Making Things Fly //For Gabrielle//

[Kikime]

Isn't it crazy how many people dream of flying? Haven't you always wanted to fly?....I can make that happen. Kiihihihiihihihi...

Those had been the words the senior student had told the first year when he started talking to her. "I-I've had enough flying! Let me down! Please!" His body was jerked around and around in the air. He had been cleverly hung upside down too. The blood had rushed to his head making him rather disorientated. He could'nt focus enough to use his powers to help him out of this sticky situation. First left until he was hit into a tree, and the right. He felt like he was going to throw up.

"Oh? You want to come down now?" Kikime smiled up at him, a smile on her china-doll face. The little tumble with the wannabe angel girl early that day had brought out the giddiness in her. Sure, playtime had been cut short by Creda's escape, but ultimately Kikime felt as she had taken charge of that little play date. After all that excitement, how could she not want more fun?

She watched as his body rose higher and higher into the air. Oh how trustful and gullible the first years could be. "Ok." She grinned and the boy let out a scream as he dropped towards the ground with great speed. "Splaaaaaaaat ~ !"

"AAAAAAAAAARRGHHHH!!!"

"Heehee. Just kidding ~ ♥" Kikime giggled, making his body come to an abrupt halt just a few seconds before he crashed head first into the earth. The smell of urine filled the air. Kikime sneered watching as a dark stain appeared on the boys pants. It was soon dripping onto his face, mixing with tears. "How disgusting! Hahahaha!!" she mocked him. His scared and embarrassed face made him so delectable looking.

"Lets try it one more time will we?" she asked, her hands folding on her lap as she watched him rise up once again.

[SarahSyna]

By sheer luck Gabrielle was wandering her way through the forest, not far from where Kikime was having her ‘fun’. Normally she’d never have gone back into the forest that had pissed her off so godamn much, but well... she hadn’t really had anywhere to go that day. So fuck it.

If she had thought to bring her phone/mp3 player, she probably would have completely avoided overhearing Kikime’s playtime. As it was, she’d heard it not too far in, and had been following the screaming for most of her walk, though it had still been kind of lucky that she had found the clearing. Ev en luckier she hadn’t fallen face first into it.

Gabrielle frowned as she saw what was going on. She’d been expecting something like, well, a bright blue derpbear accidentally menacing someone again, or someone fending off midges. Not some little girl in EGL clothing, like what Artemis used to wear but with more black, looking at some kid being bounced around the trees, going by the way her head was tracking him (not to mention the fucking maniacal laughter) being the one doing it.

A fucking superpowered bully. Just fucking great.

Gabrielle slipped off her heavy silver crucifix and put it in her pocket. It’d be a lot easier to get it out of there than off her neck if she needed it. Then she stooped down, keeping an eye on the doll wannabe and picked up a rock from the forest floor, one just large enough for her hand. It had a good, solid weight to it as she rubbed off the grit with her fingers, stood up, took aim and flung it straight at Kikime.

[Kikime]

Kikime continued to make the boy yo-yo up and down, breaking it up by shaking him around. The cruel little puppeteer never heard the older girl approach. She was far too wrapped up in her own little world of delight. The cries of the young boy slowly began to fade. His eyes were glazed over with a sort of hopeless acceptance. She giggled. "Ne, ne! What happened to all that fighting spirit you were so eager to show here at school? You really are pathetic."

She dropped him again, catching him before her hit. He didnt even blink. "Tch." Kikime sneered. It looked like it was already time to wrap this up. She began to rise the boy into the air once again, ready to let him drop for good this time.

"UWAH!"

A rock came flying out of no where and hit her right between the eyes. She stumbled backwards, arms flailing a little trying to catch her balance. The boy dropped. There was a loud SNAP and he cried out as one of his shoulders broke. "Oh shut up!" the rock was flicked telekineticly at the boy, hitting his head with great enough force to knock him out. Kikime rubbed the red spot that was left on her forehead. "Who's there?!" she called out, turning on her heels. "Cerni? Is that yooouu~?"

Her eyes widened with surprise when she saw it wasn't her friend. She gave a small smile to the older, and very tall girl. "Oh?Who is this?Onee-San, it's not polite to interrupt others when they're in the middle of something. Don't you know?" she said in her high, cutesy voice as she crossed her arms.

