||Regret;;

[Doomed]

Staring off into space, the teenage girl seemed to be glaring at something. The sky itself, the moon, the stars, anything was a possibility. A noise caught her attention, and her eyes darted down at the mouse scuttling past her. Hunger suddenly consumed her, and she transformed quickly and silently, swooping down with a flutter of wings, and letting her sharpened talons clutch the mouse, crushing it without mercy. She never had mercy. So neither should anyone else.

Having eaten her fill, she changed back, and went back to her original perch on the tombstone. She continued staring off into the endless reaches of space. A strange look flashed across her face, for only a second, before disappearing, having been pushed back by her endless fury.The look was that of regret. She regretted many things. She regretted living her pitiful life, for killing those who didn't deserve to die such a nice death, and during the worst part of their life. Most of all, she regretted losing those closest to her. She had never deserved such a thing, had she?

Twitching at the thought, she pushed it to the back of her mind. She would think about it later, when she didn't have other things to think about. Although she looked otherwise, she was on watch, being extremely careful on the subject of staying hidden. She would rather be in the bar.... But the place was brutal, and she looked extremely young compared to the rest of the brutes in there. Most were men, and they probably had bad things behind their names....

So she stayed clear of town, except for the cemetery. Places like these made her feel at home. Almost like she finally belonged somewhere. It felt the same way when she was in the sea. Never fresh water. Lord, no. She didn't belong there, not one bit. so she stayed in her element. Clung to it like it was all she had left. Which was truth. Nothing was left for her to do, no career choice for her there. She was a nomad. A lonely, non-existent nomad. She mattered to no one, no thing cared for her well being. And it would most likely stay that way.

[MØØÑMØØÑ]

Lying on a wall nearby was Alex, lost in her thoughts. She stared at the moon, as if it was the only thing she knew. She was lost in her web, her web of hate, despair, and confusion. She wondered why she was here, she knew it was because her mother sent her here, but she didn't know why. After all she went through to protect her... and now she was abandoned. The 17 year old sighed. Perhaps that's what life was for, to be alone. She didn't know anymore. But she would never forget the way her mother looked at her the day she left. It was as though her heart had been ripped out.

But if she cared so much, why send her away? Was it because of money issues? Or was it something deeper than that? In her confusion she noticed she wasn't alone. Looking around the cemetery she saw a teenage girl not far from her. Sitting up, she merely stared, wondering what her purpose here was. She wasn't one to talk, hell, she hated people. But maybe it was time to change that, so much else had changed, why not change herself?

[Doomed]

She also looked up, to catch a glimpse of the other girl. What did she want? Was she from the village. With a horrible sigh, she looked away, and glared at the sky once more. She was waiting.

Waiting for the end of the world, the coming dawn, and the girl to come closer. She could care less who she was, or what she wanted. That was not important to someone who had lost everything, twice.

[Gummibearlad.]

A small figure streaked across the sky. It was Cassidy, the fallen angel. Never fitting in anywhere, she usually found herself to a cemetary. A place people usually dont go at night. It felt nice to her, that she had felt somewhat secure. Her concentration with her wings broke as she spotted a girl, staring up at the sky(bleh Alex). Her eyes widened, what if she saw her? Then she would be run right out of her sanctuary with pitch forks and torches. Her wings started flapping like a lost chicken, and she found herself plummeting to the earth like a rock. She tried to fight the wind and gravity, by moving onto her back, only a little too late when she fell on her back into an empty grave hole. She made a little more noise than she had planned.

[Doomed]

She looked up for a split moment, only to see a girl plummeting into an empty grave. What the fuck had that been? She stoof up from her spot, and came closer, looking in with little to no curiosity. Was the girl dead? Why should she fucking care, anyway. "Damn." She cursed, her better side getting the best of her regularly moody self.

[Gummibearlad.]

((ferget alex was ever there @.@ snarl.))

Cassidy was knocked out for a minute. For that minute, she was reliving her past. When she woke up, she was kicking and screaming and coughing all in the same time. She slowly sat up, and caughed up a little blood. Tears streamed down her face as she clawed her way out of the grave in agony. She finally pulled herself out and sat at the edge of the grave, not noticing the other girl at all.

[Doomed]

She raised one eyebrow in agony. The girl was crying.
~What a stupid thing to do. So what if you're in pain? So what iof you've been through a lot? It makes no sense to live upon the past.~
She sighed heavily, almost angrily, before speaking up.
"Crying will never get you anywhere, you do know that, I hope." She said in a mischeivous voice. She would have smiled when she saw the wings, but she hadn't smiled in a long, long, long time.

[Gummibearlad.]

Cassidy slowed her cries down to short hiccups and then to sniffles. Here was a complete stranger, and like always Cassidy was misunderstood. What did she know? This girl didn't know what Cassidy went through, her fears, her enjoyments. Nothing.

"I know." Cassidy whispered. Even though the girl didn't know Cassidy, she was still right. And yet Cassidy never found herself to stop crying, to stop thinking about her past. It wass because she was weak like that, and so vulnerable. She sighed.

[Doomed]

"Do you need help?" She asked, trying to act kindly to the girl. "We could, like, get you a drink at the bar, or give you something to eat." She suggested, sighing heavily. This just wasn't helping out.

[Gummibearlad.]

Cassidy looked at the girl with big tear filled eyes, and shook her head, "Why? Why arn't you disgusted with me? Why dont you leave me here and go on with your life?" She asked. Cassidy didn't understand why the girl didn't right away push her back into the grave and bury her in. Everyone else she encountered left her behind. Like an unwanted dog at the animal shelter, they walk past her and ignore her as she begs and whines and cries, looking for a chance.

Cassidy slowly stood up, and started healing herself, several ribs were broken, and her wings were very very messed up. So she had herself occupied for a good minute or two.