Another Mission
The sound of cracking bones echoes through the night sky and howls of pain frighten all that hear them. Creatures with dripping fangs of blood and pointed eyes glare venomously around the town, as more of them fall, trying to locate the source of their murderer. They hunch over in a defensive position and spread their claws, ready to strike at the slightest movement. Not wanting to deny them any longer, a figure steps out of the shadows, her sliver armor shining in the moonlight. The short, slicked back blond hair of the female warrior stays unmoving as she slowly lifts up her blood-stained sword. Her dauntless eyes focuses only on the targets before her, intimidating them with a glance of her brow less face.
Taking a step forward a creature, a yoma, charges, letting out growls and shrieks as it slashes forth. The warrior known as Jean furrows her brow line slightly before dodging effortlessly to her right. The yoma stumbles clumsily as it lifts itself back up. Anger pours from its face and it shakes its head from side to side in a bout of rage. Jean's static expression angers the yoma even more, showing she feels no fear for her target, at least nothing that shows on the surface, giving the monstrous creature a sense of inadequacy. Suddenly, the corner of the yoma's jaw curls up in a creepy smile. Jean's mouth rounds in confusion at the creature's change in attitude. She glances over at the rest of the yoma. All of them still stand frozen. Unmoving as a statue. Except one.
'Crap!' Jean curses to herself as she tries to locate the missing yoma, but it is to late. Gasping, Jean lets out a small cough along with some crimson blood that splatters the dusty ground. A clawed hand slowly pulls itself free from the Claymore's stomach, adding more blood to the scenery. 'Was this... was this all planned?' she pants, finally realizing why none of the other yoma had attacked her before. They had consecrated all of their youki into the air and used one of their kind to distract the clueless warrior. It is surprising that such foul creatures that generally prefer slashing their opponent apart without thought could pull off such a maneuver, but now that she's down, they revert back to their true selves. The group of seven yoma surround Jean and rip at her flesh in an attempt to tear her open. Their joy is short-lived as two of their fellow yoma suddenly looses their heads. The five remaining yoma jump back quickly, confused by the sudden turn of events. Lifting her blooded body up, Jean flicks her eyes open, revealing her golden eyes...
The next morning, Jean confirms the eradication of yoma in the village and tells the villagers to give the payment to a man dressed entirely in black. Immediately after this announcement, Jean heads off to her next mission.. an eradication on an awakened one in the mountains...
AN: So it's been years since I last posted anything on here and I randomly felt like writing a short(really short) story about Jean this morning. That's pretty much it, actually. Hahah. Anywho, I don't own Claymore. It is (c) Norihiro Yagi