A short Anti-Hanako fic (Although I do love her)
Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 6:22 pm
Hanako Ikezawa had never expected that Hisao would actually fill her cup with gasoline instead of tea. Yet it happened.
"AGGGGGHH!!!" Lurching forward, Hanako tightly clutched her burning throat as she puked on the carpeted floor. Hisao was standing over her, a maniacal sneer evident on his lips. Just as Hanako began to heave again, Hisao immediately smashed his knee into her stomach, sending her sprawling to the ground. Hanako was drenched in a mixture of gasoline and her own vomit. Big, salty tears were pouring down her pale face as she laid there, twitching violently.
"...Why...are you doing this...?" the purple-haired girl whispered, afraid for her very life.
Hisao reached into his back pocket, and unsheathed a cigarette lighter. "Because...I don't like you."
"Ahh...ahh..." Hanako tried to push herself back to a stand, so she could run away, Hisao kicked her down and flicked on the lighter. Hanako's eyes grew wide with fright, and that only made Hisao's malice become even more evident. Hisao slowly brought the tiny flame closer to Hanako's face. Hanako opened her mouth to scream...and Hisao then shoved the lighter right into her throat.
Hisao took a few steps back. "See ya, Hanako-chan."
A few seconds later, Hanako's entire body burst into flames. The gasoline in her throat was ignited, spreading all throughout her system, and her organs began to roast in the intense heat. Blood spewed from open pores, bursts of flames erupted out of her eye sockets, and her muscle tissue melted right off the bone. Her hair fell apart, and her clothes only strengthened the power of the flames. She tried to scream out, to plea for help, but her throat had been ripped apart by the heat so badly that she spat up a huge wad of blood and digestive acid instead of words. Soon, she collapsed backwards and ceased to move.
Hisao just stood there and watched apathetically.
'Hmm...I should have brought some marshmallows...' he realized, cursing under his breath for having forgotten something so essential.
"AGGGGGHH!!!" Lurching forward, Hanako tightly clutched her burning throat as she puked on the carpeted floor. Hisao was standing over her, a maniacal sneer evident on his lips. Just as Hanako began to heave again, Hisao immediately smashed his knee into her stomach, sending her sprawling to the ground. Hanako was drenched in a mixture of gasoline and her own vomit. Big, salty tears were pouring down her pale face as she laid there, twitching violently.
"...Why...are you doing this...?" the purple-haired girl whispered, afraid for her very life.
Hisao reached into his back pocket, and unsheathed a cigarette lighter. "Because...I don't like you."
"Ahh...ahh..." Hanako tried to push herself back to a stand, so she could run away, Hisao kicked her down and flicked on the lighter. Hanako's eyes grew wide with fright, and that only made Hisao's malice become even more evident. Hisao slowly brought the tiny flame closer to Hanako's face. Hanako opened her mouth to scream...and Hisao then shoved the lighter right into her throat.
Hisao took a few steps back. "See ya, Hanako-chan."
A few seconds later, Hanako's entire body burst into flames. The gasoline in her throat was ignited, spreading all throughout her system, and her organs began to roast in the intense heat. Blood spewed from open pores, bursts of flames erupted out of her eye sockets, and her muscle tissue melted right off the bone. Her hair fell apart, and her clothes only strengthened the power of the flames. She tried to scream out, to plea for help, but her throat had been ripped apart by the heat so badly that she spat up a huge wad of blood and digestive acid instead of words. Soon, she collapsed backwards and ceased to move.
Hisao just stood there and watched apathetically.
'Hmm...I should have brought some marshmallows...' he realized, cursing under his breath for having forgotten something so essential.