[SarahSyna]

Gabrielle cursed as she saw the boy plummet to the floor and heard the snap as if it had happened right next to her ear. The rock was really just an insult added to injury. She resisted the urge to facepalm. That particular outcome hadn’t occurred to her. Shit... How far away was the infirmary anhyway? And more to the point, was this little bitch going to start shit?

She stepped into the clearing, pushing up her sleeves, drawing herself up good and tall and squaring her shoulders. Rule one, look as tough as possible, and ready for a fight. Granted, this was a fourteen year old, but she was clearly some kind of asshole.

“It’s not polite to toss people about like that, but I don’t see that stopping you.” she snapped at Kikime, the cutesy voice doing nothing but pissing her off a little more. She’d heard that tone, or something close to it, lots of times before from the other foster kids when they were trying to get out of shit. It was a lot more annoying here though.

[Kikime]

Kikime giggled as she watched the girl roll up her sleeves and standing tall. It was if she was ready to start a brawl. How brutish. She kept the smile on her face. "Kyaaa~ Kikime is scared! " she teased, putting a hand up to the side of her face in fake concern for her own well being. It seemed the odds of this girl getting upset over the pile of trash that was dropped, and trying to punch Kikime in the face full force was high.

She uncrossed her arms, standing with her chin high and chest out. She wasn't intimidated in the slightest. No, it took a lot more than mere body language to taunt her. Her voice lost all trace of its charm. "Maybe he deserved it." she said raising a brow.

Hmm... Maybe when i catch you I'll place a huuuuge rock on your head and see if it will shrink you a bit.

There were so many toys all just lining up to play with her today! She certainly felt lucky. Something out there was being awfully good to her. "Hahaha! Maybe this was good for him! You shouldn't trust strangers you know. Who knows what they might want to do to you." she smiled slyly at Gabrielle.

"By the way Onee-San, you have a very good throw." she said pointing to her forehead. "I can't say i liked that." she frowned. "Let me return the favor ~" She looked at the same rock out of the corner of her eye and had it throw itself in Gabrielle's direction. "You should really learn to mind your own business anyways."

[SarahSyna]

Maybe he deserved it? That was a good point, actually. Except, well....

Gabrielle looked Kikime up and down, then over to the unconscious boy. Crazy laughing doll vs a boy she’d heard screaming and begging since she’d gotten into the forest, and who had - she sniffed the air and grimaced - pissed himself. Yeah.... She was surprised that particular smell hadn’t been overwhelmed by the heavy stench of bullshit.

She snorted at Kikime’s little ramble. Was this kid really trying to pull stranger danger as a fucking excuse?

“Shut the fuck up, kid.” she said, rolling her eyes. “And I’m not your onee-whatever. What is that, some anime bullsh-“

If she had been paying attention, the rock wouldn’t have hit. But she was being an idiot and was talking when she should have been shutting the fuck up. So, the rock landed a square hit just below her collarbone, the blow barely softened by the thick jumper she wore. The sharp edge of the rock pierced through the knit, cutting into her skin.

Gabrielle hissed, more out of reflex than actual pain, and started moving towards Kikime, closing the distance quickly and clenching her fists.

[Kikime]

It didn't look like this girl was buying any of Kikime's lies for a second. That was fine. She tilted her head as the girl sniffed at the air. She giggled as she grimaced. "Disgusting isn't it? He was a filthy, filthy little boy." she commented, shaking her head.

"Tsk tsk. Such language. How unladylike, heeheehee." The fact that she seemed to be pissing this girl off with little to no effort on her part, thrilled Kikime. "Eh? You don't appreciate Japanese courtesy? Then what should i call you..O.Nee.San?" she smiled. At least this girl wasn't some fruitloop that nearly shat herself with excitement whenever Kikime threw a Japanese phrase here or a moe pose there.

"Hahaha! Got you ~" Kikime laughed as the rock hit its target. She bit down on her lip, snickering as the older girl stormed up to her quickly. Her fists were clenched. "Are you going to hit me? You want to hit me riiiiight?" Kikime giggled as she drew near. She glanced up at the trees and flexed her fingers. A showed of fruit rained down, all of it directed at the tall, dark haired girl.

[SarahSyna]

“I said shut the fuck up, kid.” Gabrielle snarled as she moved closer, clearly not as into the friendly fight banter as Kikime was.

