Disclaimer:

I don't own Claymore or any of the elements from Sacred2. (Even thought I only based my OC very vaguely on it.)

On some places the story will follow closely the manga with the exact same wording, and I may have actually used some ppl ideas from here and there here on FanFiction.

I be honest. I don't remember witch idea come from whom so I apologize for it.

This story would have never been published without the help of Humida, who was kind enough to Beta read it for me, and correct all the errors I left in the story.

Lastly... be gentle. This is the first story I dare to show you guys. I am no way a pro, just an amateur who writes when bored.

Now on with the story...

"Talk"

'Thought'

Teresa of the Faint Smile


Arzon

Arzon. A small world in the multi-verse. The seat of order of the ancient beings called the seraph's. They where once created by the goddess to serve her, but as time passed she visited less and less the world of the seraph. These days the ancient beings live peacefully, far away from all the cruelties of the multi-verse.

Among these formidable beings there is one who is unique. Her name is Crystal and though she is only a few dozen year old she is already a formidable warrior. It said that she has the potential to surpass even the grand mistress, the strongest of the race.

But even among the seraph there are those who aren't as pure as the goddess wished. There are seraphs who desire power and recognition, and don't care what the cost is. One of these seraph was just about to change what was already written in the great book of destiny.

Meanwhile, Crystal practiced in the training hall. She worse the standard armor of all the female seraph's. A gold colored form fitting breast plate, arm and shin guards, and a loincloth barely covering her crotch. Crystal was just about to finish her practice for the day when she heard something chilling.

"Hello Crystal," comes the deep male voice from the door of the training hall.

Crystal turns taking an attack stance. "Hara, what are you doing here? The order has banned you," Says Crystal with a steely edge.

"Ah yes. Now that you mention it. I just came to repay a debt," he says with a sinister grin.

"I tell you only once. Go before I am forced to kill you. It was your own fault that you ignored the rules of the order, and practiced black magic. If I would have not found out, then others would have," Says Crystal while slowly inched towards Hara.

"Right. I've had enough from your excuses! Die! Mighty mana erase this being before me!" A blue aura surrounds him.

"No I wont let you!" Crystal shouts while casting her own attack, but it's already too late. Hara releases his spell. Crystal is swallowed whole. Her sword, armor and clothes fall to the ground after her body fades from the world.

"Hahahaha... you should have never crossed my path, you stupid bitch," he shouts triumphantly before his chest is pierced by a spear. Hara collapses and looks up at his attacker.

"You should have never return here," Inera says. She is the grand mistress of the seraph. One of her guard is wipes Hara's blood from her spear.

"It... does not matter... She... is... already... dead..." he mutters just before loses consciousness and dies.

"Remove this filth from the holy ground of this castle," orders Inera.

"Mistress?" ask one of the guard. "What about Lady Crystal?"

"She is alive. But only the goddess knows where she is right now," Says Inera revealing crystal's energy stone which is still glowing, meaning she is still not dead. Inera turns and leaves the hall.

"You heard the mistress. Clean this mess up," says the leader of the guards.

"Yes sir," the soldiers say in unison and begin to clear the hall.

'Lady Crystal... I hope you are alright. Wherever you are now,' thinks the captain before turning his attention back to the clean up.

Somewhere else

Crystal opens her eyes but immediately closes them because of the bright light. Her head is pounding and she feels funny.

'What happened?' she wonders inwardly as she sits up. She looks around and finds herself in a clearing in the forest.

"This place? It looks just like the mortal realm I once visited. Let's see where I am." She begins to concentrate trying to find where she is and immediately notices that her power is off. She is just as powerful as before but the feeling she gets from it is quite strange. Untamed and wild. Crystal ignores it for the moment and focuses on the powers around her.

"In the name of the Goddess, where am I?" she wonders as she senses several thousand powers in the world that are above average strength for even the strongest mortal magician, and they give of the same kind of feeling as her own energy.

She begins to play with her hair while she tries to make sense of what she is feeling. After finally working through all the information she can gather she focuses on her own power trying to figure out what's so different, but she has no luck. She finally ends focusing on the hair in her hand.

