Weapons Are Human

[Kirara]

Several individuals, known as Weapons, are seen as nothing more than tools to benefit humans. The only difference? They are able to morph into a weapon. With the king attempting to take away the last of their rights, no human will side with the Weapons. All but one.

 

[Kirara]

Leila sat on a swing at a park. With it being the middle of winter and snowing, no one else was there. She found the quiet relaxing. With sketchbook in hand, she looked at a tree across from her. It's leaves still green even though they were coated with a fresh layer of snow. It was what she was currently drawing.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco was sitting behind a tree as he shivered a bit from the cold. He didn't have a home or a family, he was just on his own. To make it worst for him, he was a weapon and humans wouldn't show any sympathy for him so he stayed away from people. He sighed as he bundled up with an old jacket he found in the dumpster and fought the cold.

 

[Kirara]

Snow began to fall lightly, melting as it touched Leila's clothing. She would need to hurry or the paper would get wet. There was a crunching of footsteps on snow nearby. She paid it no heed, focused on her drawing. She wondered briefly, who else would come to a park on this frigid day? Someone pushed the swing she sat on. She gave a surprised squeak, dropping her sketchpad to grip the chains holding the seat up. As she neared the ground, she was pushed again. Large, rough hands shoved her back. She whipped her head around to see an all too familiar face. A boy she had known for the past year who constantly ridiculed her. His sneer haunting her dreams. Next to him stood two other burly men. Each sporting hideous smiles of their own.


Leila had been subjected to many years of bullying from many sources. Most richer families owned a Weapon. They were hired as maids and gardeners. Scorned by humans. Leila's parents weren't around much, so their domestic worker, a Weapon, acted as a nanny, Leila just saw her as any other person. For that, she was strange. Unnatural.


"Oi, Weapon lover, wanna go higher?"


"Please let me off." Leila pleaded softly.


"Eh? What was that?" The man said, cupping his hand to his ear dramatically.


"I think she said she wants to go higher." One of the others said with a laugh. Tears began to prick at Leila's eyes. Those bastards knew she was afraid of heights and wouldn't jump off herself.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

When the snow started to fall, the wind picked up and made it even colder. Cisco sighed as he stood up. "Better find some shelter." He said to himself. Cisco was going to find an empty dumpster to stay in for the night, maybe he could find some half eaten food in there. He stuck his hands in his pockets and started to walk away from the tree. He stopped when he herd something behind him and turned around to see three guys at a swing pushing a girl on the swing. Cisco thought it was just a couple of humans doing their own thing. He shook his head and continued to walk away.

 

[Kirara]

Leila's un-gloved hands were becoming numb. She felt their grip on the chains weakening. At the maximum height of the swing, she lost her hold and slipped off as the swing began moving backwards. She landed on the ground with a thump, the thin layer of snow doing little to soften her fall. It was strange that her fist thoughts weren't of running away or checking for injuries, but to collect her fallen sketch book. She spotted it and scurried to pick it up. Brushing some snow off the pages, she looked at her unfinished drawing. The sun was blocked out as three men towered over her. One kicked her side, knocking her over and eliciting a yelp of pain. Clutching her book to her chest, she saw the leader crouch down, a pocket knife in hand.


"You look sad, Weapon lover. How about I give you a nice smile?" He said in a sickeningly sweet voice. Leila's eyes widened in realization. She shook her head and tried to back away, only to ram into one of the other men's legs.


"No. Please no." She looked around frantically for a way to escape, but the men blocked her vision. As the knife was brought closer to her face, Leila's fear intensified.


"No! Stop it! Let me go!" She shrieked and began flailing about, trying to get away.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco was walking away until he stopped when he herd something that sounded like a yelp of pain behind him. He turned around and saw the girl on the ground looking up at the three guys who were towering over her. Cisco notice that one had a knife and his eyes widen as Cisco herd the shrieking. Immediately Cisco clenched his teeth and fist as he got agitated from the sight of those human bastards picking on her. He scooped up a chunk of snow and packed it in tight before throwing it at the guy who had the knife out. "Hey! Leave her alone!" He yelled as he packed another snowball tightly before throwing it again.

 

[Kirara]

The man with the knife slowly turned to the newcomer. Noticing his eyes, he smirked.


"You really are a Weapon lover, eh? Even have one to come save you. Tch." He spat at the newcomer. "Let's go boys. This 'aint worth our time." The men all glared at the Weapon as they left the park. Leila peered up at the stranger who held a wad of snow in his hand. She looked him in the eyes. 'What a pretty colour.' She thought. She tried to stand, but her legs refused to cooperate, still paralyzed by fear.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco has been spat at before on the streets when humans would pass him so it didn't bother him much, it was just gross. Be wiped it away and tossed the snowball he had in his hand on the ground. Bringing his hands to his mouth and breathed in them to warm them up. He looked at the girl who was on the floor and notice that she wasn't a weapon. He stayed there for a moment before turning and walking away. "Consider your self lucky someone was here." He said as he walked away to find some shelter.

