She didn't know where it all went wrong, perhaps she had simply taken for granted what the Goddess of Ice had granted her. Either way, she sat upon the throne of ice, the mountains she had made her home was safe. It was away from everyone else, her friends they had…died. Except for one, but even his time would eventually come, wouldn't it?
Opening her eyes, the blue that use to show nothing but happiness that hid her own sorrows were now contaminated. The entire eye had turned ice blue, glowing with what one would only assume as power and her own rotting soul. Everything that was once Harmony had been…infected with the Materia known to summon Shiva. Her pale skin had turned blue, lips only a few shades darker; the beautiful red hair shimmered with different tones of the blue Shiva's hair had. Nails turned pitch black, along with her fingers, with frostbite. The clothing she was normally garbed in when transforming into the Ice Queen was now solidified and there to stay formed to her skin. She had become..a monster, her own demons.
Standing as the sound of footsteps entered her cave, the metal of her boots clanked against the ice below her feet. How dare someone enter without permission! Rage seethed, the flicker of her aura causing the air to grow thick with frost, picking up the scythe that leaned against her throne; she stepped down from the seat and began making her way to the entrance of said cave. Everything within five feet of her began to gain a layer of ice, the 'righteous' anger bubbled in her chest.
When would people get she wanted nothing more than to be left alone?
When she stepped out of the 'throne room', a force smacked her directly against her chest, ripping cloth and armor away to reveal what had caused all of this in the first place. A red ball of Materia emitted a faint glow beneath her skin, the entire area around it black with what one could assume to be frostbite yet again. Purple and blue surrounded the black, making it appear like a very bad bruise that would never heal.
Snapping her attention to person who had shot her, she was internally surprised to see the Crimson Gunman. Why was he here? Did he finally come to finish her off? He was aiming at her, so it was simple enough to assume so…even still…she wasn't in control any longer. Mentally, Harmony was stuck in a thick orb of ice as Shiva used her body as she pleased, the Princess was sure the Summon didn't care any longer if she lived or died.
"…Vincent." Her words were always this cold, the bluntness held no love like Harmony's words use to, but how she wished to be warm and kind to him yet again..
"Come to finish me off then? Hnhn…come at me then."