[x]

deviantART

 


Was the coast clear?

Irene peeked up at the sky warily. Yes, the one-horned Awakened Being named Priscilla had gone on her merry way.

Slowly, with pain wracking her still-fresh wound, Irene rose from her charade. She couldn't play dead forever. She had managed to live so far; there had to be a reason that she wasn't dead.

What it was eluded her.

What was there for her to live for? The Organization had given her a job that nearly killed her, Teresa had been slain by that...that monster...There was nowhere for the former #2- or was it #3, for the briefest of times?- to go.

Flash Sword Irene had failed.

In the past she had always been second best. Now, with hardly anyone to be compared to, she had become trash. The Organization wouldn't take a one-armed warrior, no matter how efficient, and now that Teresa was dead...No one else would take her, either.

For a while, Irene just stared at the sky. It was a flaming, tangerine orange, tinged with fluffy, indigo-gray clouds and a golden setting sun to top it off. A high place like this, secluded almost entirely from the rest of the world, combined with that sunset...

It would have made the perfect setting for her to confess her feelings for Teresa.

Why did Teresa, of all warriors, have to rebel? Why did Irene have to be selected to kill her?! Why did Priscilla, that monster of a rookie, have to get between them?

It was all so, so unfair! She hadn't even gotten to tell Teresa how she felt! She wanted to yell to the heavens, she wanted to ask for Teresa back, she wanted to give her life so that she could be with Teresa again! The emotion was enough to make Irene, usually so stoic and serious, shed a tear on the dusty ground beneath her.

"Teresa...?" Irene gasped. She could still feel Teresa's aura, like the faintest scent on a breeze. Teresa was there for a second, but would likely disappear in a flash again.

"Live."

Irene could have sworn she heard the word on the wind. Had the pain of losing an entire limb made her delirious? No...She had felt that pain before...

...Teresa...
©2008-2009 =KuroKarasu
Details
Submitted: January 3, 2008
File Size: 2.3 KB
Image Size: 0 bytes
Resolution: 0×0
Comments: 17
Favourites & Collections: 8 [who?]

Views
Total: 354
Today: 0

Downloads
Total: 4
Today: 0

Thumb

Author's Comments

A very short fic done because :iconeva-st-clare: wanted to see some emo Irene. She's been kind enough to draw Ophelia with a snake for me, so I thought I'd be extra nice and do this.
[x]

Devious Comments

love 2 2 joy 0 0 wow 0 0 mad 0 0 sad 0 0 fear 0 0 neutral 0 0

Comments


win!

--
**Vote Yuma/Cynthia '08!**

It's Teresa's world; we all just live in it.
LOL, really?

I thought no Flash Tongue would disappoint you.

--
If you want smart people to listen, use words. If you want idiots to listen, wave money around.

I'm Nanami in dA's Digimon Crew. Join us, if you like~ :heart:
don't worry, I'll have Flash Tongue covered...

--
**Vote Yuma/Cynthia '08!**

It's Teresa's world; we all just live in it.
Well done!
But I don't want Irene to be sad anymore :cries:
She did die (at least we're fairly sure of it!), so she gets to be with Teresa for afterlife sex. :)

--
If you want smart people to listen, use words. If you want idiots to listen, wave money around.

I'm Nanami in dA's Digimon Crew. Join us, if you like~ :heart:
when the cloud's rockin don't come a knockin....

--
**Vote Yuma/Cynthia '08!**

It's Teresa's world; we all just live in it.
awwwww! tis was so sweet. and all emo, of course.

very nicely written! :)

--
"This little girl, whose body is not even half the size of mine, taught me that tears can, too, flow from these silver eyes..."

Teresa of the Faint Smile. :heart:
T__T

--
ipikit mo ang iyong mga mata.
Nya thanks!

(Yeah, I don't check my own stuff too often.)

--
If you want smart people to listen, use words. If you want idiots to listen, wave money around.

I'm Nanami in dA's Digimon Crew. Join us, if you like~ :heart:

Site Map