'Silver? Since when did I have silver hair?' Crystal wondered. She looks around and notices a small lake on the edge of the clearing. She looks into the water and what she sees is nothing like how she should look. Instead of her gold curly locks she has silver straight hair, but what really catches her attention is her eyes. They are almost glowing silver instead of her crystal blue. After checking her body further she also realizes that she is missing her wings, and she is quiet naked.

"I will kill Hara if I can find my way back. Wherever I am." Crystal tries to analyze the world. "This world gives off a completely different feeling from the mortal world I visited. So I have no idea where I am." She then notices a weak power heading her way.

A few moments later some type of creature enters the clearing and looks at Crystal.

"Claymore!" Roars the being and charges her with razor sharp claws pointed at her.

'Whatever that thing is, it's definitely not friendly.' she thinks as she side steps the charging being and blows a hole in his body with a small energy bolt. The being falls to the ground, dead.

'Well it's not a nice way to do it, but I guess this being has the answers I need,' she thinks as she scans the yoma mind. 'So this world is inhabited by yomas and humans who are eaten by yoma. The humans created claymore's, silver haired, silver eyed half human half yoma females to combat the yoma. Let's see what else... Awakened beings are claymores who have gone over their limit and become yoma. An organization makes these claymore and then handles them as will-less weapons. This world is really not nice,' she thinks while ignoring the darker memories of the yoma.

Crystal straightens herself and turns the yoma into ash. 'So I am a claymore. I probably don't have to worry about going over my limit since I am not a mortal, even though I"ve lost my wings. Probably, if I use more power, it will turn me back. The clothing is a problem. If I don't want to stand out I should wear something similar to a Claymore's uniform. My name is pretty unique, but I believe its common enough, so I don't have to change it.'

She creates a grey body suit with the black cloth around her neck and the seraph crest on it, claymore armor from adamantium, then a claymore sword from adamantium with the seraph crest on it where the Claymores have their identification symbol.

Crystal checks herself in the water and smiles. 'Perfect. No one can tell I am not from here.'

She puts the sword in the holster she saw in the yoma's memory and walks out of the clearing heading out randomly.

'Well I guess I have no choice but to try and find a way home while trying to avoid too much attention. If I remember the yoma's memory right, humans don't think too highly of Claymores, so they probably won't ask any question. The Claymores and the organization are the ones I have to worry about. But at least I still have a weapon I am skilled with.'

Teresa stops walking and looks to the west in Crystal's direction. 'Strange I thought I felt something for a moment but then it disappeared.'

"Is something wrong Teresa?" ask her masked contact.

"I thought I felt a powerful yoki for a moment, but then it vanished like it was never there."

"Don't worry about it. They will contact the organization if it concerns us. So you scared another village didn't you?" he ask.

"Just told the truth Orsay. We never again lend our hand to a village that doesn't pay. No matter what happens afterward."

"That's true, but the way you said it makes it sound like we are the ones who send the yoma after them," he says with a sigh.

"Oh? You mean we don't?" she asks with a small smile.

"Careful what you say. Our job is to slaughter yoma. We would never do such thing. Now about your next job. A two days walk west of here is Teo village."

"Any other details?"

"You need more?" Ask the man with humor.

"Huh? Oh no, not really."

"The number of yoma, what they are like... its all the same. Find them and kill them. Thats all." Says the man.

"Aye aye Boss." Salutes Teresa and walks away.

'Teresa... half breed created by the organization. 77 generation claymore... warrior number 182. No matter what yoma she faces, she slays them without exhausting her yoma power. For that reason her face never grows ugly or contorted, and when she slays the creature she seems to have the faintest of smile. So she is know as "Teresa of the Faint Smile." The strongest woman among those called claymores.' Thinks the man as he looks after Teresa. "Heh, maybe not the strongest woman, rather the strongest creature."

