I would just stand there, her eyes would trail off and line up with my own, I would simply look at her. She was so weak looking, so pathetic, but there was more to it than that. I could tell that this girl was not as innocent as she seemed, darkness swirled around her. She was a sick and twisted outcast, that much was simple. She had no place in this world, none what so ever.

My hands clasp onto my handle of my weapon. Lifting it up out of the ground I would move it closer to her, pointing it at her chest I would trail downwards, my eyes reaming locked onto her own as I would place it on her inner right thigh, and with one light hearted tug I would make but one small slice on her flesh.

….You will not die, not yet anyway, first I want you to tell me the truth….why am I trapped here….

My eyes never leave her own, not for one second. As I would look at her my ears would stretch a fraction, becoming pointed also as in several seconds, several vital and most important seconds that pass my ears complete their growth and twitch and move on the top of my head. Snow white like his hair and his newly visible tail.

His red eyes would watch the wound on her leg, the crimson liquid dripping out and onto the snow white ground, staining and ruining it. I know that this woman has a play in this place, my instincts tell me this. I feel different, I feel funny, the angry inside me is uncontrollable, I just want to kill her so badly. To be trapped in here as long as I have and to have found the person that has seemingly done it, I just want what is mine, my freedom.

….Stop playing dumbly with me you fucking whore!….

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My confession…
My confession…

And I stand here, the pure white snow….tainted with the blood of a child.

Red, red blood…as red as her black eyes can shine. Much like his own.

The cut which was caused by this person before me was on purpose…he wants to hurt you, kill you, take everything away from you and put you into the darkness…I will not go there again!
Her eyes close, and she can hear her heart beat..

Thump;thump…thump;thump…..thump;thump………………….thump….thump……
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Silence….
And now…I can relax and my eyes open to see him once more, and the blood still runs down my skin…white against red, tainted and stained.
The snow seems to be getting thicker…don’t you agree…?

It falls faster and faster, and I take my first step towards him.
My attitude completely changed…

I am not a whore….i am not a witch…
I am a child….an innocent child who wants to be loved…

Her eyes tighten, her face much more…mature, than those few minutes ago.

” ….You wouldn’t want me to stop playing…”
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My right foot is raised up a fraction. I would simply grin, my long busy tail flickering behind me and my ears perked right upwards. Pointing out of my soft hair as I would slam my foot down into her chest knocking her back away from my. My teeth ache, they hurt like mad. All of them unknown to me, more sharp, more deadly, more canine, a fitting word as it would seem to anyone that was watching, that is what he was changing into, a canine.

….Now you seem to be acting like you should, show me your true colours….

I would speak in a low voice, my mouth almost numb with the pain as I stand there, my feet part, standing my ground firmly. The woman had spoken to me in a more darker tone than before. What exactly did she mean about playing with me. That is what pushed me other the edge, that is what caused me to hit her, to cause her more pain, to show her that I am in control here, and that I will get the answers that I seek.

….You stay on the ground, stay on all fours like the bitch you are, I know that you have kept me here, but for what purpose that is what I want to know….

I am not shocked at my actions, actually I justiceify them. I am a prisoner against my will and this woman is the cause. Of course I am going to beat her, rape her and then kill her. I have not seen a woman in so long and being who I am, a monster, a sinner, a dark crusader I will make this whore suffer ten times over for trapping me in this domain.
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I stand here convicted of witchery.
I stand here accused of change.

You’re no better than the others.
You kick and scream and demand your own way.
You push me to the ground and threaten of death.

How can you do that to me?
I have done nothing wrong. Is it wrong to want to play?
I am only a child…You cannot accuse a child…you can’t…

I’m back in the snow, kicked down once again like mother used to…
My hands in the red snow, its disgusting…the smell…the colour…

Everything should be white…pure white, like the snow.
The snow is innocent…like me.

Slowly, I push myself up, my head remaining low, my long black hair draping over my face; then, I flick my head back to look at him.

