Author's Notes

Disclaimer

Norihiro Yagi owns Claymore in its entirety.

I own what I did with his characters in its entirety.

What is this?

This is going to be a One Shot series in which I, by and large, will kill of characters I don't like. Gore, jokes-to-be, and other stuff you should not read while eating are and will be included. Enjoy.

First: Things you should not do, or: Nina, I hate you!

"Look, look, who have we got there? The little Colorhead from the north. How did a weakling like you survive?" she provokingly said with an evil grin in her face.

Clarice's face distorted and turned a slight bit red due to the provocation, but she kept her calmness.

Miata, who was holding her foster-mother's hand made a step towards Nina and turned her face towards hers. "Are you picking on Mama?" she asked Nina.

Rule #1: Never pick on a mentally unstable Claymore's "mother".

The latter made some steps towards Miata and bent herself forwards to arrogantly ask: "And what if, shorty?"

Rule #2: Never call a mentally unstable Claymore "shorty".

Miata then was gently but emphatically pushing her index and second finger into a dumbfounded Nina's mouth to get a good grip of Nina's under jaw.

"No saying bad things anymore," Miata calmly sated and in a fast movement of her right hand ripped Nina's under jaw off. The latter held the wound in her face and screamed and cried in sheer agony.

Rule #3: Never make a mentally unstable Claymore that is able to rip your jaw off barehanded mad.

"Oh my god, Miata!" Clarice shouted, but was unable to react. She was completely stunned due to the shock.

Nina was still overwhelmed by the pain she felt. Her blood was running out of her face like a water... er, bloodfall.

Tears started to run down Clarice's face due to the scene she saw. Tears that were lethally misinterpreted by Miata.

Rule #4: Never make a mentally unstable Claymore's mama cry. Even if it isn't your fault.

In an instant Miata had tackled Nina to the ground. Now the former was mounted on top of the latter. Miata's left hand shoved Nina's head into the ground, nearly making it burst. Miata's right hand was raised menacingly. Her eyes shone in a deadly golden color. With a voice that rivaled that of any Yoma, Awakened Being, wild beast or mother-in-law she growled at her utterly helpless victim: "NO MORE MAKING MAMA CRY!"

With the last word Miata's right hand dove into the chest of a whimpering, sobbing and shivering Nina to get a firm grip of her breastbone. Blood splattered all around as Miata ripped the bone that she had just gotten a hold of out of Nina's body - and therefore her chest open. Her hearth as well as both lungs were hurt in the process. In just a few seconds she was reduced from a living creature to a dying pile of flesh and bones.

Rule #5: Never make a mentally unstable author's (mama) favorite character cry. Even if it's not your fault.

Miata threw the breastbone away, arose and faced her Clarice. Her whole bodysuit and her right hand were read, even her face and hair were soaked in Nina's blood.

Clarice could not even cry. Tears were running down her cheeks in a steady flow, she was on her knees, not moving a single muscle. For a moment she wasn't even able to breath. Until Miata hugged her, that was.

"It's okay, mama," she said with the gentlest of voices, "no more bullying you."

Suddenly Clarice regained her senses. All she could do was cry loudly and press Miata against her chest to find at least a bit of comfort. What she had seen that day she would never be able to forget.

This way the two of them spent hours. The only one to occasionally talk was Miata, telling her mother that everything was fine.


Author's Notes

Honestly, no bullying our cute Colorhead!