"A Tale of Fallen Heroes (Pt. 3)"
Chapter 3: Purple Peach Blossoms
"Su Ling! Su Pao!" The distorted shout cut through the chilly spring air.
In a small household, two young men froze in their seats with terror.
The Su brothers stared at each other as they heard their names being called, once more.
That was all the warning that the boys had.
A dark figure kicked the door open, walking into the room.
Wait—scratch that—levitating into the room.
She was of medium height, had pasty-white skin and wore a dark kimono. Her violet eyes were rimmed with black liner, her dark lashes were fierce. Her lips were dark.
Her medium-length dark hair was loose, and appeared to float, as well. Scattered purple blossom petals were the only additions to her hair.
Her outfit was decorated with accents of purple; specifically purple versions of the traditional peach blossom.
The boys yelled in fright at her appearance. Pao stumbled back against the wall.
Finally, Ling called out to the figure.
"W—who are yo—you?" His voice quivered.
The female smirked and stretched out her hands.
"You don't recognize me? Maybe the fact that you made fun of my mute sister will ring a bell." Her sonorous voice was deep and distorted.
The boys froze, again.
"Ca-Carmin?!" Pao stuttered, terrified.
She laughed, maniacally.
"I'm not Carmin, anymore. I am Muteineer! I will avenge Madeleine by making those who hurt her, suffer the the same fate that she has uncomplainingly burdened. Starting with you."
She surged forward, towards Su Ling; who was the closest to her.
Pao watched in horror as she grabbed his brother by the wrist—forcing him to come closer.
"Any last words?" she smirked.
"I-I'm sorry!!"
"Too late."
With her unoccupied hand, Muteineer touched her thumb and pinky together and folded her three middle fingers over them.
(It's ASL for the letter "M". At least, that's what my dad told me. XD sorry for my nails; it's been a while since I've had them done since quarantine, because no nail salons are open and I can't get these removed because of that. XD)
A flash of purple light emitted when she forcibly touched her hand to Ling's lips.
He stumbled backward, frantically mouthing words that couldn't be heard.
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