The Last Spartan

WeeeHooo! Yet another chapter up and down, isn't it great?

Disclaimer: I am as unfortunate as all of you peoples out there not to own Devil May Cry. And Evalen is mine, all mine!! (Wait a sec, why is Evalen always in the Disclaimer if she's mine?? oh well)

Chapter 3: One Sunday morning Evalen got up and dressed in her finest clothes. She quickly tightened her black silk hair ribbon and straightened the lace on her gothic Lolita dress and skipped to her favorite place on Earth. After seven minutes she reached the faded red bench. Evalen sat and waited.

The sun rose and Evalen kept still, but she could since something was wrong. "They're not coming again." She thought aloud, the depression seeping thru every syllable. High noon came and went, slowly the sun set and it wasn't until eleven at night when Evalen moved. "I love and miss you all. Rest in Peace." And she went back to her dingy apartment room.

Evalen lay awake all night and wrenched her eyes open when her alarm went off informing her it was time to prepare for school. Just like the first day of Lilly Academy and five days a week up until now she got up and dressed.

At school she was dimly aware of the menace the girls shot at her, however as all he3r thoughts were bent on how nobody showed yesterday she couldn't even make snappy come-backs. The final bell rang and Evalen went to the school library for research on a mathematics project that was due next month.

Time slipped by and deprived from sleep she unintentionally fell unconscious. Three hours slipped by and she felt an annoyed finger poking at her shoulder pulling Evalen from her deep slumber.

"Whu?" she groaned



"Why are you here?" an impatient voice asked.

"Hu?" Evalen forced her eyes open and lurched backwards because the annoyed voice belonged to the silver haired Nero she had met so long ago, and he also decided to place his rather attractive face inches from Evalen.

"Why are you here?" he repeated like it was the hundredth time he had to do so.

"Um, research, what time it is?" she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and searched for the clock.

"Nine thirty. Thirty four to be exact but all in the same." Nero looked at her as if she were having an episode.

"Oh, um sorry. I've interrupted Night Class again haven't I?" she stood and began cramming things into her book bag.

"No we have today off. I cam because I saw the light outside and came to investigate." Nero began to help with her things.

"I've got it." Evalen mumbled and nudged Nero's hands out of the way.

"Alright." Nero stepped to the side and gave Evalen room as she swung the bag across her chest, just then the bag's seams tore and the entire contents spilled upon the linoleum library floor.

Both gasped, one in utter surprise the other in extreme embarrassment.