I guess it's rated PG-13.
She awoke to a jolt. It felt as if she had been turned back on. Then, her now red eyes stared at the surgeon, who held the remote in his hand. Iscath stood beside him, smiling like an idiot.
“Good morning pet! I see the nano-bots in the computer have progressed quickly.” Rene looked down at her legs and saw that one of them had become mechanical inside. Wires hung out from a small metal patch in her skin. Then she felt her arm tingle. As she turned her head, she saw the wired arm, no long skin whatsoever. The red head quickly spun back to see their faces.
“What the hell have u done to me?” She yelled. “Why am I a robot?”
“Because that’s the process pet,” Iscath replied, “And u will be the best one so far. The never dying, never aging child I’ve been waiting for years for.” She screamed as a wire pierced through her leg and connected to a mainframe. Blood surrounded the outside of the puncture. Slowly, she became dizzy, her eyesight being changed. Anlor smiled, watching the transformation take place.
“Anlor, what’s happening to my eyesight?” The red head growled.
“It’s becoming more, computerized.” One eye changed brown again, while the other one remained bright red, as if the nano-bots had been fixating on the one eyes. Iscath came up to her and started at her stomach scar. He grabbed the mes from his pocket and slowly cut thought that mark again, only not as deep as before. Rene screamed, tears streaming from her brown eye.
“What is it my dear? Something the matter?” She tried to move; but the computer had taken most of her movement control. Iscath became bored with her and walked away, throwing the mes into her chest. The red head screeched at the top, boven of her lungs. Pain spread through her body like a plague: Not leaving until death. And she knew she couldn’t die. Accidents from past years caused it; but she never thought someone would do something like this to her. It was inhumane. Anlor came up to her, using a small magnifying glass to look at her wounds and progress. For about a minute, he was fixated on her breasts; but then shook his head an resumed to her. Pervs. They’re both pervs. Anlor shoved the tool into his pocket.
“You’ll be ready soon. The process is almost complete.”
“Great,” she zei in a sarcastic tone. “You gonna tell me what it does?” Anlor laughed and walked out of the room. Rene growled. “Great, I’m stuck here.” Then, her body completely stiffened up. What…The hell? Her eyes quickly moved to the remote, which was held in a man’s hand; but she didn’t know who it was. He didn’t wear a mask like the rest of the men; but he had the same symbol tattooed on his wrist. He came up to her and sat down in front of her, looking at her face.
“You look… Familiar,” he zei as he removed his hat. Rene still looked at him, still unsure of who he was.
“Wh-who are you? I don’t remember you.”
“Max. I’m Max. u saved me from the Joker.” She strained her red eyes, looking at his face. Then she remembered.
“You, u were just a kid though. Maybe, eight years old. “
“Yes, I was eight years old. Now I’m nineteen.”
“Max, that was eleven years ago.” Oh my god, I was twenty-eight, she thought. “How did u remember that?”
“I-I followed u around. u were always so cool and relaxed back then. But a few years ago, these guys caught me and did the same to me as they did to you. Except, I’ll grow old and die. You, on the other hand, won’t.”
“Yeah. I won’t. I’m stuck in this hell hole forever.” The red head sighed, then looked at him with her dark red eyes. “But u can get out.”
“I-I can’t.”
“Yes, u can! u have to!”
“But, I can’t…”
“Why?”
“Because… Because Iscath…”
“Iscath what?”
“Iscath is my father.”
She awoke to a jolt. It felt as if she had been turned back on. Then, her now red eyes stared at the surgeon, who held the remote in his hand. Iscath stood beside him, smiling like an idiot.
“Good morning pet! I see the nano-bots in the computer have progressed quickly.” Rene looked down at her legs and saw that one of them had become mechanical inside. Wires hung out from a small metal patch in her skin. Then she felt her arm tingle. As she turned her head, she saw the wired arm, no long skin whatsoever. The red head quickly spun back to see their faces.
“What the hell have u done to me?” She yelled. “Why am I a robot?”
“Because that’s the process pet,” Iscath replied, “And u will be the best one so far. The never dying, never aging child I’ve been waiting for years for.” She screamed as a wire pierced through her leg and connected to a mainframe. Blood surrounded the outside of the puncture. Slowly, she became dizzy, her eyesight being changed. Anlor smiled, watching the transformation take place.
“Anlor, what’s happening to my eyesight?” The red head growled.
“It’s becoming more, computerized.” One eye changed brown again, while the other one remained bright red, as if the nano-bots had been fixating on the one eyes. Iscath came up to her and started at her stomach scar. He grabbed the mes from his pocket and slowly cut thought that mark again, only not as deep as before. Rene screamed, tears streaming from her brown eye.
“What is it my dear? Something the matter?” She tried to move; but the computer had taken most of her movement control. Iscath became bored with her and walked away, throwing the mes into her chest. The red head screeched at the top, boven of her lungs. Pain spread through her body like a plague: Not leaving until death. And she knew she couldn’t die. Accidents from past years caused it; but she never thought someone would do something like this to her. It was inhumane. Anlor came up to her, using a small magnifying glass to look at her wounds and progress. For about a minute, he was fixated on her breasts; but then shook his head an resumed to her. Pervs. They’re both pervs. Anlor shoved the tool into his pocket.
“You’ll be ready soon. The process is almost complete.”
“Great,” she zei in a sarcastic tone. “You gonna tell me what it does?” Anlor laughed and walked out of the room. Rene growled. “Great, I’m stuck here.” Then, her body completely stiffened up. What…The hell? Her eyes quickly moved to the remote, which was held in a man’s hand; but she didn’t know who it was. He didn’t wear a mask like the rest of the men; but he had the same symbol tattooed on his wrist. He came up to her and sat down in front of her, looking at her face.
“You look… Familiar,” he zei as he removed his hat. Rene still looked at him, still unsure of who he was.
“Wh-who are you? I don’t remember you.”
“Max. I’m Max. u saved me from the Joker.” She strained her red eyes, looking at his face. Then she remembered.
“You, u were just a kid though. Maybe, eight years old. “
“Yes, I was eight years old. Now I’m nineteen.”
“Max, that was eleven years ago.” Oh my god, I was twenty-eight, she thought. “How did u remember that?”
“I-I followed u around. u were always so cool and relaxed back then. But a few years ago, these guys caught me and did the same to me as they did to you. Except, I’ll grow old and die. You, on the other hand, won’t.”
“Yeah. I won’t. I’m stuck in this hell hole forever.” The red head sighed, then looked at him with her dark red eyes. “But u can get out.”
“I-I can’t.”
“Yes, u can! u have to!”
“But, I can’t…”
“Why?”
“Because… Because Iscath…”
“Iscath what?”
“Iscath is my father.”
Rene (just without the red hair and is smiling)
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 halsketting, ketting dear to her.
*Is hiding behind Ciel*
