Payton felt another violent shiver run through her body. It was so strong it almost hurt. Her matted blonde hair covers her eyes, once a deep blue but now grey and dead.
Culzean curled up in the corner, giggling like no one ever had. It was so different it almost seemed as if it was from a different planet. Her caramel curls bounced in time with her otherworldly laughter, and her sea-green orbs where lit up with madness.
Lucy kept screaming bloody murder, sending even more unbelievably powerful tremors through Payton's very being. She tugs at her almost platinum blond hair, her ice blue eyes shimmering with tears
Heather just ran around, mindlessly and insanely smacking into the walls surrounding the girls. Her blue eyes wide and flitting every which way.
"I am a weapon of mass destruction. Kill. Must kill. Only kill. Love blood. Must see blood. Only see blood. Murder. Murder. Murder. Murder," Was on repeat under Heather's breath as she ran into several different blocks of bricks and plaster, the impact not having a single effect on her speech patterns, but sent her hair, blood red as her obsession, flying around her with every horrible thud.
Culzean's giggles escalated into disgusting, gut-wrenching, sickening laughter, loudly vibrating off of the walls.
Cecilia was scratching at the wooden floor, carving light marks into it little by little with horrible screeching noises, staining her nails with splits and cracks and splints of wood and her own blood. She had rubbed her fingers raw, creating a shrill scraping noise over and over and over and over to add effect. The horrible sound amounted only to sharpened forks rubbing against fine china.
Lucy screamed vehemently again, digging her, what used to be baby soft but what were now cracked and blistered, palms into her eyes, causing the black she saw behind her eyelids to shower with color.
Payton started to shake even wilder, it becoming even more visible than before, appearing as if she was vibrating.
The scratches and the giggles and the screams and the shivers became worse with every thump, thump, thump of Heather's body against the walls and every body chilling whisper, whisper, whisper that erupted from her dry throat. Thump. Whisper. Thump. Whisper. Thump. Whisper.
"Kill. Must kill. Blood. Red. Paint it red. Paint everything red. Paint everyone red."
A/N whaaaaaaaaaaat? How did this happen? Well you'll have to wait to find out because I'm telling this story out of order! It'll at make sense at the end don't worry! I'll get another chapter out today hopefully! The Soul Eater gang will appear in the next chapter!
beta: やあ、やりまん！ はは。。。バカ。。。 :）