~ Creating A Noir~ READ BELOW

I HAD A SWEET DREAM LAST NIGHT SO HERE YA GO DERP A DUR:






Okay, let's see, it started sorta like... THIS. *u* :

I, at least i think it was me, Was standing in the entrance to her new house, she headed up to the loft-area they had converted into a bedroom for her. She looked over the city below her, The city was hazy-pink with pollution. She looked away in discust and started setting up her bed.
- STUFF I DON'T REMEMBER HAPPENS-
She sat back on her bed and started reading a magazine, i think it was squiddles, She got bored of this and went to look for her brother, Although he wasn't in the house most of the time, but off doing who-knows-what, he never told her. Her brother was there, Messing with his sword as usual, he suddenly tosesd a wooden sword to his sister. She knew where this was going. Her brother sliced at her with a real sword. She barely dodged, slipped behind him and hit him in the spine, hard. Her brother whipped arpund and sliced at her again, it hit her sword and cut it in half. Another loss for her. She hadn't won. Even once. Putting up with it, She just told herself, with the odds he gives her, he's unbeatable. Her brother laughed, " You need more practice." She scowled at him " You never just LET me win, do you?" He frowned, " Will other people let you win? I think not." She walked out with the wooden half- sword, angry. She returned to her bed and fll asleep. After eating breakfast the next morning, She went outside and stood on the cliff over-looking the city. It was if it had even more pollution... but she couldn't be sure, it was now a bit orange-ish too. She sighed, happy shen wouldn't be smelling that air, but rather fresh, forest air.
- MORE STUFF HAPPENS I CAN'T REMEMBER, BUT ABOUT A WEEK LATER, AFTER 3 MORE FIGHTS WITH HER BROTHER: -

She slumped on her bed. She had tried today. she reallly did. Of course, her brother only sliced it in half before she could even hit him. She was ridiculously tired. She looked at the entrance to hr loft, her brother was standing there. The window creaked open, letting a breeze in. ' What?' She asked, ticked. Her brother was silent.
- BROTHER SAYS STUFF I DON'T REMEMBER BUT SOMETHING ABOUT BEC NOIR AND STUFF-
" .... Okay?" She was flustered with all that, Noirs? Prototyping? Why was her brother telling her this? " Ready? " He asked. " For what? " She asked. " Didn't you listen?" He frowned.
" Yes!"
" Then you should understand."
" UNDERSTAND WHAT?"
" ... Prepare yourself"
" For what?"

Her brother brought out a thin, sharp dagger. She sat on her bed. With no reaction but a confused face. Her brother kneled down to her, staring at her face. Silent. everything was silent. even the wind. even their breathing. The sound of a blade tearing into flesh and hitting a skull was the only thing to be heard, then a horrid dragging sound. Seconds later the sound repeated. He stared at his sister, She now had a scar on her left eye. The scar would never go away, he was sure. He Wiped the blood off of his blade and put it away. Shre barely knew what happened. Just that her face felt numb. She was suddenly clocking on something. She pulled it out,it was a wooden blade. Her brother pulled out a thick, curved dagger/ light saber.

- I FORGET WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THIS :c ... IF ANYTHING HAPPENED... -


So yeah.

And also, the brother looked like Bro, but a little like my brother and he had blonde hair. and no glasses. NOOO GLAAAASSESSSS. .... C: