When a good girl meets a bad boy...  

She wasn't always known as Calamity. She was born a daughter of a wealthy family in the better part of town, but she always drifted to the seedy bars and dark alleys. She liked drugs, alcohol, and wild parties. She wasn't really that good of a girl to begin with!

Then one night, in one of those dark alleys, she met a man who smiled so brightly in that dark place. A man whose voice was so soft, so sweet, so charming that she lost herself in his words, and delved deeply into those endless pools of icy blue. She woke up the next day with a sore neck and he was nowhere to be seen. Normally, this would have been enough to set her to breaking things, but she was so taken, she couldn't think a negative thought about the mysterious stranger.

Time went by and they met up time and again. It became pretty obvious to her what he was as he always left her as soon as the sun rose. Well, different people call such men different things...  She was willing to give and to give, and in the end, all he ever did was suck her dry. And then, that was the end.

Instead of waking up in her bedroom, she woke up in a ditch, covered in dirt, in the middle of the night. Her skin was cold and her senses were heightened, surprisingly enough, considering all the partying she had done the night before. It was the strangest hangover ever. She didn't see her man much after that, but she could always feel he was close by.

Being used as she was by that mysterious stranger, she was pretty upset. She came to find that she couldn't look herself in the mirror.  Literally.  It was all so strange and all so upsetting...She looked back to her past, finding there was no shadow cast to remind her of the mistakes made. The future was dark.  Oh so very dark.

Alone she walks the nights, the empty streets, looking for another party, hoping for another song to dance to, just one last time to feel like the girl she left behind. The pursuit of love, having left her drained and cold, she has nothing left but to hope for a sweet moment in a life of coppery bitterness.