I will not be pushed down!
That damned stain on his lip is pissing me off, his arrogance, his lust.

Slowly she bends over, and her hands reach to the snow, she rubs them on the ice, wiping the blood from her hands that touched the red snow from where her leg was cut.
It still stung, but this was nothing.
Her hands begin to rise, like a marionette to command the strings; they stop mid way, her fingers stiff and red.

I’ve told you this once before can’t control me.
If you try to take me down you’re gonna break.

I stand alone.

With her hair back it was tossing in the wind, she looks like a frozen statue, waiting and the snow falls on her hair, on her body.
She smiles, such a sinister smile for someone so innocent, the dimples in her cheeks show and the tilt of her head suggests her playful side, her eyes are crazed, demonic, and playful.
Then…
Her lips part, to speak.

” …I wanted a play mate…and you happened to catch my fancy. “
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I would stand there, a shiver runs up my spine, something was not right with this whole situation, something just seems off, I cannot put my finger on it but something is indeed different, be it myself or the girl, I can nearly tell that something has changed in the passing seconds.

I would watch her, watching her lie there in the snow, like the dog she is, on the ground before her master, whimpering and sniffling in fear. She is such a sad sight right now, small weak and at his mercy. She will do as he commands and she will die here by his hands, he is just dragging it out, having fun with this whimpering child.

When her hair back was tossed in the wind, he would chuckle as she looks like a frozen statue, waiting and the snow falls on her hair, on her body. She looks so serious even thought she cannot do anything to defend herself. His new ears would flick back and fourth at the countless noises that echo in the forest, of all the souls that where unwilling changed and trapped in new more fitting forms to this wooding.

She smiles, such a sinister smile for someone so innocent, the dimples in her cheeks show and the tilt of her head suggests her playful side, her eyes are crazed, demonic, and playful. My red eyes would widen at this, truly something was odd and I would feel different, perhaps something is happening, that I have fallen into a trap.

….Do I look like a canine, a dog to you, I will not play with you, I will kill you !….
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” Oh, how you can try my sweet...but you are mine to play with now “

Her hands clench, and her knuckles white; then, they release and she raises her hands in the air.
It was bliss, time slowed and the beauty of the forest turned to hell, the trees twisted and the wind blew and pushed on our bodies. The delicacy that had been stained red was now furious, there were sharp branches ready to strike, they grew thorns.

The delicate snow that fell from the gray sky was carried away, and hit out sides.
The moon was to rise; she took a step forward and lowered her hand.

One after another, until she reached the face of her toy.
Her hand came to his cheek as she leaned in slowly, she caressed him; She will take care of him, that is, if he co-operates.

She whispered : ”You’re here to stay… “

Twisting and turning
My insides are burning

She was now, not the same little girl; her nails dig into his cheek, sharp, black nails pierce his skin…that white skin…
Skin that needs to be red.

With her hand to his face and her nails in his cheek she pushed his head away, the cut skin pulled from her claws.
She stands tall.

” Forever……. “
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What is this, why am I shacking, why am I trembling. My lip is quivering lightly, my legs shacking, like jelly almost. Why am I so afraid of this woman, why am I so terrified, there is something charming about her, but I know deep within my heart that she is evil. My red hues would widen as she would casually with little to no effort whisk over to me. Her soft hand would be placed on my check as I would tremble lightly, fear over taken me, my pride shattered as she got so close to me so quickly.

Why am I so afraid of her now.

She speaks to me now, her voice forever changing, she says that I am here to stay, with her, forever, something that I do not wish to happen. I would feel something brush behind me, long busy and soft, my new ears would flicker backwards as I would gulp lightly. She was not the same little girl I was kicking around seconds ago. Her nails are sharp. Like claws, like razors even.

What is she doing to me.

Then it would happen, her claws would dig into my face, my pale skin ripped open, the crimson liquid would pulse out as she would stand there and mutter to me forever. I would be frozen in my spot, to scared to move as I stare at her. I would feel something brush behind me once more, I shack again and my hand would move behind me and I would clasp onto the soft object.