 

[Kirara]

"P-please wait!" Leila called after the mystery man. She forced her legs to stand her up. She dug through her pockets and brought out a pair of gloves she had gotten as hand-me-downs from her father.


"I don't have anything to repay you properly, I'm sorry. Please take these. They're warm." She held out the item to the man, hoping her gratitude showed. She truly was thankful and wished she could do more. However, even talking to the stranger was using up all her courage.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco stopped when she told him to take something. He turned around and saw that she was offering gloves. He needed gloves, he could never find any in the streets and if he did they would mostly be torn up. He walked up to her and his took the gloves and stuck them in his pocket. "Sure." He said as he turned around and walked off again. He felt the gloves in his pocket and notice that they weren't ripped or worn out. Feeling the warmness in his hand as he had it in his pocket.

 

[Kirara]

A smile graced Leila's face. Her gratitude was accepted. She watched the man's back as he left. She hugged her sketch book close to her.


"Thank you." She whispered before leaving in the opposite direction.


Once she had reached her home, she quickly closed herself in her room and began drawing. She did not want to forget the face of the man kind enough to save her. It would be one of her few pieces with colour.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco walked back into the city. He put the gloves on as he was walking towards an ally where he knew there was a dumpster there that was mostly empty. He looked at the ground, avoided any eye contact as he made his way through the side walks. There weren't many people out side because of the cold bit he still looked at the ground. He got to the ally and found the dumpster before it started to snow badly. He looked inside and saw that it was almost empty and climbed in. Curling up in the corner so he be a bit more warm.

 

[Kirara]

Light filtered in through the gaps in Leila's curtains. Enjoying the warmth of her bed, she cocooned herself further with her thick blankets. She drifted back to sleep, a dream of what happened the day before playing over in her head. The curtains were yanked open, allowing the full force of the morning sun to attack Leila's eyes.


"Come on, get up. You can't laze about all day." A large woman in her mid 40's said as she wondered around the room, neatening the place. Leila yawned and stretched.


"Yes Mia." She responded to their domestic worker, who Leila considered to be her second mother. Mia looked at the papers on Leila's desk as Leila began getting ready for the day.


"This is a pretty one. But why have you only coloured the eyes?" Mia asked, gesturing to Leila's newest drawing. Leila blushed slightly.


"It's the only colour I remember."


"It's a real person? Handsome, isn't he?" Mia tilted her head to the side. "If that's true... then he's a Weapon."


"Yes, probably." A thought appeared in Leila's mind. She furrowed her eyebrows as she considered it. "I lost my gloves at the park yesterday. I'm going to go look for them, okay?"


"Alright, but remember to have some breakfast." Mia responded. Leila nodded before leaving.


Leila looked around the park she was at the previous day. She searched behind and in the large tree that stood there. Inside the jungle-gym. Not a trace of her savior. She retraced her steps. 'If I remember correctly, he went that way.' She walked towards the direction she hoped was correct. She walked for an hour, not finding anything. She was also entering the less pleasant suburbs of the city. Garbage was thrown carelessly into gutters, there was a faint rancid smell that got stronger the further she got. Leila was about to give up when some unknown sounds distracted her. They came from down an ally she just past. Her curiosity getting the better of her, she decided to take a quick peek.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco took awhile until he fell asleep only to be woken up forcefully when someone kicked the dumpster he was in. Cisco woke up in a shock and stood up only for his head to hit by the roof of the dumpster. He let out a groan of pain as he rubbed his head. The dumpster opened and he looked up to see a guy pull him out of the dumpster and thrown against the wall. Cisco hit the wall and yelled in pain as he hit the wall. He tried to get up quickly but the guy grabbed him and picked him up. Cisco looked at him and notice that there were two more. It was those guys from yesterday in the park.


"Looks like we found him." One of the guys said as they smirked at Cisco. "So you did." Said Cisco as he kicked the guy that was holding him in the crotch. That started a fight and Cisco was outnumbered and was soon on the ground again being kicked and yelling out in pain.

 

[Kirara]

The sounds were quickly recognizable as a fight as Leila got closer. She shuffle quietly as she could and peered around the edge of the wall. She quickly recognized the 3 who attacked her the day before. Then the person which they had as their new target. The stranger who had saved her. Something inside her brain snapped. Rage boiled over.


"Stop it!" A voice yelled out. The three attackers looked at her. Leila put her hand over her mouth, realizing that it was her voice. 'Shit.'

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

The group of guys looked over and saw that "weapon lover" from the park. They gave a smirk as one kick Cisco one more time in the stomach and then walked over to her. "Well, look at this. It's you. Here to save your precious weapon?" One guys said in a sarcastic tone.


Cisco was coughing hard on the ground as he looked up and saw the girl from the park that he helped. The one who thanked him by giving him those gloves. He tried to get up, holding his stomach. "H-hey! Get out of here! They're after me, not you!" He yelled only to be shut up by a guy kicking him again.

 

[Kirara]

Leila looked around frantically, backing away. She heard the voice of her previous savior. She watched as he received another painful kick. Leila straightened her back and took a deep breath.


