I do not own anything but Claressa, Calum is owned by the amazing Angel and Irene is
owned by the equally amazing Neoma C:
I hate this cell, it's dark and cold and smells like Black Star when he hasn't had
Claressa was sat on the bed of her cell deep down in the academy, her chin resting on
the palm of her right hand as she stared at the door. She hated it down here; even if
lord death stressed that keeping her locked up as a good enough reason, she still
hated it. So what if she was a witch made weapon? She was her own person, she
couldn't be controlled by witches, by Arachne or Medusa. Ok, so maybe that was a bit
of an understatment, there had been that one blank space in her memory when she'd
apprently 'tried to skewer' Irene through the head over matters concerning a very
violent love triangle. The blue haired girl shook her head, sitting in silence."What
if I am a threat?" She said quietly, looking at her tinted skin and letting out a
sigh, falling back onto her bed and waiting.
"Hey Claressa, you there?"
There was a knock at the door and the girl beamed out and smiling, jumping up and
opening the large steel door. Calum was stood in the doorway, grinning at the girl.
Claressa sighed in a content way and she swore the torch on the opposite wall made
him look like he had a halo. "Hi Calum," The weapon said softly, clasping her hands
together infront of her chest nervously- it was the thing she looked forwards to the
most, getting visits. Espically from him, even if she just stayed silent and let him
do the talking it was the most exciting part of her entire day.
"So, I was wondering. I asked a few people to help out with this whole 'smuggling'
thing and," He looked sort of embarassed which puzzled Claressa and made her blush.
She'd never seen him like that, he was always confident in what he was saying.
"Do you want to come over and watch a flim?"
Claressa's entire face lit up in a light pink colour as she stared wide-eyed. Was
this one of those date things?
"Yes! Sure!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands and getting all excited.
And while the two were talking, having the time of their lives something slipped
in through the window.It made it's way through the darkness and positioned itself
just right. And then it waited.
"Good. Kid and Deidara are making it look like Shinigami-Sama gave you permission to
be out but forgot, we've got a couple of other people on it to," He held out his
The blue girl went to take Calum's arm but stopped dead in her tracks. She suddenly
stumbled back a little, a deep crimson stain growing on her dress as the vector arrow
ripped through her chest and disintigrated. The girl coughed up blood and fell
forwards, her hands going to the hole that had been made clean through her chest.
"Claressa!" Calum yelled, catching her as she fell and sinking to his knee's. He took
off his jacket and placed it around the wound, applying pressure to try and stop the
bleeding as tears leaked from his eyes. He knew somehow that she'd already lost to
much blood."F-F-Fuck M-me," Claressa croaked, smiling shakily and looking up at
Calum."I-I don't think I c-can watch that flim n-now," Her voice was just a whisper
as she leant her head onto the one she loved so dearly."Don't say that, we can watch
it another time," his voice was soothing yet paniked. He looked around, yelling for
help desperatley and feeling defeated anguish when no one came on replied. His eyes
glanced down to see Claressa still, her dazed expression smiling up at him happily.
"Night night Calum, see you in the morning,"
She closed her eyes.
They never opened.
Last edited: 24 January 2011
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