Oh sweet Lord, did this girl ever shut the fuck up? She wasn’t even saying that much, it was just that fucking nasal as fuck moe whine. Gabrielle resisted the urge to just start yelling at her. In all honesty, as satisfying as it would be, there was a kid with a broken shoulder who needed his bully to fuck off right the fuck now.

The hail of fruit did hurt like a godamn bitch (what the fuck were those pears made out of, wood?!) but it didn’t stop her from grabbing the front of Kikime’s over-laced and beribboned dress, drawing her right fist back and landing a solid blow straight to the girls’ nose.

Gabrielle felt a brief twinge of sheer satisfaction before it was utterly ruined by getting assaulted by the rest of the hail of fruit.

[Kikime]

Kikime was more than happy to continue on with her talking as Gabrielle appeared to get more and more angry with her. It was a slightly different psychological response to the norm. Kikime was eager to see how this one would play her game. She had totally forgotten the boy that was left in a heap to one side. He was just another discarded, broken piece of junk.

Kikime was about to laugh as Gabrielle was bombarded with the fruit. They seemed to give few sore sounding 'thumps'. "HAHAH--AH?!" she found herself being dragged forward by the front of her dress. Then, there was an explosion of pain from her face as Gabrielle punched her hard right on the nose. "AHHhh!" Kikime slapped the other girls hands off of her as fruit rained down on her and was quick to back up.

Her hands went up to her face, touching her nose. It was tender and throbbing, but it didn't seem broken, by some miracle. When she took her hands away, her eyes narrowed as she saw blood. "GRRH!" she clenched her fists and scowled at Gabrielle. "YOU....You..."

"You actually hit me!" She threw her head back and gave a shriek before laughing. "Great! Really amazing! You had the balls to hit me!" She drew out her giant scissors from under her long skirt. "Lets try it again, huh? C'mon! Lets play|" she cooed, smiling at Gabrielle with a bloodied face.

"I WANT TO PLAAAY!" She ran at Gabrielle, stabbing the scissors out towards her. Maybe she could skewer her and cook her for dinner!

[SarahSyna]

Gabrielle had expected the little anime girl to start crying, or to scream something about reportin her to the administration and stomp off. Something suitably childish like that. Even a torrent of swearing would have been pretty standard. She really had not expected the girl to pull out a pair of scissors from under her fucking dress and charge her while screaming about playing.

On reflex, she tried to grab the girls’ hand or even the scissors, but Kikime was surprisingly fast for a girl wearing pseudo-Victorian garb. There was a quick coldness and then a hot pain that blossomed in Gabrielle’s right hand as Kikime’s scissors, still closed, drove straight into her open palm. A spray of blood hit her cheek and Gabrielle yelped in pain, clenched her pointed teeth and tried to pull her hand away.

She had her hand halfway free when Kikime opened the scissors full wide, and there was a wrench of skin and muscle as Gabrielle’s hand was split near in two.

Immediately, there was a pressure behind Gabrielle’s eyes and she telekinetically shoved Kikime back, quite roughly but a lot weaker than it could have been if she had been able to focus.

Gabrielle gripped her hand, now kept in one piece only by a strip of skin. She could feel the hand beginning to repair itself already, but there was very little chance of her being able to use it again in this fight.

She hissed at her opponent and bared her sharp teeth. “You want to fucking play?” she growled as she pulled out the crucifix from her pocket. A quick twirl and the thick silver chain was wrapped around the fingers of her left hand, the crucifix itself dangling down.

“I’ll fucking play alright. Come have a go if you think you’re hard enough.”

[Kikime]

Had that stupid bitch honestly expected Kikime to just let her knock the scissors out of the way?! "IIIIIDIOT!" Kikime screeched with a smile on her face before driving the scissors forward as hard as she could. The scissors met resistance, and then it slid through quickly. Kikime's eyes widened with delight as she heard Gabrielle yelp.

"Heh... hehe.. heheHAHAHAHAAAHAA!!" she laughed before stopping for only a moment as the other girl tried to pull her hand off. She looked Gabrielle right in the eyes and smiled a sweet, but cruel smile before yanking the blades apart. Kikime giggled, the feeling of the blades slicing the girls hand almost into just felt so satisfying! Before things reached the finale, Kikime was suddenly pushed back, but, not my Gabrielle's hands.

