Deadly, dark, evil, poison, and lover. Those were all words Ange would used to describe EVA-Beatrice. Ange hated EVA-Beatrice with all her soul. Bernkastle had once said Beato was her tormenter the reason she was alone in her world, but Ange knew the truth it wasn't Beatrice's fault but EVA-Beatrice. The witch who took the appearance of her aunt Ushiromiya Eva as a young girl. The one who loved to beat her down anyway possible. The one who time and time again gave her a chance to leave but Ange never did. "Why? why cant I leave?" Ange whispers clenching her hand around the delicate porcelain tea cup. In turn breaking it and cutting her hand causing the already involuntary tears to fallow down her face at a quicker pace. Ange just let them fall regardless oh her already dwelling pride. She no longer cared if EVA-Beatrice knew that she had finally won Ange was broken and knew shed never win not when she couldn't even leave no matter how much she both did and didn't want to. "Hehahehahehehe" an odd laughter began to erupt from Ange's mouth "I'm a fool" The words escaped her lips as she looked up at the ceiling of the tea room "First I let down my brother, Then I let Beato disappear from this earth before the truth can ever be reveled, and now this" Silence lingered in the room for a moment as Ange got so lost in her thinking she didn't hear the sounds of EVA-Beatrice's arrival to the tea room. "Yes you are dear Ange" her voice rang out so sweet and child like yet so cold and heartless just like the girl her self. Ange faced EVA-Beatrice with a solemn and sad look. She had finally given up and EVA-Beatrice now knew it, and did the only thing she could she laughed. Ange was unsure how long the laughter lasted but even now as EVA-Beatrice was standing a few feet to the left of where she was sitting it still rang in her ears, but she could no longer feel the rage she once did at that laughter. "How many years has it been since I've taken you in my pet?" EVA-Beatrice asked with a sly look on her face. Though it was technically a question Ange didn't answer because she knew EVA-Beatrice did not want one she was just having fun with her toy. "Hmmmm…." EVA-Beatrice got moved closer till her hands were on Ange's face. She moved her face till her mouth was right next to Anges' ear. "My room tonight pet" EVA-Beatrice's voice softly breathed into Anges left ear. The sound was both sensual and deadly causing Ange's body to violently shake without her own will.
EVA-Beatrice smiled her unique smile as she slid her hands down past Anges chest into her lap before disappearing in to a bunch of golden butterflies. Leaving Ange alone yet again with her thoughts and the blood on her right hand.
A/N Ended her cuz the rest is not partite for youngsters and I'm not ready to publish an M rated fic. -shot-