'What was that yoki i felt before meeting Orsay? It was huge. Bigger then even an awakened being, but then it disappeared without a trace. I never met an Abyssal besides Rosemary, maybe it was one of them, but this is almost in the middle of the continent, and all of them live in the deeper parts of the three region.' Thinks Teresa as she walks towards her next destination.

Two days later, Teo village

Crystal walks trough an usual town while she is covered in a brown robe hiding her features. The market of the city is busy. People sell and buy merchandise, talk about rumors and about the disappearance of people in the nearby towns.

'Yoma are killing people in the nearby towns, but they all gather here. Lets see. There are five no six... no seven, and all seven are on the market, and here comes a claymore.' Thinks Crystal as she feels the nearing power or as people call it in this world, yoki.

'Lets see how she will handle herself,' she thinks as she cast an invisibility spell and disappears without anyone noticing her.

Teresa appears at the gate of the small town and looks at the market place. 'Tks... how bold.' Thinks Teresa as she looks at the disguised yoma.

Everyone suddenly notices her, so Teresa does not waste time and attacks the first yoma. She slaughters 6 of the yoma before they can even react. The civilians run scared from the claymore who they think is slaughtering them randomly, until one of them notices Teresa counting the bodies and mumbling about 7 yoma in the village.

"Huh? There is one missing," she says as she looks around. "Well I wonder... What if I don't find it?" She scans the area actively with her senses. "What indeed?" Says Teresa as she looks at a guy with a girl standing before him in the back of the crowd, then she disappears.

She reappears behind the man who falls into two pieces. "Did you think you could use the child as a shield? Fool."

The people jump back with a cry as the purple blood gushes out of the yoma's two halves.

The little girl only looks back with wide eyes at Teresa, not saying anything.

"Tsk... I guess this job is also finished." She turns around and walks to the nearby inn and enters.

'Impressive. She is quite good. I guess I'll observe her a little longer,' Crystal muses as she slips into another inn in the town to get some rest.

After a few hours however she feels the claymore energy moving again. 'She is leaving already?' She thinks as she leaves the inn. She watches the events playing out on the main road of the small town.

'Why do I have the feeling someone is following me?' Teresa thinks as she looks around, but she only sees the towns' people.

"Ah Miss Teresa..." Says the elder with a big bag in his hand. "This is the money we collected to pay you for killing the yoma. This is all we have."

"I don't need it. Not that pity-full sum," Teresa says.

"Eh?" asks the old man with confusion.

"The request for a claymore came from another village, not yours. If you had a proper request it would have cost at-least 10 times that, and there were seven yoma, so that would have meant another seven times the request money," she says.

"Oh, I understand," says the man.

Suddenly Teresa feels a tug on her cape. She roughly swats the one who pulled on it. She looks at the person and recognizes the little girl from before.

"Who is this? Isn't she the daughter of the last yoma I killed? Is she here to avenge her father?"

"N... no she's not from here, and I don't think she would be related to that yoma." Says the elder.

"What do you mean?" she ask.

"The child can't speak, so we don't know for sure, but it seems she knew he was a yoma. He forced her to follow him and they just happened to come here," he explains.

"How do you know that she can't speak?" ask Teresa.

"Well, you see, her body is covered with scars from being beaten so many times," says the elder.

Teresa's eyes widen for a split second, but only Crystal catches the moment.

"I see, she was just the creature's toy. So she thinks of me as her savior does she? Sorry girl, but I didn't come here to save you. Killing yoma is just my job. Don't misunderstand." Says Teresa as she looks at the girl still sitting on the ground. The little girl gets up and hugs Teresa tightly.

"What are you doing?" Teresa growls then kicks the girl away. "I told you, go away. I am not your savior."

The girl again gets to her feet and looks at Teresa.

"What's with her? Is she touched in the head or what?" Ask Teresa with a little irritation.

"No but she was kicked around by the yoma so long she closed herself off both verbally and emotionally. She doesn't respond to anyone. Or so we thought," says the elder.

Teresa turns around and begins to walk. "Make one more step towards me and I will kick you for real this time," says Teresa, but the girl does not listen so she kicks her several feet back.