….A tail….my tail……..what….

I would turn my head around and spot the white busy tail, my eyes would widen in horror yet I cannot scream out, the pain on my face is so much, the blood is flowing freely out of me, and now this, now I have a tail, what else has this bitch done to me, I would gulp lightly as I would shakily turn my head back around to stare at her.

….What have you done to me….
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And she’s a killer, and she’s a keeper.


I’m a blurry, in your vision
Was I just, a poor decision…

Cut me open, with precision
And we’ll finger, the incision…

Tell me what have I done…


Nothings del dulce del susurro.


Twisting and turning her insides are burning, like fire and passion she watches his river flow out to open winter.
Sing to me oh sweet child as you were once so high and mighty. Sitting atop your throne you beat down the weak and rape the women you claim heavenly glory…you are no prophecy!

One after the other, the snow hits and touches, it’s harmless she promises.
Flash after flash there is lightening, but from where, the sky is alive, the forest is waiting, whispering, run, oh please run for your life I want to chase you; it will make your suffering oh so sweet to my lips; your blood scent, your passion. That fear I passed to your eyes, to your shaking legs.
I want it all.

I will give you sanctuary!

Taking a count of one… two… three… four, I’m further away from you, still standing, the blood on my fingers, his skin under my nails. Sing to me my sweet and I will return to you with sweet nothings. I love you, I love you! Oh please believe me that I love you and would never hurt you purposely!

She turns, her back to the beast, she wants to hear him scream, scream for her forgiveness.

Don’t ever think I’m weak…

Snow flakes fall onto their cheeks, onto their hair…his ears.
He is so soft…he will become delicate...and obey to my rules…
This is my game, and I have chosen you.

Her eyes are wide and she looks to the sky, gray…and the snow touches her face, her hair falls under her, her white dress with a stain of red…her blood… that sweet, sweet word which she has only just learned.
Oh please come play with me.
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Everything has went blurry. I feel disorientated, everything is just so off. I do not know if it is the mental trauma of finding out you have a wolf’s tail, or the face that you are dealing someone that knows magic, or possibly even the loss of blood in several seconds. Everything is just off and for once in my life, once in my pathetic hell ridden existence, I am afraid.

I am scared of this woman

She would back away from me within seconds, just in fact as I went for the hilt of my sword again I would stumble forward, releasing my tail and letting it slump back behind me. She was fast and deadly. Using but her nails to slice open my face and cause me so much unwanted pain. Is this what it is like, to be the prey and not the predator, if it is then certainly I wish for it to end right away.

My lip would tremble as she would turn her back to me, I want to throw a rock, even my sword at her but I cannot, I am frozen where I stand, the snow hitting me harder and harder as I glare at her backside, wanting nothing more than to dig my hands into her flesh and tear her apart.

….What else have you done to me……….tell me………

I would speak to her once more as I would feel my brand new addition, my pointy furry ears flicker above my head, my eyes would widen once more as I can feel them twitching back and forward, poking out of my snow white hair. I would bite down onto my lower lip once more as I realised what else she has done to me.

….You bitch…..
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” Why do you keep fighting? “

It was causing him more and more pain to resist if only he would obey like the bitch he has become.
Then, oh maybe then would things have turned out differently.

But no…

This woman, this witch… she admired him. He stands so tall, even when his world crashes around him.

Those eyes, they screamed pain and fear for his life but he still held on strong. Perhaps it was time to change the game around. He was scared, for once…

” Take a look at yourself, you’re an animal! “

Justice is blind!, but I trust you, to never leave my presence, to play games with me everyday…

She turned, rather so spun round and round and round her new pet, her little red foot prints left behind. She was once again in control, her little white dress twirled with her as she happily danced in joy for this day.

Its been oh so long since she has had a new play mate.

“ stay___with – me, play____ with – me, For____ eter – nity… “ She would sing over and over again she she twirled and twirled.