Title: A Struggling Puppet
Description: Response to Unrequited Death by AliasOfWestGate
Disclaimers: Copyright© By Kazuya Minekura
Author's Note: A Challenge from Alias... The rest is history...
I'm down and beaten and soaking in my own blood bath, lying on both palms of my hands. My lab coat continues to drench in the red paint on the icy floors. I grinned back at you, with the same smile that never seem to wash off from my face. Your eyes gleamed back with hatred and anger, yet it amuses me so as I watch you. My precious bunny doll leers at you from the ground, not far from me.
My glasses have been shattered, but it does not matter. I longer have no use for them anyhow. I continue to smile, as you grab me from my collar striking me across the face. Is that what you got? I'm sure you could do much better than that, my precious thing. I have been toying with you ever since the day we've met; yet you have provoked me too many times to get yourself into such trouble and therefore you pay the price. Have you not yet learned anything?
I struggle to get up, yet you through another punch, but this time to my stomach as I fall to the floor once again. To tell you the truth my prince, you are like no other. Your loyalty and kindness is your downfall. I'm sure you knew that if you haven't already? But a creature as stubborn as you... I'm sure you will one day you'll figure out. Ah... Those who you love the most, but what about them? They cannot save you and neither can you save yourself from what's left. No matter what no one can interfere with my plans and from what I have in store for you.
My figure lies on the ground still seething in the red substance flowing out from the cuts in the veins of my body. I waited for you to continue to finish for what you have started. So why are you holding back? There's certainly no need for that, is there? I observed as you broke into tears. Even though such innocence cannot be mend. A simple mind such as yours is too easily to be mingled with. But my dear prince it is not the game that matters, but its how the game is being played.
I scuffled off the cold floor as I begin to stand onto my two feet. I stumbled towards my precious bunny doll as picked it back up with my good hand. I viciously smiled back at the doll with glee. I then place the stuffed toy into the pockets of my blooded jacket as it peered out from the side with its endlessly expressionless smiles. I can feel my own blood continuously to sweat through the cuts and bruises as it slides down the side of my face, yet I do not mind. I prodded my way towards your direction, where you have sank to the ground. I take you by the chin as I menacingly mock you with my smile.
"You are still mine, daiji na mono"
You are still my puppet.
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