Disclaimer: I do not own :(
Warnings: Gore, Insanity
AN: yeah...i wrote this to cheer my best friend up after she got some bad news. She loves Namine and hates Kairi so...this was what I came up with :') no planning happened at all and It was just plain "write what I feel like" so there will be bits that make no sence.
Don't read if you have a weak stomach.
Namine glared at the redhead beneath her slippered foot, forcing the said limb further into Kairi's face. Her cheek pushed awkwardly towards her eyes and nose. Using her foot to turn her head, she stomped hard on her other half's face, a successful crack as her nose broke under the force.
The pink-dressed girl screamed in agony, writhing around trying to get the blonde girl away from her.
Kairi shouldn't have hurt Roxas, if she hadn't, none of this would be happening. But Namine had to get her revenge. No-one hurt her Roxas. He made her feel like someone, like she had a purpose, not just a useless Nobody.
She yanked the girl up by her red hair, screaming in her face before smashing the "flawless" face into the brick wall. Destroying it beyond recognition. Then, Namine slowly drew a knife, and knelt beside the now unconscious teenager.
She slashed and slashed at the girl, her insides pouring out of the wounds, blood squirting out and covering the blonde's pale cheeks. Namine felt nothing as dark red blood covered her white dress, forever staining it. Nothing as her other half's light faded. Nothing as her other half died.
She smirked as she watched the traitorous girl bleed, it pouring from her eyes, her lips, her ears and nose. Blood covered her. Soon she was just a heap of blood and torn flesh. No sign of the girl she once was.
The blonde leant down, and bit into the cold flesh. She began to chew and swallow, slowly ingesting the carcass. Her eyes were wide and dialated with insanity.
A boy with darker blonde hair wearing a black organization cloak just watched on, his heavily gelled hair shadowing his eyes, a smirk set on his lips.