Disclaimer: Hey readers of all genders, sorry that it's been a while, haven't really had the time on my hands to spare. looks at her watch and sighs and I still don't really... oh well. Make do with what you've got I guess. First day in a while I haven't had work in my BCIS class. My teacher wishes to destroy us, and next, THE WORLD!!!!!!!!! Sorry... I got carried away. Any way, I own Calran and Amaya. Anything from Devil May Cry and/or Resident Evil is sadly not mine. If it was, I'd be rich. And there would be more Resident Evil on the PS2. And Devil May Cry 2 might have been harder for me to beat, and I suck at video games. Love what you suck!
Burry Oo slaps her for saying something dirty after always being told not to
Anyhow, on with my fic...
Chapter 3
The sun murkily shone through the stained window and warmed Amaya's face kindly. Her eyes flickered open and she looked up at the ceiling for only a few moments before Calran;s handsome face leaned over cautiously to sneak a peek at her. She left her eye only a crack open, just to see what he was planning on doing. He silently extended his hand out to feel her neck for a pulse. His hand lingered for a moment longer than actually necessary before moving it toward her face. She snapped her eyes open and looked at him curiously, he wasn't even looking at her. Hi s eyes were closed.
"What are you doing?" She asked curiously, a hint of sleepiness in her voice. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at her.
"Huh? Oh, checking to see if you were alive. You're cold. You were yelling in your sleep last night about something. At someone I think... Umm.....Are you alright?" He said nervously.
"Yes... what were you really doing?" she said, she knew he had been doing something, but she didn't know what yet. Maybe she could make him tell her...
"Trying to see what troubled you so... I'm sorry. I guess it is really none of my business. Us having just met and all... Plese forgive me," Calran said, guilt in his voice.
"... uhhhhh. Yeah. Okay, right. Whatever," she looked back at her ripped pant leg. Her wounds had all healed now. Come on, let's get out of here."
"Okay," Calran said happily with a nod.
As they left the small house, the sun burnt down upon the town, causing the flesh of the many dead bodies to stench repulsively. The smell reached up to gag the two with it' s slippery finger. Amaya pulled her torn shirt up to cover her nose.
"This is really gross. What happened her, Calran? Do you know?" She asked patiently, trying to breath only through her mouth. The smell of blood wafted up to greet them as they entered an abandoned convenient store.
"No I don't... What the hell?!?!" Calran said as her sniffed the air. The smell of decaying corpses flooded heavily up as the door closed behind them, as if it had been running to the open door for freedom. Blood was smeared along the walls. Amaya walked up to it curiously.
"This is..." She stopped and looked up at Calran with a surprised look on her face.
"What is it, Amaya?" He asked curiously as he examined the blood. It looked like some type of writing.
"It's demonic writing...I can't read it, but my father can. I feel pretty dumb now, not learning it when he tried to teach me," She sighed as she placed her hand upon it. "What are you doing her?" Calran asked as he laid his hand gently upon her shoulder. She looked up at him.
"We got into a huge argument, and I ran away. I always run away from everything. I'm such a failure... I hat myself," She began to sob, tears rolling down her face which she began to wipe away furiously. "Devils never cry, that' s what daddy told me. I can't cry, it's stupid to cry..." She turned away angrily. Calran looked at her curiously and took a step forward.
"Amaya..." he reached his hand out and placed it on her shoulder, casing her to jerk away from him.
"Don't touch me!" She yelled as she tore his hand away from her shoulder. "I'm okay! Stop trying to baby me! I'm fine!"
Calran looked at her and frowned. 'What in the hell is wrong with her?' he thought as he looked at her. She stood up and rubbed her hands over her face in frustration.
"Sorry..." She whispered. Amaya looked up at him, all of her tears wiped from her eyes. She stood up straight, her hands in tight fists by her sides so that her knuckles were white. Calran sighed and ran his hand through his hair," Are you sure? We can stop and break if you'd like to, it's alright by me." He took a cautious step towards her and gently rested his hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him and sighed.
"I'm not gonna bite you. Too hard anyway." She could feel how tense his hand was. He was obviously worried about her screaming at him. He smiled and got less tense, "Be careful, I might bite back." He Reached up with his other hand and poked her nose. She looked down at his finger and poked him back in retaliation, letting out a small giggle and a little smile. Calran smiled and sighed as he looked back at the room. 'Anywhere other than here and this would actually be nice. Why'd I have to meet her here?' he thought as her looked at her pretty face in the dim light.
Amaya looked at him and then back at the room, she had almost forgotten her surroundings, how she didn't know. 'Who is this guy? Oh well. When we get out of here, he'll probably ditch me and leave. Or, he'll leave me here. Alone. Without anyone to help me when I'm hurt. Or dead...,' She thought as she sighed. "Are you going to leave me here alone to die?"
Claran looked down at her, a surprised look on his face." What? No. It's not in my plan." He looked at her with a shocked look plastered to his face. "How could you even say that? You're so mean..." He whined as he pooched out his lower lip to for a puppy-dog face. She laughed as she turned around and took a few steps away from him. "Okay, I was just curious. That's all." She said as she walked toward the back room.
'What in the bloody-hell brought that up? If anybody's gonna ditch anyone, she's gonna ditch me. I don't wanna leave her here, that's mean.' He thought.
"Are you coming, or what?" She said, stopped in front of the door waiting for him.
"Huh?! Oh, Yeah! Sorry!" He said apologetically. He walked ove to the door, placed his hand on the knob and twisted, pushing it open and raising his gun for anything that may have been wating for them behind it.
