Change the world
Prologue
Never had she felt so alone like in that moment, with the hands stained and the inert body of her father lying in her lap. The clock follows its course, immune to her sorrow and the shaking of her sobs. How many minutes had passed since she saw him collapse? How many since she exited of kitchen, leaving aside the dessert she was preparing, for welcome him like everyday?
In her mind engraved, like a tattoo, that calm smile when he entered in home, those eyes that suddenly changed to fright and agony, his hands wrinkling his shirt above his heart and then... then silence. Nothing.
She was paralyzed and astonished for a moments, for then to pounce in help of her progenitor, resulting in a useless effort. She had screamed his name, crying upon his pale face and without life, praying because all it was a nightmare. Quickly to aid the neighbors came to listen to her cries and observe the half open door, separating her by force of the body. The police arrived the little time after the calling together with the ambulance, shooting looks of pity and condolences, somehow too accustomed to this and they took testimony.
With a hot cup of valerian and a blanket over, she stared the agents moving from one place to another, photographing and talking among themselves, ignoring for now its presence until required. Unnoted, she listened as two agents had a conversation, whispering, she could easily hear because of the short distance to where they were.
- Do you know if it was a heart attack or…?-
- Apparently it had nothing of normal- answered his companion fearful with obvious nerves in his voice- The man was barely forty three years. And except for old injury in the left leg, he had not another aftermaths or diseases.
-And then…? - He insisted, glancing in their direction.
- He had background- Low tone, hiding her mouth so no one read his lips- Mostly for petty thefts, least one... A violent attack with two other individuals at a major bank. He was released because there was no concrete evidence connecting him to the attack.
-Wow…- He sighed, squinting in awe and fear- Kira does not miss anyone…
Kira ... he repeated in thought, spitting out the word as if it were poison. The punishing of criminals, the infamous murderer who was on lips the whole world, the nightmare of the dreams of his beloved father since he first appeared. She clenched his fists in rage, angry and frustrated. And he swore by all that had been taken of her in a second, never forgive him and she would do whatever was in her hand that He was captured and executed.
Grabbing the cross around her neck with pain and decision, she promised. Though it cost her life depended on it...
Sorry for my lame english, I am spanish. I read english very well but writting... it's my nightmare. I need somebody who want to translate my story (Spanish to English) and help me with it. I hope you enjoy it and see you soon!