Honto arigato for the reviews!
Devilsinn17- Arigato for the review! And I have been so excited for this revenge that I couldn't wait to update! Enjoy, and look forward to more :3
Gangnam Style X3- I'm not sure who killed the woman, but now I'm curious about it myself. Maybe it was a hobo? Or a desperate drug addict that stole her jewels for money? Or maybe she was the victim of a serial killer that targeted wealthy woman?! Who knows...Anyway, thank you for the review! Nomiko will die in the next chapter, and the twins will be just as amusing. Mwahahaha! I really can't wait for their lives to end, I think I built up so much hate for these characters that even I can't wait to kill them off. As for Gaara and Hinata, I can just imagine those girls faces as he pushes them aside. Walks up to Hinata and is all like, "I worship you, you beautiful creature of darkness." Haha, would be funny indeed. Anyhoo, missed you too buddy, and will update as soon as possible! XD
"Talk to myself, lie in the darkness so content.
As the sun begins to rise, I can barely shut my eyes.
This crazed, delirious mess; laughing at everything I see.
My sanity is spent. Just tell me where our time went.
I'm losing it."- Set it off, I'll sleep when I'm dead lyrics
CHAPTER SIX- TICK,TOCK,TICK,TOCK,DEATH IS COMING FOR YOU...
Hinata smirked as she stalked through the pristine grounds of the castle, blood sliding gently down her arm, stitches extending pale lips into a wicked grin. She was excited, just simply knowing that behind these majestic walls was her dear step mother and her twin brats, waiting like cattle for the slaughter. Did they think a building would keep her out? The guards? The prince? Hinata chuckled darkly-as if that would stop her, she had dreamed of this each and every night, once the clock had struck twelve, and now she would make sure those dark and twisted dreams would become a reality.
Oh how she could not wait to hear them scream and watch them bleed...
She loomed closer and the guards had stared in shock,looked at each other, then stood strong, their faces set and dangerous. It almost made her laugh aloud at their obvious front. She could see their fear, how their bodies remained tensed and aware of her presence, ready to spring into action. It made her feel giddy inside.
"Hellooo...I believe I have a party to get tooo!",Hinata sang wickedly, grinning through the ecstasy of what the night held in store for her. She could see their eyes widen in horror and the act only pleased her more. What fun...Why had she ever been ashamed in the first place?
The looks of shock became amplified, and they stood stronger, holding their weapons out.
" I'd like to see an invitation please."
A sweet smile passed her lips and Hinata nodded calmly,reaching behind her. A pale hand wrapped around what she had been looking for, the cold blade taken from the dead girl's chest digging into her slender hand, metal teeth biting down and drawing blood. Hmm- Should have grabbed the handle then...
Oh well.
Hinata drew the blade out slowly, the new blood from her palm dripping down her pale wrist. The guards looked at each other in shock, stepping back slightly and holding their weapons out in front of them. They still seemed to hesitate. Maybe because she was a woman? How curious...
Hinata grinned wickedly, placing her free hand gently on the shoulder of the guard to her left, tilting her head to the side in mock innocence. She chuckled softly...
"Do you want to find out...what happens...when people...stand in my way?", the pale girl dragged out the words in a soft and soothing voice, her smirk slowly fading.
His eyes were wide in fear as she slowly brought his arm forward, tugging the sleeve back with a deceiving gentleness.
"Oi! What do you think you are doing?!", the other guard had demanded, aiming his katana at her face. She ignored him, still locking her gaze with the one in front of her. He seemed frozen at the sight of her lavender eyes which had been cold and blank, contrasting with the ripped smile that adorned her cheeks.
"Well...since you don't seem to have an answer- I guess i'll have to show you!"
Hinata slammed the knife into his arm, carving delicately yet brutally as she dug into his flesh, slicing out the dark blue veins in his arm. The other guard just stood in horror-that shows the quality of protection here, really. Then again the two did look rather young, a first time job maybe?
The guard had run away, dropping his katana to the ground and ignoring his partners shrill screams of pain as he cradled his bleeding arm to his chest. The red practically flowed like a waterfall and the sight sent Hinata into a fit of girlish giggles.
She pulled out a needle skillfully and smoothly, the way in which a butcher may select a knife for the slaughter, yet with a more delicate air to it. Hinata brought up his face,so that his fearful brown eyes were in line with her own, and gave him one last wicked grin...
She slammed the needle into his eye, ripping it down to tear at the soft flesh, watching his choked screams of pain in absolute delight. He had gone limp, overwhelmed at how much it hurt.
