Author's note: Written for 15minuteficlets, this was set during the scene in the woods when Stick saves Elektra, Mark, and Abby. Since Typhoid Mary was once the Treasure, I figured she would know Stick from way back then, and this little story formed. Hope you enjoy, please review, as they are greatly appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not own, so please lay off the suing.


DO YOU SEE ME?

Do you see me, Old Man? You're blind eyes look straight at Kirigi, you never acknowledge me, but still I ask, do you see me? Do you see what I've become? What I am now because you didn't see me all those years ago? Do you see what they made me? What I am now because you didn't fight hard enough, you didn't want me enough, and now I am Death's Kiss?

Do you weep, Old Man? Do those pale, blue eyes ever grow shiny, glassy, like pale, blue diamonds, sharp despite their distance, do they ever shed liquid crystals for the ones lost, for the ones you didn't fight hard enough for? Do you weep for me, for what I have been turned into because you failed?

Do you miss me, Old Man? Do you miss what I could have been, what I once wanted to be? Do you miss the little girl I was once upon a time, the little girl you failed to rescue? Do you ever miss that little girl, gone missing inside my black hole of a spirit?

Do you see me, Old Man? Do you see my inhuman eyes and Death's smile at the curve of my lips? Do you weep for me, Old Man? Do you weep for my cruelty wrapped in sweetness and the gentle touch that brings death? Do you miss me, Old Man? Do you miss that innocent child, killed by her own poison and tormented by her own curse?

Do you see me, Old Man? Do you weep for me, Old Man? Do you miss me, Old Man? I am your failure that you cannot see, I am the tragedy you never wept for, I am a little girl lost, and you cannot miss her, because she is right before you. But you can't see her anymore. And neither can I.