Crimson
Artemis looked over what happened the past few days. Her twin Onyx Riddle was dead, killed by her own mother nonetheless. Artemis had never hated that many people before but now, she felt a burning desire to slowly and painfully kill her to avenge my sister. Thinking that she opened her crimson eyes that were blazing with anger. Oh yes. Artemis would get her revenge on Lily Evans, because she was the Dark Lord's daughter.
She looked at the wreckage and tried to feel guilt from murdering two blocks of people. But unsurprisingly, she couldn't. All she felt was joy and had a sense of accomplishment. She stared at the blood on her hands. She could have killed the muggles with a wand but no. She loved seeing blood; she had a sort of sick obsession with it. She loved the color and the screams you heard when you cut someone. Her father's Death Eaters usually turn a delicate shade of green when she kills in front of them. But she knew not all adored the crimson liquid like she did.
Father had said yes. He had given her permission to exact revenge on the mudblood who was now a Potter. Many people said she was just like her mother, Bellatrix Lestrange. She took that as a compliment. Her eyes shone with excitement as she neared the Potter's house. The Death Eaters waiting for Artemis to come out cringed at Lily's screams.
Thirty minutes later, Artemis came out of the house looking very content. Not caring that her entire body was splattered with blood. The Death Eaters shuddered. Needless to say, none dared anger her.
Ah yes, revenge was sweet.