Schön
By SMYGO4EVA
Chapter One: Bestrafung der Schönheit
I.
Pretty little thing, you're just standing there all alone….
Just standing there, sweet Serenity. Standing there amidst the darkened invitation of loneliness. You got lost, and I found you. The ruins of the Tower scattered around you, the gathering of the mighty duelists destroyed. Out of the four warriors that battled to their last breath, I was the one to vanquish them.
I won.
I've won the Battle City crown, and I have the power of the Pharaoh at my disposal. The world belongs to me now. The greatest achievement in the history of the world has finally come to pass: conquering a regime and succeeding in the process. Everybody will bow down before me.
You will bow down before me, little Serenity.
Especially you.
You…. you're the only one left on this forsaken island. Everyone else is gone. They've left you. Your foolish friends had nowhere to run, your brother had nowhere to hide.
Little Yugi and his Pharaoh no longer exist, as they have fallen into the same fate your dear friend Mai had dug herself into.
The fool Bakura and his host have also vanished amidst their own graves.
And there's my weaker side, Malik, he sealed himself in the shadows. He was a foolish boy: he rejected the Pharaoh for all of his life and he suddenly came back to seek redemption from his exalted king. The fool…. hoping to become the martyr, dying for a cause. It was his own fault that he fell into the sea of crimson he made for himself.
The foolish boy.
You've managed to escape the wrath of my all-powerful Winged Dragon of Ra. Your brother Joey was almost killed by its Phoenix Mode, his body burned through and through. He would have never survived if it weren't for his stamina that saved him. Now, he's gone for good.
Your brother failed you.
He failed to save Mai.
He failed to save you, my dear.
You slink back against the wall now, eyes wide, legs giving way.
You believe every word I say, don't you?
You've given up.
Oh don't cry, my dear Serenity. Come here.
Let me comfort you. Let me hold you.
You're just staring at me, tears rolling down your beautiful face like shards of glass. Crying won't do you any good.
You look exhausted, not to mention your hair is entangled and stringy. Probably from too much running…
You barely even fit your clothes, shredded and torn, your outfit is nearly gone, if not for the fabric covering the most sacred of areas. But you can't hide anything now.
You're vulnerable, you're weak, and you need someone. Maybe I can be that someone. Only if you can trust me.
Here, take my hand.
No?
Yes?
Tell me…I need an answer…
You're still…. you've been awfully quiet. To tell you the truth, it's starting to get on my nerves….
You need discipline.
You don't even notice me walking toward you, and settling myself behind you, do you? I have to lift you on your feet, don't I?
Hmmm, you're frozen, but I can hear your breathing. Sounds delicious….
Shaking on fear, shattered to the core, and in my arms. And you look so lovely in blood. It's covered a part of your face and along your chest and legs. It's delectable.
You only have ME NOW.
I feel you shiver when I slip a hand down your chest, carelessly tossing away a piece of fabric, revealing one of your full breasts. You suck in a breath, shaking even more. That's what I want to see from you.
My fingers trace the curves of your mammary gland; you're very still, holding a breath. As I feel the rosy bud between my fingers, you suppressed something…you trembled.
It won't help. Ignorance is unacceptable. I continue my assault by picking the little nub. You squeal almost instantaneously.
Good girl, little Serenity.
Squirm for me.
You can't deny this. I know you can't.
Just move for me.
I brush the hair from your beautiful neck, lowering my head so I would kiss and lick the pale skin marred by another's blood. You taste so sweet; you whimper at my touch. My eyes thin. Just as I suspected.
Shall we continue? You know you cannot escape me…and you never will. You're mine now. Forever and ever. Thanks to the Pharaoh's power, I've achieved immortality, in which no one has ever garnered in this lifetime.
The immortal intensity coursing through my veins has now passed to you, serenity. In my embrace, you too have become useless to the world of the dead. By my touch, you will live how you are now: the same age, the same physique, and the same appearance.
I see you placing your hands on your lovely face, stained with the coppery liquid of the others. The blood of your friends especially. You do look so beautiful. No one will ever have you as long as we're still here.
A growl escapes from me…I can't contain it any longer, since you're so lovely, from the inside out. The pendulum keeps ticking inside your head, doesn't it? You're arching your back, Serenity, sweet sweet Serenity, as my hands run all over you. Inside, I'm just holding back the beastly urge to rip your clothes off and pound into your sweet core. Now's not the time for that. I should have your approval first before that would commence. So far, you know that I killed your companions, but underneath the façade I know something you don't: you want me.
You think this is all just a nightmare, an illusion that will fade away soon. You're wrong. This is actuality, pretty Serenity. This is the true beauty of the world. This is beauty's punishment….
I.