(Rose)
It had learnt to talk with me.
It had learnt to hide its power in order to survive, from Blume, incredibly well in fact.
But now, it no longer needed to keep the mask on. Ogre uncovered itself and blew us away, scaring us both to death.
The monster had come for me. The dark silhouette blew us away in a single step against us. We crashed in the field, dozens of metres away.
As I was standing back up, trembling, I saw the giant and dark body walking toward us. We were just a rat to this thing. A rat that almost killed it...
She wanted revenge I could only assume. That torture was only her greeting...
Now she was crouching in front of us as we stood paralysed in fear.
O - Where did your will go? You don't want to kill me anymore now that I don't look like her?
We don't reply. She yells at us. I fall on my behind. She's playing with her prey... We're powerless against her.
She suddenly shrinks back to a human body. The Dark Blue. She comes closer and sticks out her tongue.
O - Would you rather want me to lick you again?
That's how it kept track of us since we left? A smell?
R - Smell...
O - That's right. Yours. I will never forget it. You understand, right?
Blume suddenly tries to pierce its heart. The ribbon suddenly stretches and goes like an arrow through her chest.
Ogre rips the ribbon away and it dissolved suddenly against her. She doesn't even mind that.
O - I enjoy killing the same way you do. The same way you killed me as I was about to eat you... I wouldn't let you go for ever after that.
B - Don't tell me you love her...
O - Oh but I do in a way, a very different way than you little flower. And I would have let her enjoy herself strangling me or ripping me apart as a matter of thanks.
She leans over me, defenceless.
O - I could be your ideal lover. I know you're excited deep down. I know it.
R - Ah... Then... Then, you're not going to kill us?
She chuckles. She laughs.
O - What if I said, either you kill me the way you enjoy it the most, or else I will kill you the way I enjoy it the most? What would you say then? Still want to keep that pointless ideal of yourself? I will shred you both apart. You won't poison me with a candy again. So, what's your choice?
I don't reply. I don't know.
O - Would you prefer if I promised to hunt down and kill those two friends of yours that live somewhere around?
R - No! Don't! But... Why do you want me to kill you?
O - Oh but you won't truly. You can't. But I want you to do it, to admit it. To embrace that we're the same. Come on, you can enjoy it as much as you want even.
O - I want to feel your guilt and despair as you cast your last shreds of humanity away. I want you to embrace that you've become like us. No, what you truly are. Then maybe my urge to rip your guts out and tear you apart will cease. See? I'm like you. I have both the strong desires to love you and kill you, sister. So what will it be?
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Strangling someone who looks like you reminds me of you and is torture to me. I can't put any strength in my fingers and it shreds me.
Strangling somehow has a stronger sexual meaning to me than it should. I'm horrified. I can't move. I give up. Blume is crying with me, sharing my sorrow and fear.
Ogre pushes me back and begins to strangle me instead, a joyful smile on her face.
I'm choking. I'm trying to breathe and to get free.
She only shushes me. I'm panicking.
Blume gets wild and attacks her again. She loses most of her flowers, trying to push her away, but manages to loosen her grip. I can crawl away and inhale.
O - You should have known there wouldn't be any happy ending for you the moment you first set foot on my territory. If you don't want to admit the truth, one of us has to die today!
I cough and try painfully to crawl away.
R -Why... Why not another day? Why not leaving us and just go on living?
Her hand grabs my neck again. She pushes me down.
O - I don't lie to myself my desires. And I want you dead at least as much as I enjoy seeing you suffer over your identity.
She begins to strangle me again.
All is lost.
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I fight back. I strangle her as well. We're chocking each other in a comical competition.
I will fight to the death no matter how grim the situation is.
No matter how hopeless I am...
I'm waking up. And burying my fingers inside her supple neck.
Blume is helping me from within. I'm getting stronger, I'm crushing her.
We roll over somehow. She laughs and her voice gets trapped inside her throat.
We try to kill each other slowly like that for a long time. A very long time. We roll around sometimes.
It may look like we're playing. She sometimes laughs or seems to draw some pleasure out of it. I try not to. I try to focus.
It goes on weirdly, for hours perhaps. I'm getting exhausted. Blume is moving my arms for me.
I'm about to pass out. The time of play is over.
She rips what's left of Blume out of my chest as if she was tearing my clothes off.
I know she's not dead, but it hurts in more ways than one.
Ogre is lifting me up, holding me by the neck. I can't fight back anymore. Nothing can wound her.
I feel a sharp pain surge in my back as she breaks my spine with her hands. I can't move anymore and hardly breathe.
She smiles sharply. No last words.
Her hands get a hold onto my head. I feel the pressure hurting me like a growing headache. It becomes unbearable.
My head is suddenly crushed between her hands.
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(Blume)
Her head was turned into a stream of mud between the Ogre's hands.
The body twitched and fell lifeless. It twitched another time.
The ogre looked satisfied and sighed with a smile of contempt.
She made a small movement with a hand, and the corpse began to burn. The flames grew rapidly over Rose.
The Ogre remained in human form for a while longer, as it began walking away.
Then, night fell.
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