Meeting at the graveside: Charlotte and Vendetta
Unexpectedly, trying to get AWAY from Charlotte.....Vendetta runs into her at Clamberg's graveyard, mourning over her parents....Might update soon.
"They are not dead,
Who leave us this great heritage of remembering joy.
They still live in our hearts,
In the happiness we knew, in the dreams we shared.
They still breathe,
In the lingering fragrance,windblown, from their favourite flowers.
They still smile in the moonlight's silver,
And laugh in the sunlight's sparking gold.
They still speak in the echoes of the words we've heard them say again and again.
They still move,
In the rhythm of waving grasses, in the dance of the tossing branches.
They are not dead;
Their memory is warm in our hearts, comfort in our sorrow.
They are not apart from us, but part of us,
For love is eternal,
And those we love shall be with us throughout all eternity."
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Vendetta sighed.
If that stupid little blue girl wasn't tormenting every aspect of her existance.....
She shuddered.
Every attempt-Every BLOODY ATTEMPT TO DESTROY THAT STUPID LITTLE BLUE GIRL-Had failed! Vendetta growled and switched off the T.V. in
irratation.
That little idiot was always cheery, always merry, always so stupidly assured that Vendetta was her....her...
...friend.
Yecch. Vendetta just felt sick at the thought.
She sighed, and stood. She no longer really wanted her lunch of onions, grapejuice, and clams. That stupid little girl had spoiled her appetite.
Well...she might as well go out. She really didn't feel like making any fiends to plague the town.
With a shrug, she reached for her jacket-it was getting chilly out-left a note for Hamster, and went on her way.
Vendetta sighed as she walked the silent grey streets of Clamberg
In this town....
It was a dead Zone.
Fiends wreaked havoc and hurt people...
Well, they deserved it! Vendetta was always alone as a child.....even her parents had had little time for her.
So she threw herself entirely into her craft of mad science and dark magic. It was the only way she knew how to stop her heart from falling to
piece....with steel girders.
She ruled all. Her parents were now her pets.
But it wasn't enough.
It was never enough.
Vendetta figured it was that stupid Charlotte's fault.
Once she was dead, Vendetta would finally be happy.
Finally....
Great. Now she was bored.
Might as well go to the most deserted place in town before she felt like watching TV again.
So, she simply made her way towards the Clamberg Cemetary.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
That stupid girl was here as well!
Vendetta growled under her breath.
Great.....just great.....
But Charlotte didn't seem to notice Vendetta as she knelt at a grave with daisies in her hands.
Vendetta hurried behind a tree before she could be noticed.
Wonderful. What was that stupid little girl doing here?
Wait a minute...
Vendetta stared.
What...?
Charlotte had a sad smile on her face as she arranged the bouquet carefully around the stones. Vendetta squinted to read the names.
Roxanne and Micheal....?
Who were these people?
It started to rain. Vendetta carefully took step by step, closer to Charlotte, doing her best to stay out of sight.
Who..?
As cold rain pelted down from a dark sky, Vendetta was now close enough....to read the grave's inscriptions. They were very simple.
Mother
Father
Friends
Wait....Charlotte's parents were dead? Guess that explained why she lived with her grandmother....
Vendetta silently cursed herself for getting so curious...and so close. She was now only inches away from Charlotte...could see raindrops
intermingle with something else in her eyelashes...
Just as Vendetta was about to back off, Charlotte turned. Her face registered confusion.
"V-Vendetta...?"