"Woah!" Kikime was sent reeling back. The scissors flew from her hands, and landed a a little bit away, sticking into the ground. She stared back at the other girl as she clutched at her torn up hand. What the hell happened there... she wondered going over it quickly in her mind. Her eyes widened. "You..." she pointed at the other girl. "You're just like me. Aren't you?" she smiled wide. Another telekinetic! Oh this play date was just going to be so much fun!

Kikime held her hands up to her mouth to hide her grinning face as Gabrielle bared her sharp teeth. "Oooh it looks like im in trouble now, arent i?" she said sarcastically. Then the girl pulled out a crucifix. "Seriously?" she raised a brow. "Another one of you? Did you find oh whats her name... Creda?" She leaned over with a mocking look on her face. "Are you here to avenge her? Did she die? There was a lot of blood last time i saw her."

She stood up straight and laughed. "Alright! Dont go easy on me though! Hit me again! I want you to! I do!" she exclaimed before using her own telepathic powers to make a few smallish rocks rise and throw themselves at Gabrielle and Kikime ran at her, aiming stick her highheels through the bitch's gut.

[SarahSyna]

“L-like you? D-don’t fucking insult me like that.” Gabrielle sneered at Kikime, unable to keep the stutter out of her voice now. “Y-you... ugly moe whore.”

She bared her teeth again, this time in a grin. When in doubt, insult the shut out of them. They’ll get angry, and they’ll get stupid. Gabrielle knew from firsthand experience just how much someone could get fucked over by that. The little remarks about Creda weren’t helping her stay cool herself though.

A lot of blood? Did she die? Gabrielle’s eyes narrowed, then widened as she realised the not-too-subtle implications.

Oh shit. Shit shit shit. This girl was a fucking killer.

That fucking changed things.

Gabrielle widened her stance slightly, brought up her hands. Even if she only had one good fist, the arm itself could still help.

“Don’t know what you mean.” she said shortly. “But you? Stay the f-fuck away from my friend.”

She almost laughed on the ‘don’t go easy’ though. That was fucking rich.

The rocks hit, one driving into her right shoulder, one to her wounded hand (damn near lodging itself inside) and the third scoring across her cheek with a sharp zing but Gabrielle was able to keep her focus, at least long enough to see Kikime go for her gut.

Most telekinetics had the problem of something being too big to stop or to hold, but Gabrielle? She had the problem of stuff being too damn small. Usually she hated not being able to control it, make the pressure just enough to hold something and not crush, but now she was glad. Because this way? The chance of her missing was just that much more unlikely.

[Kikime]

Whore... It was that word again. "Doshite?" Her shoulders sagged weakly. Kikime hated it for some reason. Seriously, couldn't there be some other form of insult thrown at her? Hermaphrodite? Asshat? Cunt? Although, this time it had been a learning experience. She looked at her toy in amusement. "You should be honored to be compared to me." she giggled. That was an awful lot of stuttering she had just heard.

"Oh? You dont like it?" she asked tilting her head, her hand going to the hen of her skirt and pulling it up exposing her thighs. "It's rather amazing what the apparel and Moe-Lolita bullshit gets you, you know." She let her skirt drop. There was enough perverts in this school that Kikime could convert to her own personal army if she so wished.

The smile Gabrielle wore drove Kikime to smile more intensely, trying to outdo her. Then her words began to sink in... "Kihihihihi~" it was a soft sound this time. Kikime put a finger up on her lips as Gabrielle's eyes narrowed. It was fun getting into trouble. Their reactions were always so worth it. I love it when things line up like this too.

"Oh you poor, poor lamb." Kikime grinned. "I didn't realize she was your friend. I d-d-didnt mean to u-u-upset you." she cackled after purposely stressing each of her stuttering words.

She heard each of the rocks hit their target in someway, and that was good enough for Kikime to keep her attention focused on her own attack. She had just been about to poke her sharp heel right into the soft, gooiness of Gabrielle's stomach when WHAM.

The lolita was whacked down by the unseen force. She scurried backwards on all fours along the grass a few feet before pushing herself to her feet. She glared at Gabrielle where she stood. "You think you're so great?! Thats NOTHING!" she said gleefully to her. She could easily pick up someone like her and toss her bout until she got bored. Kikime fixed her with focused gaze and a toothy grin. She was going to fling her up into the sky. Something...wasn't right though. She waited for Gabrielle's body to move.

