Banshee: Sister Location

“Haste, are you alright?”

The young, white haired boy with maroon eyes shook himself out of his trance.

“I’m sure I’m fine.”

Then, glancing around him and straightening up on the bed, he asked, way too nonchalantly:

“Where’s Pearlhorizon?”

The eldest sister gave him an understanding nod.

“She’s in the next room. That explosion hurt her and Mistychain the most.”

“I bet you hope that Misty doesn’t recover~!” crowed the youngest sister.

“Nonsense, Requiemroar. Now go see if Gloomyrain has returned.”

“My favorite person to bug~!!” Requiemroar sang as she pranced out of the room.

The eldest one gave an annoyed sigh and then returned to her position by Haste.

“She was right about Chain, though.”

“As I said to her, nonsense.”

He rolled his eyes.

“Carmainerose, I’m not your ‘youngest brother’ or anything like that. Stop treating me like I’m part of your…family or something.”

“It’s fine if you don’t like it, but since you treat Pearlhorizion like your sister and she treats you like her brother, then you are our brother too.”

That’s retarded, Haste thought, taking a piece of bubblegum out of his sack and chewing it, but I do hope Horizion’s okay.

“Bubblegum isn’t good for you.”

“What, you’re my doctor now?”

“I’m just trying to be a good sister.”

Haste rolled his eyes for the second time.

There was a knock on the door.

“We’re ba-a-ack~!”

Carmainerose opened the door.

Requiemroar pranced in, followed by Gloomyrain, Requiem’s self-proclaimed ‘favorite person’. The truth was, the sisters weren’t human, although Haste didn’t care. He wasn’t human either.

~~~

There once was an old legend about five sisters.

And how they all died in their own way.

The eldest was burned in a fire, left to die by her once-friend. She survived and has been trying to get revenge ever since.

The second-oldest was betrayed by someone she idolized, and left with a broken heart. Her face is stained with tears.

The middle child was twisted, turned, corrupted to a psychopath’s desire, eventually turned into a monster that strangled people with a smile on her face.

The second-youngest, who was once the victim of cruel rumors, now being reformed into one that tells gossip to lure in the people that made fun of her, and then striking.

And the youngest, who slowly formed into a crazed and wailing girl after the ‘deaths’ of her sisters. After getting turned into a banshee with the rest of her siblings, she often sings a funeral tune heard at her sister’s ‘funerals’ as she tears people apart.

But this is just an old legend, right?

Right?

~~~

Haste never knew either of his parents.

But he didn’t really care, either, to be honest.

His father was a coward. He’s sure of that. Someone who ran away. Left him to die.

But his mom was a different story.

Haste remembers the song she hummed to him when he was young.

She used to be happy.

But ever since his father left, she left too.

When Haste was younger, he thought it was his fault. Because he was a vampire.

It was not. It was his parent’s fault.

Assassins took Haste in. Assassins trained him to be like them.

He didn’t mind the lessons. It was fun to do their job.

There was this person, who originally saved him. They acted like a dog.

Their name was Cidd, a raven haired boy with two twin daggers. He had annoying friends.

Haste could only remember a pink haired, bratty girl called Coli. She got in his way all the time. Haste hated her.

Thankfully, he wasn’t with her…today.

He was with the Banshee sisters.

~~~

Carmainerose, eldest, with half-burnt clothes and fire abilities. She was always depressed, but tried not to act like she was. Her hair was red, which was natural. She had forced her younger sisters to wear dresses akin to hers, which was a signature red, although the bottom was scorched and charcoal black.

Mistychain, who butted heads with her older sister all the time, and was usually crying when Haste saw her. Not that Haste cared. He hated her because she whipped him with her water tendrils when he annoyed her. Misty’s hair had blue edges and was mostly black, to the opposment of Carmainerose. She had a ‘maid like’ wardrobe, though Haste didn’t know what that meant.

Pearlhorizion, the middle one. Haste liked her the most. She wasn’t wailing all the time, she just smiled and Haste thought her poems weren’t bad. She was pretty good at fighting too. Horizon had a…some word starting with an s…stereotypical, Haste thought, stereotypical look of a nerd, with the glasses, books, student-like dress (that she modified herself), short hair, and with everything covered in green, usually people would bully her. They wouldn’t be around for much longer after that, though.

Gloomyrain. The quietest one, who’s yellow eyes glowed in the night, when she was usually active. She never talks to Mistychain unless it’s for the simplest thing, reads books with Pearl, and is constantly bothered by Requiem. She also dressed up like a yellow ‘maid’ but only because Misty gave it to her for her birthday. Gloomy didn’t know, though.

Finally, Reqiumroar, with an extremely wild style. A funeral director's hat teeters haphazardly on her head, while her robes, dark purple and black and mostly ripped apart, hang around her feet. Her socks are the wrong colors, while her shoes barely count as shoes at all, with how dirty they are. Despite being the youngest, she’s the third strongest, and her favorite sister is Gloomyrain, although that’s only because Roar loves bothering the weakest sister.

~~~

“Haste? Are you here?”

Asked a kind voice, floating outside the door.

Haste made a move to get out of the bed before nearly collapsing. Carmainerose steadied him and went to get the door.

Pearlhorzion came in, her face filled with worry, unusual for her. She was usually all smiles, even when hurt.

“Oh, is my poor little brother okay?”

Haste began to say “I’m not your brother!” when he was cut off by Pearl hugging him.

He sighed and hugged her back.

“Aww, you hugged back!” Pearlhorizion said happily, hugging him tighter.

And oh boy am I regretting it. Whatever.

"You recovered from your injuries?"

"Banshees are fast at it." Horizon replied.

Haste nodded, the bed creaking a little under them, while the two were still hugging tightly.

Then Misty came in.

“Sorry to interrupt your happy awesome reunion, but we have a problem.”

“Mind telling what it is?” Her older sister asked.

“We’ve been attacked by some guards. And I don’t think Rain and Roar can hold out for long, idiot.”

Pearl gently let go of Haste, patted his head, and runs out. Carmainerose follows, pushing Mistychain aside. Misty shoves her back.

Haste blows a bubble of gum and pops it, then spins his fingers, making a scythe pop out of it. It’s bloody red, and three times larger than he is, with the blade alone being the same size as him.

Haste carries it with ease, heading outside to fight the guards with the five sisters.

~~~

Author's note:

The characters here are from Epic Seven, and I do not own any of them, but I did love the banshee sis's so I decided to do a story with them and Haste, who has a good relationship with Pearlhorizion(personally she's my third fav lolol). Here's a photo for reference of all of them, keep in mind that my descriptions are a lil different, xD: