DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Kingdom Hearts or the characters from it. All credit goes to Square Enix. I only own the plotline. Enjoy~
.:The Withered Rose:.
She died at my hands. I should never have let her go.
My beautiful yellow rose is dead, and it's all because I knowingly sent her to her death.
That rose had a name, as beautiful as the rose itself:
Larxene, my little Savage Nymph.
She trusted me...followed me...
Loved me.
And I loved her back.
I watched her fight for her life, and I could have jumped in to help her; I could have kept her alive.
But I didn't. I let her carry out the deed I sent her to do.
I watched helplessly as my rose faded into darkness. I listened to her cries of disbelief as they grew weaker and weaker. Tears trailed down my cheeks as my rose vanished for good. Already I missed her, and I was at fault for my own sorrow.
When the Key-bearer and his comrades began their long ascent from the twelfth floor to the thirteenth and final floor, I fell to the spot where my rose disappeared. I yelled in agony; pleaded for her to come back; repeated the name of the rose I would never again get to hold. Memories of her smiling face ran through my mind as more tears streamed down my face and hit the chilling white floor.
"Larxene," I whispered. My voice was quiet and my words could barely come out due to how tight my throat was from crying. "You should never have died," I summoned a rose and placed it where I sat. I watched it magically wither away as I stood up and wiped the tears off of my face. "At least, not alone."
I summoned a portal to the thirteenth floor of the Castle. I looked back at the dying rose before I walk into the Darkness. I knew that the same fate awaited me beyond this portal, but I knew I had to put up a convincing fight.
I had to...for her sake.
"May we meet again soon, my rose." I say as the Darkness wraps around me and the corridor shuts, leading me to my own demise by the same hands that led to hers.