Yami Shorts

  Eagerness It was early in the morning and Loc wanted a mission. Noz she needed a mission. She wanted to focus on the present and not even have to think about the past. Nor how she was treated by all around her. She also wanted to have focus in her life and a distraction from all her life until now. She slipped out of bed and took a shower. She then put on her clothes and went immediately to Light Bringer's office. "Do you have a mission for me?" "No. Not at the moment. Why?" "I want to go on one." "Then I will call if I have one." "But I want one now!" He let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry but I can't at the moment. Why don't you go to the library I'm sure-" "But I don't want to go to the library! I want to be out there, on a mission as soon as I can. I need to be out there!" She almost begged. He closed his mouth and looked aside to a set of drawers. She sucked his cheeks as he thought an...

  Grasharlo's Tip She was about to hit her again, just to be sure that the witch was dead. Then Zaryb grabbed her by her arm. She looked back. He shook his head. She frowned accusingly at him as she pulled her arm out of his hand. "What? Is this not what you want?" "No, Arielsa." She narrowed her eyes in confusion. "Then what?" "Be careful. She might not be dead just yet." She let out a moan. "Oh come off it! She is dead!" She snapped as she went to poke her to prove her point.  Then her hand whipped out and Grasharlo bit deep into her arm. She let out a scream. This was silenced when she felt Grasharlo shove her arm into the girl's mouth. She breathed in and out of her nose. Then she felt her nostrils plug up and she could no longer breathe out of them anymore. Then she felt the arm being shoved in further and she could taste the iron in her mouth and she could not stop herself from gulping down her blood, which made her feel m...

  Graduation Strena spent the next three months reading all the books that she could get her hands on. She mainly skim read each one first and wrote down as much as she could remember which was a surprising amount even to her. She studied hard and diligently. She hardly took a break, no her mind was far too focused on that. She hardly went to the loo or time washing herself. She made sure she wrote down everything that she could to a point her fingers and hand hurt. Paying attention to every word. She did not want to miss anything out. She then would go on to read each book deeper. "Lady Grasharlo, at what age was the youngest Dark Lady when she graduated?" Strena asked, slowly and cooly. "Sixteen and that was me." "And could you tell me anything about yourself?" "Sure. W hy are you so interested?" Zaryb chuckled bitterly. "Girl's curious, that's all. Just humour her." She smiled. "Oh? I suppose I could. By the way I suppos...

  Dark Killer Strena looked at Zaryb. He was looking down, he had barely spoken a word to her. He looked up at her a few times. Almost like he wanted to say something yet he, for some reason, decided not to. He looked aside with shame in his eyes. However, to her utter annoyance, there was a piece to them.  She ignored this as she looked at Grasharlo, her eyes were like that of a predator, carefully watching her prey. She had said that she was going to kill that witch and she meant it. Then she would drag Zaryb along with her, for once, to find someone to get their cuffs off their wrists and then he would be next. After she will go home and be the queen, no, the empress that she should have been a long time ago. The end. Yet she could not shake her gut telling her that there was something else going on. Something more than that. She could not get the sneaking suspicion that Zaryb wanted that. He wanted her to kill him. Yet she could not come to why. She also had another sneaki...