Special Omega

Red, white, and blue. When you hear those colors, what do you think of? The flag? Well, you know what I think of when I hear those colors? Let me enlighten you.

Red for the blood pooling out of her, white for the the pure white snow getting stained with the blood, and blue for the way her lips slowly turned blue.

Remember how you smirked down at her? Remember how you felt satisfaction at killing her? She was an innocent girl. A girl who fell in love with you and for a short period of time, a girl that you at one point in your life, loved.

So, how do I know about this? Because, that girl you killed, that's me. And I'm back from the dead.

You're in for a ride.

Cause it's payback time.