The metal of a keyblade ripped right through her, smashing bones and crushing internal organs into a mash of nothing but unnoticeable red flesh. She let out a scream, or tried to. Her lungs were already torn apart. The pain was too much…
She fell to the ground, hard. The dirt and cement adding to her already overwhelming pain. Fresh blood dripped down her white uniform top and onto the ground. The crimson liquid formed a puddle under her. She tried to breathe, only to have blood flow out of her mouth and down the sides of her face.
Then she heard a laugh. A twisted, evil laugh from right above her. She looked up at her killer…
"Oh Namine," the killer started. "if only you could see your face right now… I bet even HE wouldn't like it. And HE always thought you had a pretty face too." She said, letting out another evil giggle.
All the blonde could do was struggle to try to breathe. At this point her vision was begining to darken.
"That face HE loved so much, I'd like to smash!" the killer said, kicking Namine in the side harshly. All Namine could do was let tears out, no sobs.
The killer just laughed, almost insane. "I love this face much better." She said.
Namine's vision dimmed until everything was a shadows, moving shadows.
"Don't worry Namine, I'll take good care of HIM" the killer continued, pushing the keyblade in the blonde's chest all the way through. More blood spilled onto the cement, making the puddle of scarlet larger.
Namine finally choked out "Why? I thought-"
The killer laughed. "That we were friends? I only put up with you because you were always with HIM."
"But… But Xion… I t..trusted… you….." was all Namine could say before her life finally faded, unable to handle the pain.
Xion smirked. "You can trust me to take care of Roxas"
I felt like killing Namine!