Chapter 24 - TigerLily Kiss

chapter nineteen: TigerLily Kiss

9:00 a.m. Sunday

For students who were religious, Mass, Temple, and other practices were on Sunday. For nonreligious students, they just hung around, did extra credit, or worked on their fighting. Chrystal was walking around the courtyard when she saw a boy practicing his archery. She didn't notice him because he was the only archer, but because of his hair. It was silver with streaks of white. Which was shining in the sunlight, and deeply contrasted his dark brown skin. The boy had a black uniform, telling Chrystal he was shadow division. He pulled the arrow back A twig snapped under her foot as she approached. He reacted and the arrow shot the ground near Chrystal’s feet.

His face became red with embarrassment. “I’m sorry.” He bowed and ran back to Alejandro’s, before Chrystal could so much as get his name. She had seen him around the campase a few times. Mainly at the archery fields, or somewhere on the building reading. She didn't mean inside, like the library or studyhall, but the outside on the ledges where the birds hung out.

Chii bent down to get the arrow, when she noticed the paper tied to it. She unknotted the paper and began to read. "Hola Chica, my name is Kenith Hitachee. Hope to see you around. :D"

***

"Disgusting little monster!" "Demon!" Visions moved around, like vespers and shadows flying around the room. "You're mom's gone and left her little half breed brat behind!!" "You killed her!!"

Jazmyn looked at her hands, they were covered in blood. A mirror appeared infront of her, someone looking back. "Father--?"

"No!" Kuya's hand came out the mirror, covering Jazmyn's face. "Stop dreaming!" he shouted. "Wake up!!"

***

Jazmyn looked around where she was. She wasn't in her dorm, but in a classroom. Her back propped up on the window, and seated on the heater. Jazmyn saw a teacher writing on the board. He looked over his shoulder at her. "You have a whole day to sleep in, yet you come into my room and nap on the windowsil?"

"I came in an hour ago... And you weren't here." Jazmyn slipped off the heater. "I wanted to talk to you, is all."

Night kept writing on the board. "Dean Dreamer tells me you've found out what you are?"

"Yeah... A Filipino vampire called an Aswang." she said. "or maybe a Mananangal--"

"No. You're not one of those." Night said quickly, catching her attention. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"Someone told me you were an Aswang too?" Jazmyn asked. "And... I don't know... I just assumed... You might have known my parents?"

"Where'd you hear that?" Night asked, suprised.

"Dean Dreamer." Jazmyn said.

"Should have flipping known." he said in a weary tone. "Your parents?" The girl nodded. "I wouldn't call it knowing them. I've met them only once.. but it was a long time ago." Jazmyn's shoulders dropped. "I met your mom once."

"Really?! Could you tell me about her?!" Jazmyn asked.

Night pulled out his chair and started grading papers. "Well, you probably already know this, but she's human. And you remind me alot about her." Jazmyn gave him a questioning look. "She was strong and kind, and even took on people twice her size. Maria LaGrimas was a wonderful person. And even if she didn't raise you completely... I see her attitude has rubbed off on you perminently."

"...Do you know where she is now?" Jazmyn was afraid to ask.

"Sadly, I do not." Night didn't look up from his work.

Jazmyn looked at the clock. The information Night had given her had made her feel better, and at the same downtrodden. "Thanks. Well, I'm meeting someone, better leave now so I'm not late."

"Do me a favor, Miss Lun... And stay away from that Chase boy. He's nothing but trouble." Night said.

"He's not that bad. Chase is actually quite nice." she gave him a goofy smile. "I think I cankeep him in line."

Night looked up to see Jazmyn had already left. "You know what, this whole thing is a bunch of bull." said a voice. Floating near the ceiling, was Jessie. "This is truly pissing me off. The way you Las Putas handle all this." Jessie dropped to the ground, and looked at him. "Selling rat and calling it a garnished gamehen doesn't make it so."

"Did you just call me a Puta?" he asked through narrow eyes.

"Yeah." Jessie reached in her white sleeve, pulling out a scroll. "This is from Evelyn. She says it's about Nen and Diane."

