Kill Bill Vol. 1

First Scene

Author Note: Hey all, I really thought it would be fun to write the attempted murder of Beatrix Kiddo in the Two Pines wedding chapel from the first movie, from her perspective so I hope you enjoy it.

ANYONE CAN REQUEST A SCENE FROM VOL. 1 OR VOL.2 THAT THEY'D LIKE ME TO WRITE AND FROM WHO'S EVER PERSPECTIVE. JUST TELL ME IN A REVIEW.

"Revenge is a dish best served cold."

Klingon Proverbs Book

The deathly still room of the Two Pines wedding chapel was echoing with the quick and frightened breathing of the pregnant and brutally beaten bride, Beatrix Kiddo. She lay there, her broken limbs heavy and aching with every jagged breath she took.

Beatrix's once white dress was now coated with her blood and the blood of her now dead friends and fiancé. All she could think about was their bullet ridden corpses lying a few feet from her and she wondered with fear and trepidation, where could the bastards who did this to her be? From her spot on the cold hardwood floor, Beatrix could see nothing, nor could she raise herself to look; her body was in far too much pain.

As the images of her fiancé and friends being repeatedly shot every inch of their bodies, Beatrix felt angry tears fill her eyes. The sound of her rapid breathing echoing in the room was only making the fear that consumed her seem so much more real.

Suddenly, the sound of leather boots walking slowly towards her sounded and Beatrix's eyes darted around her searching for a face. The footsteps in the darkness continued growing louder and the terror consumed her, turning her fear into whimpers. Then from her left, the eerily calm face of Beatrix's ex-lover and murderer of her fiancé and friends, stood beside her. He towered above her, watching her frightened yet angry eyes glare up at him.

'Do you find me sadistic?' he asked.

Beatrix's breathing settled, anger and betrayal overtaking all other emotion. She couldn't speak to him. Not when she was so badly hurt both physically and emotionally.

Bill removed a white folded handkerchief from his jacket pocket; the handkerchief that had his name embroidered on it in bold black letters.

He crouched down beside her and put the handkerchief to Beatrix's blood spattered face. She instantly tensed and pulled her cheek away.

'I bet I could...fry and egg on your head right now...if I wanted to,' Bill slowly and gently wiped the blood and cold sweat from Beatrix's face, as tenderly as a mother would. 'You know Kiddo, I'd like to believe that you're aware enough, even now...to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions.

'Maybe towards those other jokers...' He wiped away the last puddle of blood from her chin and gently prodded her cheek. 'But...not you.'

Bill slowly stood back up and put his now red handkerchief back into his pocket and from underneath his jacket he pulled out a shiny silver gun.

Beatrix's heart stopped. She felt an intense and sickening feeling of horror sweep over her as her eyes saw the gun. She had to stop him. She had to tell Bill the truth to stop him from killing her and her unborn baby. Beatrix gulped down bloody saliva and opened her mouth to speak but Bill spoke first.

'No Kiddo, right now...' he loaded a single bullet into the gun and aimed it directly at her head. 'This is me, at my most...masochistic.'

'Bill,' Beatrix pleaded. 'It's your baby - '

A thundering roar echoed in the chapel as the bullet was released from the gun and as it travelled faster than the speed of sound, it penetrated Beatrix's skin right into her left temple, sending blood spattering across the floor. Her loud breathing was silenced at once, her eyes were closed and her body as still as death. However, what Bill did not realize as he walked morbidly away is that Beatrix Kiddo's heart just kept on beating.