TITLE; "Death Note"
AUTHOR; chibi aku XP / freaks_freecss
DISCLAIMER; look at my name, does it say "Yoshihiro Togashi"? no? then do the math einstein, i own nothing so don't persicuteme - am just a crazy, coffee-hyped irish girl who was let loose behind a key board.
AUTHORS NOTE; this poemfic is about Killua doing assassin work when he was younger- contains graphic details of death. Don't like then don't read.
soft warm skin,
with the faint feel of a pulse beneath it
sliced with a razor-sharp claw.
The skin is split,
with a faint gurgle
red coloured life comes bubbling forth
spilling overhis killers long thin arms
which gag his mouth,
muffeling his screams
and tainting his murders clothes with a brilliant scarlet.
More and more, the river of crimson comes.
drift to the never-ending sleep.
His last sight-
skin as pale as a ghost,
hair as white as snow
and eyes like the devil himself.
Eyes that had seen the darkest reaches of hell itself.
Then, he sees nothing.
The assassin stares at his handiwork;
The soft breathing stops.
The chest no longer rises and falls.
Lips as white as snow.
Skin as clammy and cold as the death in which he now resides.
Glazed and glassy eyes no can longer see
the cruel world he has left behind.
The assassin looks down at his bloody hands-
his nose filled with bloods sharp, metallic stench.
Everywhere he looks- red.
The colour of his trade,
the colour that has haunted him in his dreams
along with those glazed and glassy eyes,
those tortured, pleading screams.
wiiiiiiiiii!!!! ok, why the hell did i write that?! God only knows!! XP after the disaster which was my fist ever fanfic, "Lemonade", i decided i wanted to write somthing a little more seroius!! feel very free to review- flames VERY welcome also!!. If for whatever reason you can't post comments just send them to me at email@example.com Now, enough with the talking and make with the reviews!!!! (Or flames...which are also welcome!!) ^^