***

Jazmyn looked at her arms, decorated in the tribal tattoos. 'Memories, even if they aren't their own, are passed down from generation to generation. The only exceptions are if someone is bitten and turned by choise, then the vampires memories are also those of the darkchild's.' She kept walking in the forest. Jazmyn liked it their, dark and tranquil. Life there seemed undisturbed, and wild.

She kept waking until she saw a clearing. At first, she thought she saw a bunch of fighting dummies on the ground, but her eyes grew wide when she realized they weren't dummies. "Oh god." The angles of the head and limbs, she assumed they weren't alive... well not anymore. Blood and body parts were everywhere. A struggling student tried to crawl away. She knelt to his height. "Who did this?!!" she asked. Before he could answer, his head exploded.

Brainmatter and skull fragments were all over her. Covered in a thick red and grey paste, Jazmyn stumbled back. A scream caught in her throat, she tried to find who did this. Why did this feel so... familiar?!!

As Jazmyn was pushing away from the body, she bumped into something. She looked up and saw a redheaded girl she had never seen. She wore a Verve Sector uniform, white kneehighs, maryjane shoes and a head band with a black rose. "Hello Jazmyn Lun." she said sweetly. The girl pulled her up by her hair. "My name's Lee Astromoniv. Everyone calls me Bleed though. And I'm going to kill you."

She threw Jazmyn into the ground. Jazmyn quickly made a barrier of magic around her, shielding her half way from the attack. "Did you do this?!"

Bleed ran her fingers through her scarlet red hair. "Yes. Those damn organics... Don't know when to stop." Bleed walked over to a mangled corpse and with a wave of her hand, it split, blood spraying everywhere. Except Bleed, her white clothes were immaculate. "But I must say. It was quite entertaining. Especially when they cried out. 'Please stop!' 'Help me!' 'Dont kill me!'."

"Why...?" Jazmyn asked. She looked at herself. Her crimson covered hands were shaking. Jazmyn looked up to see Bleed only a few inches away from her face. Bleed's face was pretty, like an angel. Peachy-pink skin and long dark lashes. Her eyes though... were Scarlet like her hair. Like blood.

"I hate your eyes." Bleed said. Before Jazmyn could react, she was sailing through the air.

'D-did she hit me?!' Another punch sent Jazmyn from the air into the ground.

Bleed pushed her red locks away from her face. "So you're the halfbreed everyone's been talking about, eh?" Bleed grabbed her foot, and slammed Jazmyn into a tree. "To me, you're just another piece of organic shoot." she said, her voice not angry. It sounded, flat, not even in the family of mad or angry, but somewhere between relaxed and happy. Jazmyn struggled to stand, before getting hit again. Her body skidded across the ground, her uniform burning off from the friction.

'Organic?' Jazmyn thought where she heard that phrase before. Beth, one of Envi's sisters, had said it before. Was this Bleed, related to Envi in some way? Jazmyn looked at Bleed, and realized the girl hadn't moved from her spot. She tensed herself for another attack, only to be thrown into the air again. Something grabbed her around her neck, and began choking her. Jazmyn tried to grab at it, only to find nothing was there.

"Nen?!!" she choked out, fear spreading through her. If the angel was here, working with the redhead, Jazmyn was already dead.

"No, he's not here." Bleed replied. She plucked a daisy from the ground and began smelling it. She opened her hand and it stood on it's stem on her palm. It began to twirl slowly. "And yes... You are already dead." Bleed looked at Jazmyn from the corner of her eye. The daisy spun faster, then burned into nothing. Bleed's smile faded, into a solemn angry look. Her hand closed into a fist.

"NNRAAAUGH!!" her voice was strangled and weak. As her fingers scrambled to loosen the hold on her throat. Bleed's fingers moved about, as if she were the master of a marionette. It's strings attached to her fingertips. The vampire's arms were out, and legs together, the same pose as someone who was crucified. The holds constricted around her wrists, the force practically breaking her apart.

Bleed's voice rang clearly in her ears. "Nobody's going to save you. Organic, because you aren't even worth it." Jazmyn saw Bleed wasn't moving her lips. "Weak little shoot. You just now noticing? It's a damn waste of energy just talking to you." A sharp pain stabbed Jazmyn in the back of her head. "This'll be far more fun. Let's see what's inside your head... shall we?"

