TITLE; "Death Note"

AUTHOR; chibi aku XP

ANIME; HunterXHunter

DISCLAIMER; look at my name, does it say "Yoshihiro Togashi"? no? then do the math einstein, i own nothing so don't persicuteme - am just a crazy, coffee-hyped irish girl who was let loose behind a key board.

AUTHORS NOTE; this poemfic is about Killua doing assassin work when he was younger- contains graphic details of death. Don't like then don't read.

DEATH NOTE

soft warm skin,

with the faint feel of a pulse beneath it

sliced with a razor-sharp claw.

The skin is split,

with a faint gurgle

red coloured life comes bubbling forth

spilling overhis killers long thin arms

which gag his mouth,

muffeling his screams and tainting his murders clothes with a brilliant scarlet.

Blood spills;

life weakens.

Head lightens,

Vision clouds.

More and more, the river of crimson comes.

Conciousness leaves,

drift to the never-ending sleep.
His last sight-

skin as pale as a ghost,

hair as white as snow

and eyes like the devil himself . Eyes that had seen the darkest reaches of hell itself.
Then, he sees nothing.

The assassin stares at his handiwork;

The soft breathing stops.

The chest no longer rises and falls.

Cheeeks pale.

Lips as white as snow.

Skin as clammy and cold as the death in which he now resides.

Glazed and glassy eyes no can longer see

the cruel world he has left behind.
The assassin looks down at his bloody hands-
his nose filled with bloods sharp, metallic stench.

Everywhere he looks- red.

The colour of his trade,
the colour that has haunted him in his dreams

along with those glazed and glassy eyes,

those tortured, pleading screams.

OWARI

wiiiiiiiiii!!!! OO ok, why the hell did i write that?! God only knows!! XP after the disaster which was my fist ever fanfic, "Lemonade", i decided i wanted to write somthing a little more seroius!! feel very free to review- flames VERY welcome also!!!! If for whatever reason you can't post comments just send them to me at Now, enough with the talking and make with the reviews!!!! (Or flames...)