Obliteration of Perfection

she wrestled the girl to the ground, a perfect skull embraced the pavement as the sweetest of sounds resonated. desperate fingernails, bitten to the bloody quick brushed over expertly manicured ones as they struggled for control in a battle intended to end only in death. the contrast was beautiful. the death of a model of human perfection, bloodied ponytail now strewn across the earth haphazardly, and shining emerald eyes staring hatefully into viscious brown. she kisses her once on the neck, a preview of tender skin. then enamel tears flesh from bone with the catastrophic chorus of beautiful screams and death shrieks, all simultaneous. crows circle in the background but retire to their bare, under-furnished nests with starving babes feasting on the bodies of barely-alive human infants, taken at birth from the arms of their helpless mothers, crying out for the flesh unrightfully stolen. lightning streaks across the midnight sky as drops of rain begin to fall, capturing this moment. tears of red, belonging to both girls, challenge the storm with their intensity. purple thunder crashes, startling night-crawlers from their underground beds, worms that feed in a frenzy from the flesh of this once-perfect girl.

flashforward.

a hand enters the womb and retrieves the child from one young female with a look of shock on her once-pretty face. enamel once again renders flesh as all ties between mother and child are severed. all the stress on this battered body climaxes in a mothers death spasms as vocal cords are triggered to shout in vain for a child bred as crow feed. the girls life force is nil and the other rejoices silently, still weeping blood tears for the loss of this perfect speciman of human life.