Was it all over?
Was it truly all over?
Raising one bloodied hand to cover her bruised and beaten face, she painfully gritted her teeth.
"Had enough, Princess?" The boy looming above her gave an evil smirk, leaning down to grasp her white-blonde hair in his pale and slender hand. He gave a sharp pull, earning a small cry from the girl beneath him. He, himself, was unscratched. Of course, a mere girl such as this one couldn t possibly hurt him.
"L...Let go of me, you wretch."
"Hm?"
Well, it appeared she hadn t expired quite yet. Ecstatic, the boy took a free finger, swirling it a pool of blood, which was rapidly growing beneath her body.
"I don't think I have a need to comply, Princess." He slowly licked the blood off his finger, his grin only growing wider. It was delicious, this girl s blood. He wanted more. He wanted her to scream, to beg for him to kill her. It could all wait. He d have his fun now.
"Well, Princess? Have you had enough? Or do you need more?" With a flick of his slender wrist, he produced a sharp knife, and placed the cold metal against the girl s throat, pressing lightly enough that he only drew a few drops of blood.
"N-Never...You damned soul, let me go.."
She groaned, attempting to reach up with her hands, clutching at his own. Sharp fingernails dug into his skin, only increasing his excitement. He released her hair, watching as she dropped to the ground. He inspected his hand, carefully moving his tongue along the cuts. The blade dropped from his grasp, landing beside the broken female. He kneeled down, placing a hand gently on her head.
"You've hurt me, Princess. Horribly. I think I'm about to cry.." He said, his grip tightening. She screamed, his own fingernails beginning to penetrate her skin, staining her hair with blood.
"Princess, I'd appreciate your silence. I don't want anyone interrupting." He moved his other hand to clasp her mouth, preventing any noise coming from the girl beneath him. She squirmed in discomfort, trying endlessly to get away from the over-powering man, but to no avail. She stared upwards with amber eyes, her gaze meeting blood-red ones. He was evil, sadistic, her worst nightmare. She was really going to die.
"Goodbye, Princess." Those simple words brought tears to her eyes, and he released her head, to position above her heart. Plunging downward, he felt the thrill he always did before ever killing an enemy. A rush of excitement, followed by the pleasurable feeling of warmth. Her eyes widened as his hand, his sharp fingers, plunged into her heart, stabbing it through. She screamed, her sounds muffled by his hand. Pain overcame her senses, and that s the only thing she could feel. Pain. So much terrible, terrible pain.
She wanted to die. She wanted this man to kill her, spare her from a brutal death. She screamed again. Her throat burned, ripping her mine apart.
"What was that, Sweetheart?" He withdrew his hand from her chest, earning another painful gasp from her. Placing his blood-covered hand on her cheek, he removed his other hand from her mouth, using it to pull her upwards. Crimson liquid began to spurt from her lips, only making his happiness increase.
"Oh? Still alive?" He questioned, before harshly pressing his lips to hers. Her already-shutting eyes widened slightly, before continuing their trail downward. He pulled back from her face, his face covered in her blood. Her life.
"Farewell, my Princess." He said, as her eyes shut completely. The pain subsided, her senses dropped.
Everything was black.
He slowly placed the girl s lifeless body on the ground, standing from his position. Staring down at her with a blank gaze, he smiled and raised his hand to his lips, extending his tongue to lick at the remaining blood.
"Farewell..."
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A/N;;
Rin's a little sadistic at times. Why? She's got no clue, un.
ANYWHO, R&R Please and thank you, I'd luff ya forevah.
I fee l like an idiot writing that..