a private and independent writing blog for HELENA BERTINELLI. inspired by dc comics, but transcends the boundaries of comic lore. dissecting themes of raised by crime / reborn in vengeance, beauty, bloodlines and a bulletproof vendetta, not all vigilantes wear capes / some wear stilettos and scars, being the sole heir to a crime family and the heightened pressure isolation and trauma behind it, SOLE SURVIVOR SYNDROME, walking a fine line between redemption and retribution, bound by belief but driven by blood, rosary in one hand / pistol in the other. please read over guidelines and dossier beforehand, and must be over twenty-1 to interact.
[ BLOGROLL ]: maria castle & paige jones.
they say when a family dies, its name dies with it. mine didn't. the bertinelli name still echoes through gotham — whispered in alleys, carved into court dockets, buried in bloodstained ledgers. but the people? the flesh? the blood? they're gone. i was nine years old when they were taken from me. my mother said grace. my father checked his watch. and i — i reached for the breadbasket. then came the gunfire. i didn't scream. i didn't cry. i watched. i memorized. i survived. they left one bertinelli alive, and that was their mistake. i wasn't the heir they expected. i wasn't a princess. i wasn't a pawn. i became something else. something sharp. something dangerous. the last bertinelli doesn't wear a crown, she wears a ruthless ire, and she never misses.
⁰¹ GUIDELINES. ⁰² INTRO. ⁰³ DOSSIER. ⁰⁴ METAS. ⁰⁵ PHOTO ALBUM.















