Who Will Win His Heart?

To be so special.

Scarlet was in her Vixen suit, lying on the same rock her and Lincoln had fun on. Speaking of which, she remembered Lincoln saying just how perfect she was, which made her smile brightly. She would freely admit that was the best moment in her life. After all, he was the reason she wanted to be perfect.

Then she started remembering everything she did to become so perfect.

The years of learning everything, fighting, cooking, hunting, lying, cheating, manipulating, hacking, treating wounds, and that isn't even half of it. The lives she had taken from people saying she shouldn't push herself so much for one guy. The money she spent on supplies, such as workout equipment to become slender, a tool sharpener for her dagger, a tailor bench for her suit, and so on.

She pushed herself over the limit, day after day, trying her best to become perfect. The constant degrading from other people, the constant insults, people saying she can't do it, that she won't succeed.

~flashback~

Scarlet collapsed to her knees, panting heavily after running ten miles without stopping. She stayed here for about five minutes, trying to catch her breath. Then a girl came up to her, she could tell by the sound of their footsteps.

???: You're still at this? I thought we made it pretty clear that you will never be perfect.

Scarlet: You're *pant* wrong. I will be *pant perfect. I will not stop. *pant* I will become perfect for Lincoln.

???: This Lincoln kid is in Royal Woods Scarlet. We live far far away from them. Why would you try so hard to be perfect for somebody who you will never be with?

This snapped something in Scarlet, so she stopped panting and stood back up. She started walking towards the girl, who she had recognized as the Britney girl her age. They were both nine years old, but they were both as mature as a teenager.

Scarlet: I WILL be with him! I WILL be perfect for him! NOTHING will stop me! Not you, police, my father, bullies, and anybody! NOBODY will stop me!

Britney: Like you told me before before Scarlet, he got hit by a car and forgot about you. So he doesn't even love you. So-

Britney was cut off when Scarlet grabbed her throat tightly. Then she pulled out her dagger and held it at her side.

Scarlet: I know he doesn't remember me. I know he doesn't love me because he forgot about me. But I will make him love me. Whether he likes it or not.

Then Scarlet threw Britney to the ground and she started coughing while rubbing her throat.

Britney: Jesus Scarlet, what the heck is wrong with you! Are it some sort of Yandere?!

Scarlet: I will freely admit I am a Yandere, but the difference between me and a normal Yandere. Is that I play smart, and think everything through to the smallest detail. That's why I never loose at anything, because I play smart and I trick and manipulate people.

Britney: How?! And why would you do all of this for one little boy?!

Scarlet: I would explain this to you, but your parents need you back home. They said you shouldn't be at the park with me today.

Britney looked confused, then she said.

Britney: Your lying.

Scarlet: Oh yeah? Prove me wrong then.

Scarlet smirked because she knew her plan was working.

Britney: My parents don't even know I'm out here with you. I told them I was going to my best friends' house, so nice try Scarlet, but you can't trick me that easily.

Scarlet: Oh really? Because you just fell for one of my many tricks.

Scarlet walked over to Britney and whispered into her ear.

Scarlet: Nobody knows you are here with me, and they all think you are at your best friends' house. Meaning when I get rid of you, your best friend is going to get blamed.

Before Britney could react, Scarlet pushed the blade of the dagger into her neck while covering her mouth. She closed her eyes and went limp within seconds. Scarlet left the dagger in her neck, and she carried her to the nearby sandbox.

She buried her in there and made sure to wipe off the blood on her dagger on Britney's shirt.

Scarlet: I would have let you live for insulting me. But nobody insults my Lincoln by calling him a little boy.

Then she started running again, smiling at the thought of being perfect for Lincoln.

~present~

Scarlet smiled at the memory, and chuckled a little. Then she remembered the thousands of push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and miles she did, and everything she taught herself. She never workout to much, but just enough to become slender and have the perfect hour glass body figure.

She wanted to be perfect, she wouldn't accept anything less than that. She refused to be anything less than that. She only wanted the best for her Lincoln. If something wasn't right with him, she would make him tell her so she can fix it. If somebody ever hurt Lincoln, she would dispose of them.

Scarlet remembered a lot of everything she did, the hard workouts, the fighting, scheming, tricking, deceiving, manipulating, everything. She had become a professional criminal at the age of ten, and she worked from there to become perfect.

Then she remembered other stuff. The hard years she had to push herself through. The fear of getting any scars on her. The fear of looking to fat or weak. The days she starved herself to not look fat. The times she would kill people who insulted Lincoln.

She knew she was a dangerous person. The kind of person you would expect to be good, but is evil deep down. The have the face of an angel, but have the mind of a demon.

Scarlet would be perfect for Lincoln. It was her mission. She would make Lincoln happy forever. She would make Lincoln hers forever. Nothing would stop her. Not as long as she can still breath. Nothing will stop her, nothing. Lincoln would be hers...forever.