Thursday, 24 February 2011
06:59:56 PM (GMT)
Hey! Doing a small series of snippets for Claressa while I'm bored!
Hope you guys like!
Underline: Someone who works for lord death. Lets call him Larry.
"Whats your name?"
A small girl with hip length, light blue hair just stared blankly at the man infront
of her, her purple eyes hollow and far out. She didn't answer and continued to stroke
the puppy by her side who snarled as the man tried to get closer to his master.
"Come here Claressa! Mommy wants a photo with her special girl!" A tall, olive
skinned woman with dark hair called to a little blonde girl with large purple eyes.
Claressa giggled happily, running up to her mom and hugging around her leg."Can
daddeh get in this twoo?" She asked, her eyes shinging as her arm and grip tightened
around the polar bear toy under her arm."Daddy's busy, he has to work today." The
girl pouted."But it's so we can continue to live nice lives! Now smile!" The woman
laughed as she pulled her daughter closer to herself, their faces smushed together as
the camera went off in a flash.
"What a pretty name you have,where do you come from honey?"
"Little brat," A voice spat at a little girl in a room all by herself. She
shivered, her large purple eyes watching the woman with the short blonde hair and the
eyes like snakes walked past, banging on the bars and scaring the weapon inside.
Claressa moved back, a now greying and dirty polar bear toy clutched to her chest in
fear as she cried out for her mommy and daddy. She cried harder when more of the
witches came past to poke fun at her, hitting her and dragging her off to places. It
was only when the door shut and she was enloped in darkness she felt safe.
"A dark place,"
"A nurse told me about the symbols. What are they, Claressa? Why are they
She kicked and screamed loudly as a now ten year old Claressa was dragged off
towards the room once again. Her throat was red raw and she needed to drink but she
would never stop struggling, she would never go down without a fight. Her hands
gripped the sides of the wall as she was forcefully strapped down to operating table,
this time with her back facing the world instead of her front. She eventually stopped
struggling, her limbs wouldn't move from the amount of straps."Now, this won't hurt a
bit," The rather sing song voice of the lady with the snake eyes sang out as she
opened the back of Claressa's dress and placed something red hot and sharp into her
back, drawing in language only known to the witches. The young girl screamed and
eventually passed out from the amount of pain. And when Medusa Gorgon was done, on
the girls back read 'And for as long as she will live, this girl belongs to witches.
And as long as this stands here, her soul will be ours'.
"I d-don't know. Please let me go now mr, I'm scared,"
Claressa's pale blue skin was illuminated in the light of the lamp as she held onto
her dog tighter. The officer got up, stretching and sighing."Look, we found you
somewhere nice to stay for a while, an orphanage down near the academy. There's lots
of kids down there that would love to play with you," He smiled kindly at the girl
who nodded in her frightend way. She put her hand into the mans and they both walked
off towards the orphange where the girl would spend half the reminder of her life.
Until she met her meister of course.