Name
Lilith B. Smith
Age
Twenty-One
Gender
Female
Height
5'6
Eye Colours
Jade Green &
Maroon RedGift
Lilith has a way with plants and animals. Making plants grow out of the earth, and willing them to curl or elongate. She makes animals attack things, or obey her whims. If she does too much of this manipulation, she can get anything from a minor headache to a bloody coughing fit.
History
Lilith grew up with two very normal parents, and a very normal sister. She was treated like any other child, with lots of friends and a happy school life. She heard stories about people with two different colored eyes called the "Gifted", and was told by her parents to stay away from them, just as she was told to stay away from men in white vans with offerings of candy. It was commen sense to her, and she believed that she would never become one of those bad guys Her parents talked about.
On the day of her eighteenth birthday, she awoke to the smell of breakfast in the kitchen, and ran as fast as she could to get to it. She saw her mother handling eggs, her sister spraying down the waffle iron, and her father sitting in his sweats, reading the paper.
All was normal, Lilith thought. Her father put down his paper and looked at his daughter, smiling. "Morning birthday g-" Her father cut off in the middle of his sentence, looking dumbfounded. Lilith frowned, turning to her mother. "Mom, is dad okay?" She asked, and her father started to stutter. "Honey, her eyes, l-look at her eyes." Her mother turned around almost instantly, and when she did, she became panicked. "Oh, oh no." She muttered, and she rushed towards Lilith, giving her a hug. In her ear, Lilith's mother whispered, "Lilith, you need to go. I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry." Her mother sobbed, and pushed Lilith away.
Lilith was confused. Everything was crumbling around her. She didn't know what was wrong, her parents were acting crazy and her sister wouldn't look at her. "What do you mean I have to go? This is crazy! Are you guys kidding me? What's wrong with my eyes dad?" Her mother frowned, and handed her her compact. Lilith flipped it open and gasped. Her eyes....they were two different colors. She started to hyperventilate, and clutched her chest, dropping the small compact. Her vision got blurry, and soon she fell to the floor, unconscious.
Lilith didn't know how long it took her to wake up, but she found herself in an unknown area, with a severe headache and no sense of direction. Next to her was a backpack, and on top of it was a note. It was her father's large print,
This is for the best. Don't stay in one place, sincerest apologies, Dad. Lilith felt like crying, but if she really was one of the "Gifted", she was a criminal. And criminals had to run, whether they wanted to or not.
That was how Lilith started to run, and she's not sure if she'll ever stop.