Bleed closed her eyes, then opend them, the iris engolfing the pupil. Jazmyn felt the psychic energy pry into her head. The power running rampant of her brainmatter, like needles over retinas. Her screams caught in her throat, Bleed smiled.

"it's not my fault! I'm sorry!" "I didn't do it!" "She's dead! She's dead!" "I'm not like him! I'm not!" "Don't kill them! They did nothing wrong." Mirrors were everywhere, neatly side by side, showing different parts of the girl's life. She saw a door, with no knob or handle. Bleed smirked, her hand out, the door opened. "Guh-get... out..." Jazmyn choked. "NOW!!!"

Bleed's crimson eyes blinked, and she was in her own body, looking at the vampire girl. "You fracking organic dog!" Bleed said, her voice as cold as ice. "You think you have the power to tell me what to do?!!"

"Y-your eyes... They're so... full of hate." Jazmyn gasped. "Who was it that hurt you so much?"

"SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH, ORGANIC shoot!!!" The ground beneath Bleed broke and sharp ends jutting upward. The pillars of stone came at Jazmyn, the satisfying sound of flesh being torn apart followed. "Much better." Bleed looked at the 'school' in the distance. Maybe she could find someone who could last longer then some damn 'vampire' or magicians.

"I...Won't...let...you...pass." she whispered. Jazmyn was quivering, her body covered in blood. None of which was her own. She held a mangled corpse of her fellow student as a shield. The spears of rocks went through his body, almost piercing Jazmyn. "I'm sorry."

The body slunk from her grasp, and Jazmyn came at her. Her golden eyes ablaze with hatred, the same cold hatred that Bleed had. Bleed's eyes followed the organics movements, she was fast, but not fast enough. Bleed used her powers to grab Jazmyn and throw her into the ground. "You'd be best to stay down." Bleed said as began to pace. The pressure pushing Jazmyn's deeper in the dirt. "You know what I don't get? How an abomination like you can be born, and not kill yourself." Bleed's eyes blinked, her thick dark lashes goin down then up. "Most of your kind, are nothing but whores. fracking anything that moves." Jazmyn's nails dug into the ground, her eyes glaring at Bleed. She started to hate her voice, so calm and lovely. But she never held back on the vulgarity."Because the only way you'd exist, Darling Halfbreed. Is if your father raped your mother... or if she was a whore."

"Take...that...BACK!!!" Jazmyn snarled, the psychic paralysis still pinning her to the ground. Her eyes fuious, brimming with tears. Bleed sideways glanced her, her eyes cold like ice, but colored like fire. "TAKE IT BAAAAAACK!!!" her voice boomed. "Tsa-nung-kai-eabang!"

Bleed gasped when her vision blurred, her hold on the organic slacked. "What?!" Jazmyn tried to come at her again. "Organic dog." Bleed said, again her voice collected. "What makes you think... You can match me?" Two invisible hands gripped Jazmyn, one around her throat, the other around her chest. "Eh, Organic?!"

Jazmyn smirked. "It was your father." she murmured. "In some way... he destroyed your trust." As she tried to laugh, it sounded like a strangled cat's yowl. "He did something... He changed you. Maybe gave you these powers? And making your eyes full of hate." A darkness from deep inside Jazmyn began dripping out, her mind overflowing with it. "But unlike you, dog, I was born this way. Eabang!"

The tattoos on her forearms grew to consume her arms, then met on her spine, forming tribal style wings. Jazmyn shattered the hold on herself. The black lines travelled down her wrists to the tips of her fingers, her nails becoming black talons. Bleed put a hand on her hip.

"So... Is this what an Aswang really looks like?" she asked, unimpressed. "You don't even know what an Aswang's place in the vampire Anarchy is, do you?" She dodged a clawed blow from Jazmyn. "Well I'll tell you. They're direct servants to the Dark Lord. Murderous little hoes who multiply like rats." Bleed smirk was cut short when she noticed a cut on her cheek. "what?"

Bleed's hand was twisted, her wrist popped. Jazmyn had her claws wrapped around the girl's arm. Her talons dug into Bleed's elbow, seperating the sections of her forearm. Jazmyn jumped back when she saw what Bleed really was. Silver cords and wires poked out of the synthetic skin. "You didn't really think I was a useless human, did you?" Bleed moved her index finger and her arm floated back to her. The wiring and mecha reconnected, the synthetic skin still split. "Just for that..." Bleed's smile grew broader, her eyes turned to a red metallic color. And they almost matched Beth's silvery-grey hues. "I'm paint the school's walls with your blood!"

