something. The girl's eyes widened as the sound of a gunshot rang through the air. The subtle thud of her dead father hitting the floor reached her ears.
Hana's gaze turned to the men in suits who blockaded the only entrance. Her eyes, teary and glistening in the dim lamplight, were fixated on the ones who had just murdered her father. That's when it clicked. All the emotions of long-past hit her like a tidal wave during a tsunami. There was no turning back. Her fingers tingled with the heat of anger as she felt the nanomachines warp and twist. A shot hit her shoulder, but it was of no matter, her body just healed itself up exceedingly fast. Was this because of her newfound emotions? Regardless, a massacre ensued after her arms transformed into heavy gatling guns. Once all were dead, she turned to see that her mother had also passed away, albeit, with a smile on her face.
What was she to do now? She began to leave, but in her reckless rage, she hadn't noticed there was at least one man still alive. He rose slowly, so as to not alarm her, a taser in his working hand which soon made it's connection with Hana's neck. A deafening scream shot through the air from the girl as she turned and slashed the man square in the face. The electricity that pulsed through her left her tingling, her head felt dizzy, she thought, as she collapsed before her exit.
Not even sure of how many hours have passed, Hana woke, head dizzy and spinning, she clutched her head as she tried to recollect the events past.
They reached a rather isolated area, somewhere not known to the locals and difficult to find. Leading Hana down to a dark and dank basement is where she found her mother, dying. The sick woman turned and mustered a smile onto her face. Her daughter, her daughter who had been missing for more than a decade, was here while she was on her deathbed. Instinctively, Hana rushed towards her only mother and knelt against the bed frame, her head down. There was this unfamiliar feeling overwhelming her. Want? Dare she say it... Love? Even if her mother hadn't been there all those years... it's not like it was her fault. Hana had left them! But it was the only thing she could do to live a free life...
It was a sentimental moment. The bedridden woman combed her fingers through Hana's hair as she cringed and bit her lip to try and stop feeling anything. SLAM! The heavy metal door that kept outsiders from entering was opened and closed abruptly. Her father turned just as sudden only to see that they had been tracked. Hana didn't let up, nor did her mother, who whispered something. The girl's eyes widened as the sound of a gunshot rang through the air. The subtle thud of her dead father hitting the floor reached her ears.
Hana's gaze turned to the men in suits who blockaded the only entrance. Her eyes, teary and glistening in the dim lamplight, were fixated on the ones who had just murdered her father. That's when it clicked. All the emotions of long-past hit her like a tidal wave during a tsunami. There was no turning back. Her fingers tingled with the heat of anger as she felt the nanomachines warp and twist. A shot hit her shoulder, but it was of no matter, her body just healed itself up exceedingly fast. Was this because of her newfound emotions? Regardless, a massacre ensued after her arms transformed into heavy gatling guns. Once all were dead, she turned to see that her mother had also passed away, albeit, with a smile on her face.
What was she to do now? She began to leave, but in her reckless rage, she hadn't noticed there was at least one man still alive. He rose slowly, so as to not alarm her, a taser in his working hand which soon made it's connection with Hana's neck. A deafening scream shot through the air from the girl as she turned and slashed the man square in the face. The electricity that pulsed through her left her tingling, her head felt dizzy, she thought, as she collapsed before her exit.
Not even sure of how many hours have passed, Hana woke, head dizzy and spinning, she clutched her head as she tried to recollect the events past.
More importantly, who was she?
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