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As if a map had been painted onto the snow white skin, veins as blue as an ocean could be seen, branching this way and that, like a detailed map of an underground, easy to read and plain to see. Fingers as cold as ice, they were bent and stiff as if struck by rigor mortis. The cerulean blue eyes were dim and drained of colour; dark, heavy eyelids had failed to close, long, thick eyelashes failed to keep the dust and dirt from penetrating his orbs of blue. Tongue hung limply from the mouth, grazing a white cheek, a stream of blood made it's way out of the jaws, trailing down the chaste lips and down the neck and onto a white shirt. Once crisp and clean, now torn and crumpled, buttons were ripped off leaving frayed pieces of thread. The shirt flailed in the wind, like wet clothes on a clothes line, flapping helplessly. The open shirt revealed a once white, toned and muscular body. That body was no more.
Deep claw marks made their way from the collarbone to the pelvis, flesh and bone could be seen through the open gashes and a black liquid fizzed and bubbled on top of a broken rib that was sticking out of the body's side. A hole the size of a fist was located where the stomach should've been, however the stomach was stretched and pulled from within the body and it now snaked along the cold, soaked, brick paving. A river of blood gushed out of the wound and flowed down the body's side, it cascaded down and onto the pavement like a water fall. The red horses galloped down the valley of cracks in the pavement, twisting and turning, left and right they raced. The horses attacked the sides of the valley and exploded out over the sides and onto the smooth brick. Battalion met battalion and formed one body of red which surged and spread over the battlefield.
The blood surged and attacked a pair of grazed and bruised legs, her shoes were blood-logged and her skirt was torn and spots of blood were scattered all over the fabric like a painter flicking point from a brush onto a canvas. Her silver eyes were flickering, the colour constantly changing from silver, gold and then dark red. Tears constantly fell down her cheek and onto the lifeless figure; thick, transparent beads of water fell onto the body's eyes and nose. Her lips trembled and her canines were lodged deep into her lip, beads of blood slowly filled her mouth. She raised her shaky arms and pounded the body's unmoving chest. Hit after hit, putting more and more force onto its chest, desperately trying to restart an un-beating heart. She wailed and moaned, whispered and cried his name. Yet nothing. He didn't move. Didn't twitch. He was Lifeless.
"RIN! RIN! WAKE UP! Rin please… R-Ri-Rin please… p-please wake up...!"
She fell onto his blood stained, rain soaked chest and cried.
DUN DUN DUUUUUU! ;) hope you liked it. favourite subscribe and review :D