"There is no need to do this. Please stop." She was surprised at how little her voice wavered. A grin that she was all too familiar with spread across the attacker's face. How she hated that expression. She hated the face that wore it. But, it also created fear in her. She swallowed hard, trying to keep tears back.


The men stalked closer to her. 'You know, this was a really bad idea. You're a chick, they're violent guys and you're in an alleyway. Not smart Leila. Not smart.' She chided herself mentally. She looked over to the stranger. Seeing his eyes again. Definitely a Weapon. An idea came to her, but she didn't know if it would work. The more she thought about it, the less she wanted it to. As the attackers came closer, all doubts were shoved aside. She locked onto the Weapons eyes, forcing him to keep contact with hers.


"Please." She put her hand out, hoping he would understand the gesture before the attackers did. If she wanted to live, she would need to fight back.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco coughed more and was coughing up blood as he got kicked again. His stomach was burning and it was hard for him to breath. He looked up and saw the girl looking at him. He looked back because she was the only nice person around him. When she reached her hand out at him. He then thought that she wanted him to turn into a weapon. "You're serious?" He asked himself. He herd her plead. "You are serious." Cisco nodded at her and took her hand. He changed his form into a weapon. He turns into a shotgun, Spas-12 semi automatic shotgun.

 

[Kirara]

Leila staggered slightly under the sudden weight. She looked over the gun that now lay in her hands. It was slightly battered as if to mirror the injuries the Weapon had received in his human form. The attackers around her looked surprised. There was the slightest trace of fear in their features. Leila looked between them and the gun. She held it up, hoping it was the correct way. Having never dealt with firearms before, it was all guesswork and working from what she had seen on television. 'I think it's one of the ones you pull back to load.' She thought, glancing down at the gun once again. 'Pull the grip thing and it hopefully makes a noise.' Doing exactly that, she heard a pleasing click. She aimed at the leader of the attackers. The one who had ridiculed her, physically abused her, and was a downright bastard. A sudden calm washed over Leila. Her head was clear of any unnecessary thoughts.


"Leave or I'll shoot." She stated. The man narrowed his eyes.


"You wouldn't dare." He responded with a smirk. That goddamn smirk! "You're just-"


BANG!


The sound bounced off the walls as a bullet excited the barrel and towards it's target. The recoil was not something Leila anticipated, causing her to stumble and fall on her backside.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco felt a bit weird when she held him. He never changed into a weapon for a human before, never been held as a weapon. And she didn't know how to use a gun. Cisco notice that she was trying to figure out how to operate a fire arm. If he was back in his human form he would be rolling his eyes. "Just point me at him and I'll pull the trigger." He thought. When the girl lifted the gun and aimed at the leader of that group, Cisco waited in case they decide to run. Apparently he didn't back down because he thought she wouldn't shoot. So Cisco did it for her. He fired and the any small pellets shot out and bounced off the wall and towards the guy. Cisco felt himself fall back as the girl couldn't handle his recoil and fell to the ground. "Come on, you fall back from the recoil?" He though to himself. The other guys saw what happen and ran away before they got shot. When they left, Cisco turned back to his human form.

 

[Kirara]

Leila sat still. Her eyes open but her brain was refusing to believe what she was seeing. Lying on the cold ground was the body of the man who bullied her. Limp and lifeless now. Blood was staining the snow red. A little blood had splattered onto Leila's hands. She looked at them intently, unable to remove her gaze from the little red spots on her pale skin. 'I killed someone. I took the life away from them.' The words played on repeat inside her head. Tears began falling without her even realizing.


"It's my fault." She muttered to herself, her hands becoming blurred as tears hindered her vision.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco looked at the body and then limped to the wall and sat down. He was badly bruised and had his arm around his stomach, feeling some pain from it. Cisco then looked at the girl as she sat on the ground starting to cry for what happen. He herd that she said it was her fault and shook his head. "You're wrong. I pulled the trigger on him. I knew you couldn't do it." He said, it hurt slightly to speak since those guys just beat on him for a good ten minutes.

 

[Kirara]

The voice broke Leila out of her thoughts. She looked up to the Weapon across from her.


"I didn't?" She breathed. Part of her was joyous about the new information given to her, another part reminded her that she still aimed the gun. Even if she hadn't killed, she had aided it a lot. She tried to block out the thoughts as she noticed the state of her savior. She could see fresh bruises forming and his hand protectively clutching his stomach. 'He's injured, help him.' Leila stood up on shaky legs. She wobbled over to the Weapon, offering him a hand up.


"Um, you're hurt." She held back a winch at her stupidity of stating the obvious. She simply didn't know how to say that she wanted to help.

 

[CharcoalSkeleton]

Cisco took deep breaths, theirs a good chance that he has a broken rib or two. He looked up at her as she reached out her hand. "Really? What gave you that idea?" He asked sarcastically when she said that he was hurt. He notice her hand and looked down as he attempted to get up on his own. "I'm fine, I just... need to... walk it off." He said in pain as he tried to get up.