In the criminal underworld, the Poison Goddess was a legendary figure known for her mastery of toxicology and her ability to create deadly poisons. She was said to possess an encyclopedic knowledge of every poisonous substance on Earth, and she could concoct a lethal brew from even the most innocuous ingredients.
The Poison Goddess was a formidable adversary, capable of killing with a single touch or a whisper of her breath. She was also rumored to be incredibly beautiful, with long black hair and piercing green eyes that seemed to glow with an otherworldly light.
Despite her fearsome reputation, the Poison Goddess was not without her own code of ethics. She only sold her poisons to those she deemed worthy, and she refused to deal with anyone involved in human trafficking or child exploitation.
Guinevere had crossed paths with the Poison Goddess in prison, where the older woman had taken her under her wing. The Poison Goddess saw in Guinevere a kindred spirit someone who had been wronged by society and was seeking revenge. She forced Guinevere to take all kinds of poison and she suffered a lot under her care.
Josephine's eyes widened in fear at the mention of the Poison Goddess. She had heard the stories, the whispered tales of a woman who could kill with a single touch. The idea that Guinevere was now her disciple sent a chill down her spine.
"You're lying," she stammered, but there was no conviction in her voice.
Guinevere smiled coldly, enjoying the fear she saw in Josephine's eyes.
"Do you really want to take that chance? I have enough poison to wipe out everyone in this room. And trust me, it would be a slow, painful death."
She turned to Grace Blackwater, who was still trying to maintain a calm facade.
"And as for you, Mother Dearest. You knew what your precious daughter was doing. You stood by and let her destroy my life. You're just as guilty as she is."
Grace's face paled, and she took a step back.
"Guinevere, please."
"If you think those are the only one who taught me I became known as one of the most deadliest people in prison open whisper my nickname the Crimson Butterfly it says that if you see a crimson butterfly blood of the nine mood would be upping you hahaha!" Guinevere said as she laughed coldly. Everyone had heard of the mysterious Crimson Butterfly and her organization are ruthless the only rule they have no rape, no killing kids, or assault woman other than that it's all game.
Crimson Butterfly was the notorious leader of a ruthless criminal organization that operated within the prison system. She was known for her brutal efficiency and her ability to manipulate the inmates to do her bidding. Those who crossed her often ended up dead, their bodies found in gruesome displays meant to send a message to others.
Guinevere had risen through the ranks of the Crimson Butterfly's organization, earning a reputation as one of its most deadly enforcers. She was feared and respected by both inmates and guards alike, her name whispered in hushed tones by those who knew the truth about her past.
The Crimson Butterfly's symbol was a crimson butterfly tattooed on the back of Guinevere's neck, a mark of her status and a warning to those who dared to oppose her she was also a the founder of this organization.
Guinevere founded the Crimson Organization during her time in prison, a place where the weak were exploited and the strong ruled. She saw an opportunity to create a power structure that would protect her and allow her to exact revenge on those who had wronged her.
The organization began as a small group of inmates who owed Guinevere favors or feared her reputation. She used her intelligence, combat skills, and ruthless determination to expand the organization's influence, eventually gaining control over entire prison wings.
Guinevere's leadership was characterized by a strict code of conduct: no rape, no harming children or women, and no betraying the organization. Those who violated these rules were punished severely, often with death.
As the Crimson Organization grew, it became a formidable force within the prison system. Inmates and even some guards feared Guinevere's wrath and sought to curry favor with her.
Guinevere stood tall and proud, her eyes flashing with a fierce determination as she faced the remaining Blackwater family members. The crowd had dispersed, leaving only the core family behind Grace, Thomas, Josephine, and David. They stared at her with a mix of fear and hatred, realizing that they were now trapped with the woman they had wronged.
"You guys raised me for 18 years yet when Josephine came along and made a mistake it was up to me to pick up her messes! Hehe my biological family suffered I am not a blood related with you guys and because of that you all knew how to use it as my weakness, hehe so today let's die together!" Guinevere said as pulled the trigger and a loud boom came came out with poison smoke. Someone screamed Guinevere name but all she did was turn around and her smile was just sad and full of soulless and she fall on the ground as the explosion went off again and again. Truly she made a name for herself.
As the smoke cleared, the devastation became apparent. The oncegrand art gallery was now a twisted wreck of shattered glass and splintered wood. Amidst the rubble, the Blackwater family lay scattered, their bodies contorted in unnatural positions.
Guinevere's form was barely visible beneath the debris, her crimson hair fanned out around her like a halo. Her eyes stared sightlessly at the ceiling, a faint smile still playing on her lips.
In the aftermath of the explosion, a hush fell over the scene. Those who had survived the blast stood in stunned silence, unable to comprehend the magnitude of what had just occurred.
The Crimson Butterfly's reign had come to an abrupt end, but her legend would live on in infamy. She had made a name for herself as a vengeful goddess, a woman who had risen from the ashes of injustice to strike down those who had wronged her.
As emergency services arrived on the scene, whispers began to spread about the mysterious woman who had brought down one of the most powerful families in the city.