Okay! I'm done with this chapter. Sorry it took so long, but oh well. Thanks for all of your reviews, Please leave more. I've been Busy, so please forgive me if it takes a while to get the next chapter up. Thanks! Bye. Bounces away happily
Burry Oo slaps her for saying something dirty after always being told not to
Anyhow, on with my fic...
Chapter 3
The sun murkily shone through the stained window and warmed Amaya's face kindly. Her eyes flickered open and she looked up at the ceiling for only a few moments before Calran;s handsome face leaned over cautiously to sneak a peek at her. She left her eye only a crack open, just to see what he was planning on doing. He silently extended his hand out to feel her neck for a pulse. His hand lingered for a moment longer than actually necessary before moving it toward her face. She snapped her eyes open and looked at him curiously, he wasn't even looking at her. Hi s eyes were closed.
"What are you doing?" She asked curiously, a hint of sleepiness in her voice. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at her.
"Huh? Oh, checking to see if you were alive. You're cold. You were yelling in your sleep last night about something. At someone I think... Umm.....Are you alright?" He said nervously.
"Yes... what were you really doing?" she said, she knew he had been doing something, but she didn't know what yet. Maybe she could make him tell her...
"Trying to see what troubled you so... I'm sorry. I guess it is really none of my business. Us having just met and all... Plese forgive me," Calran said, guilt in his voice.
"... uhhhhh. Yeah. Okay, right. Whatever," she looked back at her ripped pant leg. Her wounds had all healed now. Come on, let's get out of here."
"Okay," Calran said happily with a nod.
As they left the small house, the sun burnt down upon the town, causing the flesh of the many dead bodies to stench repulsively. The smell reached up to gag the two with it' s slippery finger. Amaya pulled her torn shirt up to cover her nose.
"This is really gross. What happened her, Calran? Do you know?" She asked patiently, trying to breath only through her mouth. The smell of blood wafted up to greet them as they entered an abandoned convenient store.
"No I don't... What the hell?!?!" Calran said as her sniffed the air. The smell of decaying corpses flooded heavily up as the door closed behind them, as if it had been running to the open door for freedom. Blood was smeared along the walls. Amaya walked up to it curiously.
"This is..." She stopped and looked up at Calran with a surprised look on her face.
"What is it, Amaya?" He asked curiously as he examined the blood. It looked like some type of writing.
"It's demonic writing...I can't read it, but my father can. I feel pretty dumb now, not learning it when he tried to teach me," She sighed as she placed her hand upon it. "What are you doing her?" Calran asked as he laid his hand gently upon her shoulder. She looked up at him.
"We got into a huge argument, and I ran away. I always run away from everything. I'm such a failure... I hat myself," She began to sob, tears rolling down her face which she began to wipe away furiously. "Devils never cry, that' s what daddy told me. I can't cry, it's stupid to cry..." She turned away angrily. Calran looked at her curiously and took a step forward.
"Amaya..." he reached his hand out and placed it on her shoulder, casing her to jerk away from him.
"Don't touch me!" She yelled as she tore his hand away from her shoulder. "I'm okay! Stop trying to baby me! I'm fine!"
Calran looked at her and frowned. 'What in the hell is wrong with her?' he thought as he looked at her. She stood up and rubbed her hands over her face in frustration.
"Sorry..." She whispered. Amaya looked up at him, all of her tears wiped from her eyes. She stood up straight, her hands in tight fists by her sides so that her knuckles were white. Calran sighed and ran his hand through his hair," Are you sure? We can stop and break if you'd like to, it's alright by me." He took a cautious step towards her and gently rested his hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him and sighed.
"I'm not gonna bite you. Too hard anyway." She could feel how tense his hand was. He was obviously worried about her screaming at him. He smiled and got less tense, "Be careful, I might bite back." He Reached up with his other hand and poked her nose. She looked down at his finger and poked him back in retaliation, letting out a small giggle and a little smile. Calran smiled and sighed as he looked back at the room. 'Anywhere other than here and this would actually be nice. Why'd I have to meet her here?' he thought as her looked at her pretty face in the dim light.
Amaya looked at him and then back at the room, she had almost forgotten her surroundings, how she didn't know. 'Who is this guy? Oh well. When we get out of here, he'll probably ditch me and leave. Or, he'll leave me here. Alone. Without anyone to help me when I'm hurt. Or dead...,' She thought as she sighed. "Are you going to leave me here alone to die?"
Claran looked down at her, a surprised look on his face." What? No. It's not in my plan." He looked at her with a shocked look plastered to his face. "How could you even say that? You're so mean..." He whined as he pooched out his lower lip to for a puppy-dog face. She laughed as she turned around and took a few steps away from him. "Okay, I was just curious. That's all." She said as she walked toward the back room.
'What in the bloody-hell brought that up? If anybody's gonna ditch anyone, she's gonna ditch me. I don't wanna leave her here, that's mean.' He thought.
"Are you coming, or what?" She said, stopped in front of the door waiting for him.
"Huh?! Oh, Yeah! Sorry!" He said apologetically. He walked ove to the door, placed his hand on the knob and twisted, pushing it open and raising his gun for anything that may have been wating for them behind it.
Okay! I'm done with this chapter. Sorry it took so long, but oh well. Thanks for all of your reviews, Please leave more. I've been Busy, so please forgive me if it takes a while to get the next chapter up. Thanks! Bye. Bounces away happily