1995. Gotham City.

"How are you my little angel?"
"Ma, I'm 16. I'm not so little anymore." Please call me that once more, she thought.
"I know, Reeta. I know."
"Ma, Can you go and get me some food from the canteen? I'm hungry." Please just go. Don't see me die, She thought.
"Sure thing little angel."

And the pain started after she left. It thrashed her insides, kicking every gut in her body. It spreaded like wildfire. It felt like one too. It was slowly overtaking her, destroying what's left of her perfectly good cells. She clenched her teeth as steamy hot tears rolled down her dark cheeks.
 I love you ma. I love you. I'm sorry I have to leave now. But I'll be with the triplets and father, take care ma. Don't come too soon. She thought.

And then her heart stopped. The Ba-Bum, Ba-bum sound was never heard or felt ever again. Her eyes became glazed over; her yellow irises stared blankly at the blue sheets of the hospital bed. Her hands by her side, releasing grip on the sheets slowly as her life fades. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. The heart monitor sprang back to life and screeched. The usual Beep, beep, beep sound was no more, replaced by the long beep. It rang for so long until the nurses and doctors came flooding in. One offed the monitor while the others tried to resuscitate her. But to no avail. The gods wasn't on their side this time. They forbade her to breathe once more. The mother burst in with hot congee in one hand and a phone in the other. Her face was an utter shock. She dropped both items. The congee hit the floor and the container burst open. Spilling the contents everywhere. She ran towards her dead daughter. But alas, the nurses saw and got hold of her, preventing her from doing so as the doctors were still trying to resuscitate her. She burst into tears and fell the floor. Crying, longing for her dead daughter to come back.

The gods, however, rewarded Reeta for the kindness, tenderness and goodwill she showed throughout her life. They over looked her little sins that didn't really matter much. They gave her a new life. Another life that would give her happiness, a life not many could have. They gave her life that would challenge her. A life with many obstacles and walls to prevent her from moving. They want to see her cherish this second chance. They want to see her learn to cherish this life for the obstacles to come by. They dared her. And believed that she will perform better, so much better than they think she will.

HiiiiiiYA!
I'm Zeona and I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and many many others to come.
Btw, the character, Jeeta, belongs to cheskamouse of Deviantart. If you want to see how Jeeta looks like, This is the link: art/Jeeta-Rao-Daughter-of-Krypton-375124859
Thank you!