A/N: Yay, Chapter 3.
And Eruantale, glad I fooled ya. ^__^
"And I end my turn with Fissure [1]. I'm taking out your weakest but most precious first."
Yugi frowned, brows scrunched together, contemplating his lose, "Good move."
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Closer she came, brown hair bobbing behind her as she danced her way down the street. I could tell from her jaunty step that her audition had gone well.
She turned off the main road for the shortcut for home. How predictable. Didn't your mother tell you not to walk down dark alleyways, especially one with an awaiting audience?
I felt her fear as I tackled her to the ground from behind, a yell of surprise quickly subdued when I smashed her face into the rough pavement. She started sobbing from the scraped nose and bruise to her forehead. Seeing her tremble involuntarily, I allowed myself a curt laugh. I imagined her pupils to widen, like a poor frightened deer caught in the headlight of a speeding motorbike.
Reluctantly, I grabbed her shoulders and slammed her against a crumbling brick wall, aware that my gloating could not continue while she gathered her scattered wits. She didn't even bother shielding herself from contact, and her body flopped uselessly upon the littered ground.
Didn't even put up a fight. I would have liked to see her suffer more, but as much as I would have loved to see the realisation upon her face and for her to kick herself for not trusting in her instincts about me, I couldn't risk her screams. I still had much to accomplish.
Yes, I had it all planned out, meticulously. Kind of like duelling. Strategy is the key. Psychology is half the game.
Staring at her pitiful face, I could control my resentment no longer. Wielding the highly polished dagger, I carefully fashioned a diagonal cross to complement her miserable existence, starting right between the eyebrows, slanting away from the bridge of the petite nose, and ending just framing the lips.
I avoided the delicate skin of the eyelids, because I did not want her vision to be impaired. I wanted her to be able to stare in the mirror, and hate the one who brought this onto her! The blade bit deep into her flesh, leaving abyssal gauges, and fresh crimson blood collecting round her left ear. No longer annoyingly perky and sweet.
I wiped the dagger clean, and stood, admiring my work of art. My face relaxed, and I could finally tilt back my head and laugh, to my heart's content.
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[1] Fissure – Destroy one of your opponent's face up monsters with lowest ATK.
