[i]Think of the devil...[/i]

One impunctual daughter is heard and [b]felt[/b]; joining the motionless murderess in this sweltering, razing, crackling room as if the question summoned them. Oh, the [i]ache[/i] of hunger at another heaping helping of fresh, flavory [b]life[/b]...

She doesn't [b]know[/b] it's Kisaragi... but who else would dare brave the blaze? Who would forsake all safety and ascend into hell to hunt a demon?

Yes, they must be Wutai's hopeful heroine: the [i]White Rose[/i] unknowingly come to attend her own shattering in witnessing the lacerating loss of the man who matters most! What a poetic prelude to their own fateful death; a destiny at work long before Yufi set foot within the smoldering walls and a climax to a horror patient in its pacing.

A [i]cool[/i], shivery sweat; the rushing high of adrenaline; prickly goosebumps! How [b]tantalizing[/b] a prospect it is to [i]drink[/i] the youthful Yufi! They will surely lead her to Cloud Strife and his merry band… to the [i]tall[/i], [b]dark[/b] and dashing Sephiroth!

What heartfelt heat from [i]that name[/i] and the thought of making him smile...

She grins with all those sparkly teeth, blinking blissfully betwixt her smoked spell of internal, contemplative romance as thoughts swim:

[i]Oh, Sephiroth...

To be [b]near[/b] you… at your side; to behold--to witness--your majesty and grace with words and with style and with [b]that sword[/b]; to breathe your manly, robust, heavenly cologne: a scent worthy of my [b]champion[/b] to apply as redolence…

To hear [b]that voice...[/b]

To listen to the poetry of your story: your parents and your upbringing and your motives and your loves and your likes and your peeves and your hates and your regrets and your wishes; your turn-ons and offs and whatever else machinates in that mysterious mind!

Until then… and before we meet…

I will [b]kill[/b] Yufi Kisaragi.[/i]

She loosens her jaw and with it her prize;  Godo sloughs off her sinister shoulder, grazing the arm in frontal sprawl with a heavy, dead thud.

Her unseen tongue extends to lick those fangs clean, overwriting them with smaller, perfect pearly whites worthy of a toothpaste commercial before retracting so she may close widely smiling lips.

Then she thinks: 

[i]How, I wonder, would [b]you[/b] reveal your face to a newly made nemesis? How would you say all you needed without words yet fuel their fire? How would you give [b]despair[/b] before you envelope them in hungry flames which devour into ashes? 

Or do I read you wrong and within your mystique is kindness and mercy... Would I not still complement your compassion with wrath or would you find me mistaken... wretched... even [b]pitiful[/b]?

My dear Yufi, please... Tell me [b]more[/b]....[/i]

Resolved, she turns her head to internal sound of laughter; recollective residue from a father's favorites: girly giggles and throaty bellows while she [i]inches[/i] her portrait leftward into better view; one side revealed and affixing that lit, devilish stare upon the pissed-off princess amidst the loudening, cackling cacophony.

It fades slowly into the ambiance while she studies the ireful kunoichi; how she [i]crumbles[/i] and withholds the teary need to wail and weep. Alas, not so easily broken, for  Yufi is of strength and must balm her burns by felling her family's butcher.

Almost butchered, that is…

Now their father groans dryly and claws at the smooth tatami for grip, lifting his pale, ghoulish and white-eyed face at his beloved; soon pushing himself to a slouch of suspenseful seconds before he sprints at her in a craze of starvation, having his own mouthful of razory teeth. 

Not unlike [i]The Four[/i], minus one, who also stir outside: ravenous and hungry for any human flesh in their midst; a trio hunting any and all they may find. The bringers of a horrible Halloween party whose bite will hastily transform their victims into brethren. 

How Yufi is puppeteered to arrive at so agonizing an impasse: ignorant of and unable to help those outside yet desperate to destroy the damsel within...

She need only cleave down her own father to pursue insatiable vengeance...