a note :This is me, atempting to do something dark. Atempting being the key word here, folks.
I'm not very proud of this. Just something I did while I was bored...
Scratch,scratch,scratch.
That is the sound of her pencil sweeping across the paper.
Itch,itch,itch
That is the sound of her
captorloversuperior
letting her feel
(because she is devoid of feeling and emotion, he promises to let her experience something --horriblepainfulscary-- new)
And she is thankfull, because the pain
is good.
He leans down, a gloved hand on her shoulder and purrs;
"I'm here for you."
She shudders, shoulder shaking, because she knows,sheknowhedoesn'tmeanit
But she smiles, and says:
"Whatever you say."
In two days, her prince will arrive, and she will be freed from
his chains.
This is good news, she thinks. However, the
Graceful Assassin
thinks differently. So, one day, he comes to her again,
smiling a different smile.
His grip is not a comforting one, oh no, he isn't wearing his gloves today.
(she can feel his fingernails dig into her skin)
He is holding her possessively.
Larxene is talking to Axel.
Axel is far too busy flirting with Larxene
to notice her pain.
She is
all his now. And no one
(willever)care.
"Little girl,"
his voice is so harsh
that she shudders
and wants to run away.
"You must know this..."
She can hear a
whooshing
sound.
Axel and Larxene have left.
Now it is only Namine
and
her
l
o
v
e
r
"When you're dear Prince comes for you,"
She gasps
because now she feels the pain
again.
Blood is racing down her shoulder
whyareyoudoingthis??
sheishurting!!
don'tyoucare?!
"You will ONLY shatter his precious memories,"
Namine does not like what is going on
nononono
She does not like the pain
not anymore
because now
she knows that
he really doesn't care for her safety.
And Namine thinks...
when this is over...
"Because, silly witch," (hesoundslikeasnake)
when Sora is his puppet...
when she is no longer needed...
will he keep her?
or...
willheKILLher??
"You're MiNE,"
and now she is crying
he is holding her down
justlikealways
and she is reliving
those horrid nightmares
that he
gave
her.
Pain.
Blood.
Laughter.
Screaming.
Pain.
Pain.
Screaming.
Bloodbloodblood.
"Such sweet music you make, Witch," (theworldisgoingblackagain)
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
Screamingscreamingscreaminglaughterbloodpainbloodlaughter.
SiLENCE
Itch...
Itch...
itch.
andnowit'sover.