Title: 006 – Blackboard
Author: schyra
Rating: ?
Pairings/Characters: Lucia
Warnings: ...Vague.
Summary: Cruel to be Kind.
Author's Note: Bahahahahha. Arghs.
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006 – Blackboard
Cruel to be Kind
"Again."
He staggers, barely conscious. Blood and sweat drips onto the cold concrete in the darkness. Lucia whines. "M-mother..." He's about ready to give out. One of the five pieces of Sinclaire hovered in midair, emitting a soft glow. At Lucia's protest the gold light turned harsh, flashing brightly.
"Again," Sinclaire commands coldly. "You're too weak, boy. You'll never last."
Lucia bites his lip.
"Attack. Prove to me that you have what it takes to live."
The young boy grit his teeth, forming a fist with one hand. He charged forward with a cry, determined to land a punch on the glowing Dark Bring.
He was sent flying backwards into the cold, hard wall. Impacting with a wet crunch, the child slid down slowly to the bottom of his cell. He lay still, not moving save for his ragged, harsh breaths.
"Useless."
The boy tried to get up, tried to move, tried to prove himself worthy of existence, but he was completely worn out. "Improve, grow. Or else, die. You're too frail." Lucia squeezed his eyes shut. He didn't want to hear it. "Perhaps some punishment will remind you of what awaits the weak." His eyes snapped open, wide and staring. The soft light in the cell began to dim.
Lucia held back a sob.
"M-mother-," he stammered.
"You must be strong," she commanded, and then cut off her light. Left utterly blind and alone, the young child curled up, shaking, and pleaded once more for his mother to please, please not do this. When he received no reply, Lucia buried his head in his arms and cried to drown out the echo of bullets and screaming.
Sinclaire ignored him, and remained silent in the darkness.
Some teachers must be cruel to be kind.
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END.
