Dystopian RP?

Yuki glanced one last time at Rowan’s face. It was just as shocked as she felt. She shook it off and entered the room. The door slammed behind them. Perfect. “I brought this trouble-making rebel here in hopes we can find something to do with her.”, Yuki announced to the President. Her fists clenched and anger boiled inside her at the sight of the President’s face. She couldn’t wait to rip her throat out. Or beat her to death. Heck, it didn’t matter how she killed the President, as long as it was slow and painful… like a torture camp. A psychotic smile came across her face. This was what she had been waiting for.

"Yuki?" Rowan was scared of the president, but she was terrified of the look on her friend's face. Rowan tugged lightly on her arm, trying to get Yuki's attention.

The President looked at little suspicious at first, but when Yuki pulled away, she just raised an eyebrow. “What has she done? Do we need to put her in a torture camp or is this just a mild case?” That was when Yuki knew it was time. She lunged for Harris’s walkie-talkie. The President didn’t expect that and wasn’t able to reach for it in time. Yuki threw the walkie-talkie to the ground, as well as her own. They broke into pieces as soon as they hit the ground.
“I don’t think you’ll be needing that.”

(lol)

Rowan didn't know how to help. "Yuki!" She whined again, her eyes wide and fearful. "You gotta let me talk to her. Please, Yuki."

Shock came across Harris’s face when she heard her name. “Tayio?”
“Don’t even have the respect to use my first name.”, Yuki muttered. She took off her hood and let her hair down. “You will pay for what you did to me and anyone I ever cared about!” Not even the president could hide the fear in her eyes.

Rowan was going to regret this. If she lived at least. She bolted across the room and pushed herself in between Yuki and Harris, her small body shaking with fear.

On impulse Yuki pushed Rowan aside roughly. “I’m going to pay? It was your fault for going in the torture camp. You basically broke every rule in our amazing, organized society.”, Harris said. There was a hint of shaking in her voice.
“At seven?”, Yuki challenged. “You somehow found it right to put a seven year-old in a torture camp?! Twice?!” She lunged for Harris and punched her hard in the face Yuki smiled when her face bruised immediately.

Rowan stumbled backwards, slamming into a wall. "After everything we've been through?" She questioned, knowing Yuki would ignore her. "Y-You promised we'd finish this together. This won't make you happy!" She shouted, fierce determination in her tears eyes.

“Sorry Rowan.”, Yuki said, almost painfully whispered, as she threw another punch at Harris. “Please!”, the president begged.
“Finally! I get to see the president beg for her life! The tables have turned!” Yuki took the knife from the room of weapons she put in her pocket. “Let’s have some fun with this! You can see what it’s like to be me for a change!” Harris cried out as she ran the knife along her arm.

"YUKI STOP!" Rowan wailed, horrified to see her friend act like this. "If you're gonna kill her than kill her!" She sniffled, unable to look Yuki in the eyes. The scene was grotesque and wretched. Something Rowan hadn't been prepared to witness. This wasn't being a hero! This was being a sadistic murderer!

“This is why I didn’t want you to come.”, Yuki said, without turning around. “Understand that she deserves this, for this is the treatment I got every day.” Yuki continued to stab at Harris’s shoulder.

"This isn't going to solve anything, Yuki! This… This won't take your pain away! This won't make her regret it! It's useless! Just stop! Stop it! Please!" Rowan begged.

Yuki slashed Harris’s neck. “She will regret it! I am avenging many loved ones deaths!” Harris let out a small whimper. “Had enough already? That’s what I thought too.”

"Hurting her isn't changing what she did! You know that! If she's as far gone as you say she is then pain won't help either! If you want to stop the cycle of death you have to end it with death!"

“Please listen to the girl.”, Harris faintly said. “H-how much money do you want? I could get you a high position in my soc-“
“I don’t want your stupid money or a position in your evil society!” Yuki traced the blade down her back. Harris let out a pained scream.

Rowan screamed also, she couldn't take this. She charged blindly at Yuki, desperate to end this.

Yuki lifted Rowan off the ground and set her in the president’s chair. “I understand if you never forgive me for this.”, she said as she tied Rowan to the chair with her handcuffs. Then she got back to the murder of President Harris.

Rowan whimpered, trying squirm away. The metal chains were just too strong. "Yuki, please! Armand and Petree are dying! We don't have time for this!"

Yuki ignored Rowan. She continued to use the blade, throwing a few punches here and there.

She knew she was being ignored. She came to her last resort. Rowan let out the loudest shriek she could muster. It was a horrible noise. Filled with her fear and hurt. Harris was much quieter, restraining her whimpers, but if Yuki was going to make Harris suffer like this. Then Rowan wanted to forced her to imagine she was doing it to her. So she screamed and wailed agonisingly loud.

“Calm down.”, Yuki said sternly. It wasn’t helping that Rowan was screaming whenever she brought down the blade. She had to remind herself she was doing this to Harris and not to Rowan. Just ignore her. She doesn’t understand. This is the moment you have been waiting for your whole life.

Rowaned ignored Yuki, screaming herself hoarse. Until all she could do was hyperventilate, gasping and struggling for air.

Yuki left President Harris on the floor in a pool of blood. She came to the chair Rowan was sitting in and unchained her. “You need to go now.”

Rowan shook her head vehemently and clutched onto Yuki's shirt with shaking hands, desperate to stay by her side.

“I said now!”, Yuki yelled. She felt bad for yelling at Rowan. She knew this was too much for her. Rowan had to get out while she still had any sanity left.

Rowan curled in a fetal position, terrified and sad and so many other emotions at once. She whimpered weakly at Yuki's tone, but secured herself to the chair.

"If you wish to do this to yourself then fine!" Yuki took a clean blade from her pocket and aimed it towards her chest.

Rowan grabbed onto the blade handle, yanking it backward and away from Yuki with all her might.

(I'm planning on an attempt and fail as far as Yuki's suicide. I think I will make it to where she passes out and doesn't die.)
Yuki ripped her hand free from Rowan's. She felt many emotions as she brought the blade to the skin on her collarbone. It was bittersweet. The anger was still there, boiling inside her. There was something new. At first Yuki couldn't comprehend what. Then as black specks laced her vision, she realized it was love. Something she hadn't felt in a while. She missed love. Wherever she went she would see her parents and loved ones again. Yuki gave Rowan one last hug before she fell to the floor.