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CRYS

Sapphire

"My well-being is due to the actions of my aunt and uncle. My success and talent is due to the patience of my brother, and the guidance of my teachers. My existence is due to the choices of my parents. But my actions are my own, and so is my mind."

Crowds of people surrounded her, their voices echoed off the walls of the large room. As she looked back at them the features disappeared making them faceless, leaving her stranded and alone. Their invisible eyes still burned holes through the thin fabric set between them that blurred their details, marking her as their target.

The eyes were of all colours, brown as the fertile soil and the warmest sweets, green as the grass and the newest sprouts, blue as the deep ocean rich with fish and the clear fresh sky. All of them burned with a passion of anger, jealous, and envy.

Their whispers seemed to grow louder and louder, ringing her in ears, engraving themselves in her mind.

She seemed surrounded by strangers, like a wounded doe circled by wolves. She was lost among those who she called her companions and teammates for years.

"Tch, she's just riding on his coattails."

The words seemed to shatter through the dome she put up and isolated herself in. She stopped moving, she knew that her limbs had froze, she knew that her gaze was fixed on the floor in front of her, she knew that they were talking about her, she knew.

No matter what he tried to hide from her, no matter how naive they thought her to be, she heard, and she knew.

She knew what envy they felt, heard the jealousy burning inside of them, and saw the anger that fueled their attacks.

Who could really blame them though? They had never seen her in action.

The scene seemed to fade away and the howl of Beowolves drew her back from the corners of her mind, back to the physical plain.

There were ten Beowolves which had formed a semi-circle behind her. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw the tails of other Beowolves rush past her, undoubtedly to where the two bodies were buried under a single stone, to where he stood visiting them in silence.

The Beowolves in front of her let out low growls and bared their teeth, their red eyes glinted with a bloodlust for only humans.

Her eyes skimmed over them calmly, and she sighed, gently closing her eyes as she slowly reached up to the headphones that sat around the base of her neck. Positioning them on her ears the gentle sound of piano and violin music calmly filled her ears, blocking out the remaining whispers and harsh growls.

The rest was like instinct to her, removing her twin blades from either side of her cargo belt her eyes watched the moonlight shine off the gleaming silver blades that were slightly curved. A matching extending silver chain hung off the ends of each handle, currently connecting them together.

Taking up a defensive position she relaxed slightly, inviting the Beowolves to attack her. They took up the offer, three of them charging forward to meet her.

Blocking out everything else the music flooded her senses and natural instincts and reflexes from years of training took over.

She moved fluidly to the side of the first advancing Beowolf, throwing one of the blades around its neck so the chain looped around. Pulling on the other blade the loop tightened just before she took the other blade and plunged it into the back leg, near one of the joints. The Beowolf crumpled and started to dissolve, the body flaking and slowly rising and making its way upwards. Quickly removing her blade from its leg she tugged on the chain again, making it retract and the other blade fly towards her, back into her grip.

"Nine." Twisting her grip on the handles so the blades were running parallel to her wrist, she spun the chains in a circular motion. Lashing out one of them they twisted around the neck of another Grimm, pulling herself in towards it she brandished her other chain and used it to occupy the jaws.

"Eight." Swinging past the Grimm she flipped her grip on the blades again so she was holding them 'normally' and quickly plunged the blade into another Beowolf.

"Seven left." Running lower to the ground she stuck out her curved blade and used it to hook onto the back paw, and slide underneath it, using her other blade she cut right along the stomach before coming out right underneath its jaws.

"Six." She leapt over a Beowolf, using both blades to carve two arches into the back of its neck.

"Five." Running up form behind another Beowolf she left two long parallel strikes along its back with the spine between.

"Four." A large slash through the right shoulder, one along the same side, and finally another looping around the back.

"Three." A strike across the eyes and one running vertically from snout to tail.

"Two." The Beowolf came from behind, striking her down, and knocking her across the clearing. She slammed into the tree harshly, making her headphones slip off her ears. Panic washed through her like a flood, as without the music the whispers came back and invaded her mind.

Staggering up she quickly grasped for her blades, only to find them no where close. Looking up she saw the Beowolf stalking towards her slowly. "Nyx! Nox!" She called out, there was a quickly whizzing sound before both blades flew back into her grip. Wrapping the chains around her arms she secured them in her grip, the Beowolf opened its jaws to growl as it bunched its limbs and sprung at her.

Moving quickly she placed her blades together in a single point and plunged it through its chest, straight into its heart.

"One." There was an earsplitting howl making her cringe. She could sense the Beowolf stalking around her, without the headphones she felt as if she was left bare. The Beowolf wasted no time going after its fallen comrade.

She saw its luminescent red eyes and braced herself for the teeth and claws, tensing up as the voices only grew louder until they were practically screaming at her.

Suddenly a gunshot rang through the air, and the body of a Beowolf fell right beside her, a bullet hole right through the head.

Turning around she saw a boy around her age dressed in dark red and black, his eyes gleamed with a monstrous glow just as the luminescent red of the Beowolves they just faced.

He was looking down at his weapon, a sniper rifle, but as he took it apart it split into two twin hook swords. "Come on." He looked up from his swords, his tail already wrapping around them and holding them in place around his waist, serving similarly like a belt. "We should get going."

She flinched slightly at his tone, which was filling with slight anger, but concern shone clear through as well. She hurriedly slipped her blades back onto her belt, and ran up to his side, walking back silently away from the cliff that held the two bodies buried under one stone.

She risked a glance at his face and was surprised to see some blood coming from a cut right below his left eye. "You're injured." She said, sighing she reached into her belt and took out a clean cloth. On the other side of her belt she undid a small metal flask and dampened the cloth. "Close your eyes," she instructed, "I don't want to accidentally poke it.". She saw him restrain rolling his eyes before he closed them and bent down a bit, gently wiping off the blood from his cheek she pressed down lightly on the cut.

He lifted his hand to hold the cloth in place, but removed it and looked down at the red cloth. "Thanks," he muttered, returning the cloth back to stop the blood. Looking around he straightened his posture, "Come on, enough stalling." he gestured with his other hand, "We don't want to run into more Beowolves or anything worst."

He sighed before starting forward again, she stood back, letting his advance a little farther before her. Her ear started to ache, and a a sudden feeling of being isolated returned to her again.

The voices still rang in her ears, but as always, softer when he was around. And who could blame them?


Thank you for reading, please leave a review telling me your opinion. I just decided to post all four "teasers".

- Cilver