[SarahSyna]

Gabrielle just looked disgusted at Kikime’s little display. Was she trying to make her puke at the sight of jailbait or something? Weak fucking way to win a fight.

“Okay. You’re not a whore.” she said, trying to keep her voice even, which was far more fucking difficult than it sounds when you’ve gone your hand split open and the dumbest bitch who ever lived talking shit and practically waving her vajayjay around. “J-just a slut. No one’d pay for s-something like you.”

The little bitch. The little fucking bitch. Fuck all this godamn talking, Gabrielle was going to godamn eat her the first fucking chance she got and then the little godamn whore could talk as much as she fucking wanted with her godamn throat torn open!

All she needed was an opening and then, as by a sheer fucking miracle, she got one. Fabrielle wasn’t sure just what Kikime was trying to do or why it was apparently giving her hassle, but she did know she wasn’t going to wait around for her to manage it. She put her head down, her arms wide, and charged.

She wouldn’t have managed to successfully tackle Kikime if the younger girl hadn’t been distracted, but this was a rather solid success and the two of them landing in a tangle of lace and limbs. Gabrielle tried, unsuccessfully (and she wasn’t even sure why she tried) to pin down Kikime’s arms with her (horribly fucked up) right hand as she grabbed Kikime’s jaw in her left, shoved her head up and to the side. Gabrielle’s canines lengthened, somehow even sharper than before and she sank them into Kikime’s neck, as deep as she could.

If she’d had the practice, she’d have gone for the carotid artery instead but she’d only fed on a human maybe twice before, and never one that was struggling and flailing like a mannequin on acid. Instincts could only take her so far.

It didn’t matter to her anyways. The spurt of blood surely couldn’t have been any sweeter if it had been straight from Kikime’s heart, and the heat no less satisfying. She started to gulp it down desperately, the taste so good she forgot almost everything that was going on. Almost everything.

Oh shit. She’d forgotten about the scissors.

[Kikime]

Move! Kikime kept her hands held out, trying to move this girl with her mind. She had never had a problem moving anything, big or small before. Movemovemovemovemovemove "movemoveMOVEMOVEMOVE!" she said going from a mutter to yelling. She was so concerned with her powers not working on Gabrielle, she didn't listen to her insults.

Or notice until it was too late, that she was running at her full speed. The doll lookalike was winded as Gabrielle tackled her to the ground. She groaned. Fuck.. was that one of my ribs? She wasn't a doctor. It was probably just really sore. She hadn't heard any cracking. When Gabrielle tried pinning her arms down, Kikime wiggled and kicked trying to get her off. "What the fuck are you doing?!" she hissed as her head was shoved to one side. Then the fucking bitch actually bit her!

"RAAAAAAAGGHHHH!!"

Kikime suddenly went berserk. "Letgoletgoletgoletgo!" She thrashed about as if she was having a seizure. Her legs kicked out viciously, her hand pulled on Gabrielle's hair, scratched at her face. "YOU FUCKING CRAZY PSYCHO VAMPIRE WHORE CUNT BITCH!!!" She spat and cursed and feeling a bit dizzy... Her red eyes rolling for a minute, Kikime's gaze fell off to one side. She had to focus. How to get out?

Then she saw it. She smiled viciously, looking at Gabrielle from the corner of her large eyes. "Heheheheh ~" She willed the scissors towards them both.

The black scissors flew threw the air and it lanced the taller girl's side. Kikime continued to trash about, the scissors seemingly following her movement, going into a frenzy. It stabbed at Gabrielle, sometimes only scratching her, sometimes really getting under her skin. Kikime was now with it enough to watch it stab into Gabrielle's shoulder, nick off her neck. Then plunged down and tore into the side of Kikime's leg.

"OWww--HAHAHAHAAAA!!"

The little psychopath banged her head repeatedly off the ground, laughing so much she felt like throwing up. "I said...Haha.. GET OFF!" Her eyes narrowed and the scissors flew towards Gabrielle's back, aiming for between her shoulder blades.

