Summary: Post-first season- Suigintou's POV when she died the first season.
A/N: I do not own Rozen Maiden, nor any of its content. All of the rights go to the original creators and respective owners.
The Black Rose
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Suigintou's POV-
Our attacks collided and the overpowering force of Shinku and her medium pushed mine back. I couldn't afford to give up. Not now! The attacks exploded, and the next thing I knew, the pain started, ever-so-slowly crept up and down my body. I closed my eyes as a hot, burning sensation overtook me. I opened my eyes and suddenly I was covered in blue flames.
I looked up at the perpetrator, my once-benefactor, the fifth Rozen Maiden doll, Shinku. Yes. Even when looking down at me, she still sat on a throne of purity. I had thought to destroy her, and make her feel the pain I felt. The tears burned through and stung my face as they slowly trickled hotly onto the ground. The flames were about the consume me whole, but I couldn't give up now. I can't!
"It's over now, Suigintou." Shinku stated, monotonously.
The red rose stood, rigid and straight, staring down at me with eyes of pity. The eyes I loathed with every fiber of my being. She tries her hand out to grab mine, however her medium stops her. The red doll screams and shouts at me, however her cries fall on deaf ears. The flames continued their feast on my body, and I slowly burned to ashes. I was desperate. I will fight to my last breath! I slowly raised my head up, despite the pain, and shouted out.
"NO! It cannot be over! I will be Alice! I'm not junk! I'm not broken! I am not junk!" I shouted, desperately.
"Her torso. Her torso!" the human boy shouted.
"Yes Jun, she was never finished. Incomplete, that one. Before father finished her, he vanished." Shinku explained, voice laced with pitiable sadness.
"Father…" I whispered. "...Why...when I loved you...so much?" my voice sounded on the verge of breaking. "why...did you abandon me? No matter what…"
I was dying. The blue flames burned my clothes off completely, leaving me exposed to the world, broken torso and all. My upper body tumbled and fell to the ground, leaving me all but helpless, and screaming. The pain was certainly unbearable, but the torture, oh no, my eternal torture, had been far worse than this.
"...I will be Alice...I have to see Father...I'll be perfect...for…" my body had disintegrated so much, what was still left of me felt completely numb.
My legs had burned to ashes, and the flames continue to consume me. As I closed my eyes, I see darkness, yet within that darkness there was a light. A different kind of warmth filled me at the moment. My lips turned up slightly as a small smile graced the remaining half of my face. It was Father. He was there. He has come for me. The light slowly encompasses me, and I feel a hand on my face. It was definitely Him. Then, I felt arms embrace me. Finally, I let myself fall into a deep sleep, in Father's arms. Even if I wasn't Alice...He has embraced me...
"Father."
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