"Shhh...shhh", Hinata cooed softly , cradling his face in her blood stained hand as his mutilated eye profusely bled at the damage. He whimpered, already weak and dizzy from the blood loss from his arm. The guard barely twitched as she smoothly slid the needle into his other eye, all the way in, before plucking the thing right out.
It dropped to the floor, slippery and wet with red, and she gazed into his empty socket with curious fascination before plunging the knife into his throat. Hot blood pouring from his neck,choking on the liquid as vocal cords slid out onto the pristine white floor at his feet.
She slid a hand into his mouth, reaching up into his throat, fingers wrapping around the still warm tongue, before pulling it out. The mans body dropped to the ground, his blood pooling and spreading easily around him.
The pale girl grinned wickedly, throwing the bloody tongue straight onto the dead guard's face.
"Take this as my invitation", She said sweetly, stalking through the doors in eager anticipation.
Only a few minutes till midnight...
The clock hands ticked in the ballroom,unbeknownst to the guests that it counted down the seconds until horror struck. Tick tock, tick tock, the chimes of death rang through Hinata's head as she peered through a door to the side, watching the people as they danced and mingled so merrily, smirking at others in less expensive dresses and scowling at those richer than them. Elegance and jewels filled the rooms, the woman lined up to meet the princes looking like expensive painted dolls.
How she wished to paint them all red...
The blood was slowly drying fro the kill, the sounds of guards storming the hallways echoing through her ears, and she smirked. The guard that ran away had gone straight to the others, told them that a 'psycho' was on the loose. Well...she supposed she was different, but psycho...that was a bit too harsh.
After all she did have a valid reason, the bitch and her offspring would die tonight, and the guards had simply been in her way of making that happen. The poor fool..
Her eyes darted around, catching sight of an imposing figure surrounded by a crowd. The prince stood on a podium near the front, young girls from the ball swarming him in anticipation...and yes, there they were. Her wonderful sisters throwing themselves upon him in desperation, hoping to be his bed warmer for the night. The prince looked strange though, his eyes constantly scanning the room almost as urgently as the girls were throwing themselves at him.
Probably trying to find the prettiest one in the room...
Hinata scoffed and moved her attention to another figure she had caught sight of, one she had been simply dying to see tonight, her dear stepmother dressed in red. The woman sat in the corner, pale and silent, looking around almost as avidly as the prince, her eyes rimmed with fear, her arms shaking slightly. Hinata almost began to salivate at the sight, her hand twitching towards the knife. Oh how desperately she ached to just carve such pretty pictures into that sickening flesh..
Almost time...
Besides, she enjoyed seeing Nomiko petrified with fear, knowing what was to come. She probably heard the guards then... realizing that no, they had not been able to stop her.
The pale girl chuckled to herself. How selfish, not telling her daughters. Keeping it to herself and thinking they'd be safe within these walls. Idiot. Hinata couldn't believe she had ever let that wretched woman lay a finger on her...Her fingertips dug into the knife in anger, a burst of rage ripping through her skinny frame, before dying down to a simmering hatred within the confines of her mind, one word calming her down.
Revenge...
Tick tock, tick tock, death is coming for you...
Gaara had searched for the magnificent woman he had glimpsed through the window, her stitches clear in his mind, her wicked grin etched into his eyelids, his green eyes scanning desperately through the sea of overly dressed individuals...and yet, the only women he saw were these...things that surrounded him.
None of them had the long flowing black hair she had, nor the white kimono stained with blood. He was being to think she had just been a wondrous figment of his imagination, but he desperately wished to see her.
These women around him...they could throw themselves as hard as they could, giggle as loudly as they wanted, but none of them could possibly capture his attention with the beautiful creature taking up his mind. His eyes glanced up to the clock, ten seconds till midnight...
Nine.
The door creaked open at the back of the room, but he saw.
Eight.
She slid through, ever intoxicating. Only she could make those delicate needles look like a torture device...
Seven.
No one could wear blood like her...
Six.
The deathly pale creature slipped through the crowds, heads turning as she went. She ignored all their screams of terror with a wicked grin plastered across her face.
Five.
The knife in her hand was revealed, stained in crimson life, more people saw...
Four.
A woman at the back of the room looked up in dread and overwhelming terror...
Three.
The room fell silent as they stared at the ruby blade. Gaara couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene, and her...
Two.
The pale girl grinned, her lavender eyes alight with giddy excitement as she stared at the fearful woman who had backed away against the wall, shaking. So close...
One.
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AN: Nomiko will die in the next chapter, FINALLY!
I'm practically twitching to write her death, and as for those twins...well, just look forward to more I guess.
Anyhoo, review, and constructive criticism only! ^.^
Miyuki xx