[SarahSyna]

Gabrielle was so damn intoxicated, so damn exhilarated, so utterly complete euphoric that she didn’t even notice the first few cuts and stabs, the vicious slices barely making their way through the beautiful blood-induced fog in her mind. She could barely even hear Kikime’s screaming and swearing over the heartbeat she was hearing in her ears, the drumbeat that deafened almost all sense, and she didn’t know who it belonged to.

She couldn’t remain ignorant of them forever though. The adrenaline and the blood together make every nerve feel like pure electricity, pure sensitivity and she started to feel the deep, vicious cuts and the small shallow slices alike, and the pain as the wounds healed up so quickly only to be split open again and again as Kikime tried to carve Gabrielle like a piece of meat.

She screamed against, into Kikime’s neck as she felt the scissors penetrate into the soft meat between her ribs, sliding in deeply the pain so fucking brutal that she almost reared back, which would have taken a sizable chunk of Kikime’s neck with her.

Instead, she clenched her teeth, just barely, dug in deeper, pressing in closer so that the blood kept flowing and flowing as she gulped it down hungrily, red escaping her mouth and running along her face, along Kikime’s neck, into the ground. She could do it, she could hold on....

[Kikime]

Kikime continued to stab the scissors into Gabrielle over and over, but it was loosing a lot of momentum. Her hands found her way up to Gabrielle's head and she dug her nails into what parts of her face she could. Eyes... gouge...her eyes, she thought, her eyes blinking rapidly. Everything was starting to feel... fluffy.

No. Except...except...THAT HER FUCKING TEETH IN MY NECK!

Kikime's body stopped it writhing as she tried to gain focus again. Surely her scissors had hit more than once. Surely... Her eyes narrowed as she spotted one of the stab wounds healing up just as quickly as she had made it. "noway..." she muttered softly. Her body began to shake a little as she laughed silently. Oooh God it hurts to laug-la---HAHAHA!

"HAHA! I wasn't prepared..." she said finally, with a grin. The words surprised her when they found a way out of her mouth. "A toy that can't break. I didnt..." her voice held a sort of child-like wonder, but it trailed off as her blood continued to be drained. I think i have to take a nap now. She continued to stare down at Gabrielle, grinning as her eyelids grew heavy.

The older girl screamed into her neck, the sound reaching Kikime, even in her hazy state. She wanted to laugh loudly, one of her cackles. The scissors stopped its stabbing, falling from the air next to her. I'll get you...you dont know it. But i always get you in the end. she thought.

"Heh....hehehehe~"

Her body went limp and eyes closed as the effects of the blood loss took its toll.

[SarahSyna]

Gabrielle kept drinking, still screaming, almost crying from the pain. She had her hands around Kikime’s throat, not to strangle the girl but so that she couldn’t escape. Her own body was shaking and twitching with the pain and the blows from the scissors.

She held on even tighter as she felt Kikime’s struggles weaken, her voice grow faint, as she felt the pulse start to slow and the blood trickle instead of spurt. It was only when she heard the soft thud of Kikime’s hands hitting the dirt as she went limp that she let go, reluctantly, and pulled her teeth out.

She stared down at the younger girl’s unconscious form, her ravaged neck, then dropped her in disgust and climbed to her feet. Vampire bites were meant to heal. She’d be fine, and maybe she’d learnt a fucking lesson. Gabrielle looked down at her again. Hopefully.

Gabrielle stooped down and picked up the scissors. She stared at them, mystified. She hadn’t really had a look at the damn things the entire fight, but now she realised that just the blades themselves were the length of her forearm. Either God was on her side, or she had the luck of fucking heroes because dear Lord, regeneration or not, how the fuck had she managed to survive? Hell, that kid-

The kid. Fuck. She’d forgotten all about him.

She looked around and spotted him, still unconscious at the base of a tree. She tucked the scissors (still slick with blood) limped over, noting dully that the healing had started to slow down, the one in her back a cross between a shooting and a throbbing ball of hate lodged in. The sheer amount of wounds she’d received had started to get to her, it seemed. Gabrielle shuddered. Thank God that Kikime had passed out when she did. She might not have been able to hold on much longer.

She pressed her fingers to the kid’s throat. His pulse was good, but the shoulder looked like shit. A lot of blood, and there was a pretty little gleam of white amidst all that red. She knelt down gingerly and scooped him, tucking in his arms and supporting his head like he was a baby. To the infirmary.

The End