The air crack like electricity as psychic energy flew at Jazmyn. A bright green energy bolt struck her shoulder, tearing it open. "You organics don't deserve to exist. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU AREN'T EVEN A REAL HUMAN!!!"

Blood poured over the vampire's cocoa skin. "Isn't that... the Pot calling the Kettle black?!!" Bleed flew at her, her fist made contact with Jazmyn's abdominal area. She screamed when the robot's hand made a disgusting crunching noise. She felt it ripple through her, attempting to liquify her organs.

She was thrown into the air, above the trees. Bleed flew up after them, then kicked her into ground. "Don't compare youself to me, Organic. I'm perfection. I'm a God."

"you hate humans... Yet you're made to look like one?" Jazmyn's mouth was colored red with her own blood, pouring out from her stomach, and lungs. A grin with her crimson fangs, made her look more and more like the demon Bleed said she was. "Quite a hypocrit, eh Miss Bleed? You could have taken on the form of an animal, a machine, anything whatsoever! Yet you chose a redheaded, red eyed freak whose caught in the inbetween of natural and an abomination!"

Bleed cracked her hands loudly, stretching her arms above her head. "Quite the hypocrit yourself, ain'tcha?" She yawned closing her eyes. Her hands closed into fists, holding her opponent in place. "We've been watching you for a while... seems you can survive with as little blood as a pint, never taking more because you fear of hurting them or being hurt yourself." Bleed opened her metallic red eyes. She wriggled her fingers, a body standing up and coming to her. She clicked her fingers and her eyes opened.

"Wh-where am i?!" she murmured. She saw the gaping hole where her arm used to be. "Nnrrr...!" she screamed. The Verve Sector fell to her knees, she looked at Jazmyn with terrified eyes. Then at Bleed. "Y-you!! You did this! Why?! W--?!!" Bleed grabbed her head and pulled her up by her hair.

"You have twenty seconds to save her." Bleed said, not looking at Jazmyn. "...1...2...3..." Jazmyn shatter the hold and ran for the girl. Her arms out to grab her. Rocks flew out the ground, coming at her. "...15...16...17..." Jazmyn had her arms around the girl, before Bleed reached twenty. A smile on her face, at least she was able to-- "Twenty." The girl's body exploded, sending coats of organ matter and blood everywhere. The redhead chuckled, then her laughter got louder, until she was holding her stomach to keep herself together. "That is what I think of Organics."

"...I don't care anymore!" she screamed. The marks on her body grew from her back to her neck, throat then to her face. They met her eyes, turning her corneas from white to black, and her pupils gold to white. "You're right." She whispered her black hair falling on her face. "We organics are soft, and fun to squish... But I'm one of those organics who lives to protect others."

"Protect? What? Like that Upper Kingdom has been, Miaruko Sol?" Bleed said. "And how you protected her?" Bleed began walking towards Jazmyn. Her steps soon turned into strides, and her strides into leaps. She was dancing over to the vampire in ballerina like moves. "You couldn't even protect someone who was in your hands!!" Bleed's foot struck Jazmyn, sending her through a ground of oak trees. "What in the name of God almighty, makes you think that's your purpose?!! TO PROTECT AND SERVE CREATURES WHO ARE SUPPOSED TO BE FOOD?!!"

Jazmyn lay on the ground, blood coming out of most of the pours in her body, she felt she could die right then and there. Bleed kicked aside a huge tree trunk, uncovering the bloody mess of a female. She was on her side, quivering and vommitting up blood. Her eyes, dulled with pain.

'Kill the demon!' 'I did nothing wrong! It wasn't me!' 'Drown her!' 'Burn her!' Her eyes looks at Bleed. She stood, towering over her prey, ready to do the finishing blow. Everything was distored, and red. "Oh, and one more thing." Just barely audible due to the damage inflicted on her, Jazmyn listened. Bleed said, in a calm sweet, lovely voice. "Your mom... Is dead."

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