Jul 08, 2007 21:23
The taste of triumph
It was bitter. After the fifth step, Bill collapsed on the grass, dead. The Bride was standing over Bill's corpse and looked down at her one time lover. Her greatest enemy. It was the moment she was planning for one year. The moment of their great showdown.
During the path of her bloody revenge, the Bride envisioned this moment countless times. Each time she killed one of the DIVAS, she was savoring the taste of her victory, the anticipation as she got closer and closer to Bill.
And now, she was there. Bill was dead. All the DIVAS were dead. Her revenge was fulfilled, still there was no joy, no triumph, not even relief just that bitter, metallic taste in her mouth. The same she felt long time ago, in China, when Pai Mei made her eat the rat's heart.
Bitter and salt. The Bride wiped her tears away with angry movement and turned away. She had her revenge on Bill and still, somehow Bill managed to spoil the moment.
The bastard.
Muse: Beatrix Kiddo aka the Bride
Fandom: Kill Bill
Words: 180
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