"Can you believe it, Akuma? We're turning 18 in 2 hours," Tenshi squealed, laying on her bed with her feet kicking in the air and her head off the side.
"It's just a birthday, Tenshi," murmured back, not wanting to stay up until 12am just so Tenshi can jump up and down laughing as she does every year, "it's not that big of a deal,"
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"5...4...3...2...-" Tenshi counted down stopping abruptly.
Akuma plugged her ears and waited for the screaming but all she heard was muffled gasps coming from her sister.
"T-Tenshi? What's wrong," Akuma questioned, inching closer to her sisters limp body, "AUNT MAE! COME QUI-" Akuma was quickly cut off as she started to gasp and lose feeling in her legs and arms.
Their aunt stood in the doorway, watching with worried eyes, "Let go, children. Let go," she said, trying to keep her voice even.
Akuma looked over at her from where she was sprawled out on the floor, tears rushing from her eyes.
Akuma was dying.
Tenshi was dying.
"It will be okay, 'kuma," was the last thing she heard before her sight was engulfed in black and her hearing died out.