"Hmph! You are wasting my time. I don't think the last yoma was part of the request, but I won't charge anything since I did as I pleased," says Teresa, as she turns to the villager elder. "Happy? This is one lucky town." She says this with a smile then leaves.

'I understand why she did it, but I don't agree with her methods,' Thinks Crystal as she follows Teresa.

A few days later Crystal sits a little further away from Teresa's camping spot. She notices the girl from the town approaching the camp but the next moment Teresa stands behind her holding the blade beside her head.

A group of bandits suddenly appears as Teresa questions the girl. She cuts one of the bandit's hands out of reflex. Then after some talk and the explanation of the rule that claymores are not allowed to kill humans the bandits decide to take her body.

Teresa smiles and opens her body suit showing the giant scar on her stomach to the bandits who immediately stop wanting her, turning away in disgust. The bandits then leave but not before the one who lost his hand promises Teresa to get revenge.

Again a day later Crystal watches as Teresa walks on the edge of a deep ravine. She jumps down into the ravine with no problem and thinks the girl will give up, but she jumps after her.

The girl hits the bottom hard and passes out.

'What's going on? Why would she be doing all of this to follow me?' wonders Teresa. 'Oh well, she can't follow me if she is unconscious. This is the end of the line no matter what.' she thinks then turns in Crystal's direction.

'Again that feeling. Like someone is watching me, but I cant see or sense anyone.' she thinks as she searches the area with her senses but finds nothing. She looks back at the girl.

"Damn you. It will be my fault if I leave you here to die. Those bandits back there saw you with me. Hmph... you are becoming a real pain." She picks up the girl and takes her to a nearby lake.

Crystal watches as Teresa throws the girl into the water. Teresa then takes out some food she found in the clearing and gives it to the girl after she washes her clothes and get back to the shore.

'Its seems she is a good person deep down, even after all that hell she experienced,' thinks Crystal as she watches the two fall asleep. Not much later she also follows suit.

It's a great advantage that the spell won't dispel until she wills it so or until she raises her power, otherwise; Teresa would have noticed her when she woke and gone off to hunt for some food.

The girl and Crystal woke at the same time and both searched for Teresa with their eyes. Of course that did not bring any result Crystal then searched with her yoki senses and immediately found Teresa who returned to the clearing a few minutes later. For the little girl this is a great joy.

'That girl. Does she really know what she is getting into?' wonders Crystal as she watches the two make a meal then leave the half eaten rabbit in the clearing.

After eating the remains of the rabbit Crystal follows the two and catches up a few minutes later.

After another few day of travel Teresa names the little girl Clare. The two are slowly growing closer before Crystal's eyes.

Teresa herself can't shake the feeling she is being watched, but no matter how much she searches she cant find the source of her discomfort. Its sometimes disappears but otherwise it's always there.

'Am I becoming insane or something? There is nothing out there so why am I feeling like I am being watched?' she thinks as she searches the area once again that day.

That evening after an unfortunate meeting with the bandit whose hand she accidentally cut off Teresa and Clare stand alone once more in the clearing.

"Does... doesn.... doesn't it hurt?" ask Clear with an unsteady voice.

"C... Clare you spoke," says Teresa with surprise.

"It hurt, didn't it? It must still hurt," says Clare as she looks at the big scar.

"Oh that? It doesn't hurt, it just looks that way."

"From the moment I first saw you, you have looked so sad. Your face showed so much pain. Your eyes are like mine. You looked so sad, so hurt, so lonely... as if you could not stand it. So... so I..." says a sobbing Clare while hugging Teresa.

'The one being comforted was me?' wonders Teresa as she recalls all the things she lost. 'With your small trembling body you are clinging with all your might to someone who shares the same wounds as yourself... and all because this is the one thing you wanted for yourself,' she thinks as her tears begin to flow. Teresa knees down and hugs Clare.

'This little girl who isn't even half of my size taught me that tears can flow from even these silver eyes,' she thinks as she cries into Clare's shoulder.

A few feet from them hidden in the shadows of a tree Crystal looks at the cuddling moment and smiles. 'She finally understood.'

-to be continued