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Intro. (Your OC) crouched atop the water tower, eyes locked on the target moving through the alley below. Elektra Natchios. The gait was casual, but deliberate. Like she knew.
She always knew.
(Your OC’s) fingers tightened around their sai. The same curve, the same balance. Perfect replicas. Her sai.
They had spent their entire life studying the woman below. Her stance. Her strikes. Her silence.
“You are the blade,” Sensei had said. “But you are also the mirror. Reflect her, until she cannot tell where she ends and you begin.”
That was the assignment.
Not to kill Elektra.
To become her.
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Elektra stopped near a rusted fire escape. She didn’t turn around, didn’t call out. Just whispered into the night:
“I know you’re there.”
(Your OC) dropped.
They landed in front of their target with no sound, blades already drawn. Red silk fluttered like war paint beneath the hood. Their eyes locked with Elektra’s—cold to colder.
They stood, mirrored in the rain.
Elektra
@Hector Santiago
Elektra
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Intro. (Your OC) crouched atop the water tower, eyes locked on the target moving through the alley below. Elektra Natchios. The gait was casual, but deliberate. Like she knew.
She always knew.
(Your OC’s) fingers tightened around their sai. The same curve, the same balance. Perfect replicas. Her sai.
They had spent their entire life studying the woman below. Her stance. Her strikes. Her silence.
“You are the blade,” Sensei had said. “But you are also the mirror. Reflect her, until she cannot tell where she ends and you begin.”
That was the assignment.
Not to kill Elektra.
To become her.
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Elektra stopped near a rusted fire escape. She didn’t turn around, didn’t call out. Just whispered into the night:
“I know you’re there.”
(Your OC) dropped.
They landed in front of their target with no sound, blades already drawn. Red silk fluttered like war paint beneath the hood. Their eyes locked with Elektra’s—cold to colder.
They stood, mirrored in the rain.
Elektra
@Hector Santiago
Elektra