The sounds of gleeful giggles spent chills down Calypso’s exposed spine.
Melissa cupped her cheeks with her claws, swaying softly, soaking her new existence in. The steam generated from her open maw partially obscured her face, but the deranged outline of such made her thoughts and urges more than clear.
“Man…” Calypso’s normal, croaky tone crept itself into her current one. “The taste of my own medicine’s shit…”
“Yeah, Cal-brand medicine is pretty strong—especially for sweet ol’ Gales… And er, everyone that pisses it-slash-her off—”
While Calypso would’ve playfully, snidely hung a lampshade on Gale letting the saying get away from her… Considering she was just as scared as Calypso was, it was more than justified.
Melissa lurched forward, letting her arms droop to her sides. Stumbling forward with a crooked, goofy smile on her face, and it caused Calypso to back away slowly with gritted fangs.
“I really don’t want to fight her, Cal…” Gale’s palpable remorse outweighed the fright when she spoke at that moment.
Calypso turned to her friend, with an uneasy but vaguely confident smirk. “M-maybe if we aim to hurt versus kill like the bug girl, karma’ll save us…?”
The fact Gale returned Calypso’s vain hope with a sway of her head and a bleak expression irreversibly painted the mood of this situation. “I mean, I like the sound of that but…”
And as if Gale sensed that internal reaction, with a shake of her head, she closed her eyes with a wavering smile. “B-but that aside—yeah, totally, only hurt, yes. She doesn’t deserve any of this!”
Calypso looked to her side, staring her dark daggers at the subject. “You’re allowed to help too, y’know.”
But the Bug girl was still curled up, on her side. Tellingly, as if insect repellent was just used on her.
“Well, it’s just you and I, Gale—” Calypso sighed the words out, brandishing her claws.
The skeletal monster girl dashed forward, hunching forward with claws held extended outward. It didn’t take long for the distance to close, Calypso getting so close that Melissa stirred from her high to coo in surprise.
One—two—five swipes were made, Calypso angling her claws to strike at critical but non-life-threatening areas like the joints on limbs or the forehead to temporarily blind the poor girl. Trying to add wide swings with her elbow scythes for good measure.
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If only Melissa didn’t manage to dodge every. Single. One.
It was like Calypso was fighting the wind. It was meaningless, Melissa simply snapped to the opposite side of the skeletal monster’s strikes. And yet when Calypso tried to course correct, the Vampire triggered such fluidity in her movements, Calypso had to shake her head—blink in utter confusion. It was too fast for her to keep track.
All of this quickly melted into Calypso trying to simply punch Melissa, directly aimed at her head… And Melissa bobbed and weaved, staring directly into Calypso’s worried, amber eyes all the while.
Melissa was practically a savant… Calypso found it hard to call her an idiot savant, but judging her twisted and jubilant expression—there was no strategy. No complex thoughts formed in her mind.
It took simply a punch into Calypso’s cheek, to finally bring together the scale of power these foolish girls found themselves in. A punch so hard, Calypso’s row of fangs grated the monster girl’s inner cheek, she felt her skull gain a fracture… All of her senses muted in and out for a number of seconds into a dull ringing and a gray blur.
The follow-up was somehow much worse.
Melissa poured more primal strength into her swing, flinging Calypso backward with tremendous speed. Her skull became further warped in response, until she was launched from Melissa’s fist.
Calypso skipped across the stage. Landed on her back, then on her chest, and finally skirted on her shoulder as the spike and bone shaved down as she skidded on the floor.
Quivered in her defeat, Calypso struggled to raise herself from the streak she’s made. Felt her arm twitch violently as she healed, so dumbfounded that she didn’t realize that her head was at a slight angle. The pop that resulted from her neck vertebrae correcting itself snapped her out of her funk.
She huffed, looking towards the Bug girl again, “Seriously—you like surviving right?! Help out please!”
Calypso could only hear what was mumbled out, due to her enhanced hearing.
“hey, im getting to die regardless”
The skeletal monster girl simply balled her fist, to the point she was bleeding again. Not out of anger or annoyance exactly… But hurtful, hollow… Very pointed nostalgia.
They really were alike.
But the effortful shouts of Gale snapped the skeletal monster girl out of it, cocking her head towards the sound.
Gale managed to sneak up behind Melissa. Wrapped herself around the Vampire with her wet limbs, merging into a goopy double band that Melissa was struggling to get out of.
Not that Melissa was remotely trying. Only moving her bare shoulders, giggling to herself as stared down at the wooden ground.
There was never going to be a better chance than this.
Calypso un-balled her claw, and straightened them into files. Just like what she did to herself, what felt like many moons ago.
“Hopefully you’ll pull through like I have!” Calypso sprinted, screaming out: “SORRY MELISSA!”
She closed the distance again, with her makeshift shive raised high, making sure to aim somewhere near the midriff and watch for Gale.
But once Calypso finished blinking her eyes… She was before Gale again.
Melissa was before them again.
And she was crouched, brandishing her claws again.
Calypso panted, looking about. There was no way. There was no possible way that happened.
And as she looked back, towards the Bug girl… The intact flooring answered her fears.