The Kill.
My scream is silent my words are muted. My death is not of my own desire. Aidou was standing near my blood still trailing down his mouth. He walked over to me his fingers trailing my wound picking up flecks of the dried blood and breaking the weak scab that formed over the scars on my neck.
"I always said you looked beautiful in red. Why did you not believe me," he grinned. His glowing ruby eyes were watching me intently. He was a hunter and I was his kill, this is the way the world always went. Aidou leaned down and softly brushed my lips. I could taste my blood on his lips.
My vision soon drained and my heart refused to beat, and I found myself on the cliff of death. All I could do was close my eyes and jump forward ending the cruel pain of my death.
