"Well then, aren't you a bold one... Perhaps I'll begin with you instead!"
The figure moved between her and the torches burning behind, engulfing her in shadow. Toroko scurried into the opposite corner of their jail, looking back at the others in silent horror as her heart continued to pound against her chest. Sue took a faltering step backwards as she stared aghast upwards into the encroaching black form, mouth hanging open. A hand shot forwards and grabbed the Mimiga about the neck, eliciting an abrupt squeak before she was silenced by the grasp. She tried to pry the stifling fingers from her airway as she was lifted from the ground, eyes squeezed closed and feet kicking in the air as she fought to free herself, or even the ability to breathe. The stranger took a few steps into the light before slamming her to the ground. Stunned, Sue grimaced as she lay sprawled face down on the cold stone surface. She drew an uneasy wheezing gasp before she even thought to move. She weakly put her paws to the ground and shakily tried to lift her weight up off the floor, but before she could muster the strength, the large hand scruffed the back of her neck, firmly keeping the side of her face pressed against the ground. Her upper eye opened and shot about, finally landing on her aggressor, and the handful of blood-red petals crushed in the other hand's grip. She recognised the potent flowers immediately, as well as the implications of their bearer's intent. Her paws tingled violently with adrenaline; her breath came in quick puffs. She futilely clawed against the rocky ground in an attempt to break free, but the pressure on her back kept her fixed fast to the spot. She stared with wide eyes back over her shoulder at the petals coming her way.
"You know what these flowers do to Mimiga like you...?" the mysterious voice said mockingly through a sneer.
"No... Please don't..." The only voice Sue could manage to find was a breathy high-pitched whimper, her throat tight with the panic that seized her body, now unmoving apart from her trembling extremities. She turned her eyes to Toroko, still looking on helplessly from her corner of their prison. They exchanged silent glances of mutual apology for the situation in which they now found themselves. Sue's eyes remained on her young companion for just a few moments, until at last she felt a sudden rough thrust from behind. The flowers penetrated deep within her like nothing before. She wanted to resist, but before she had any hope to manoeuvre about freely, it was too late. The leaves burnt against the surfaces they touched within her. All she could willingly do was let out a short scream of shock. Her eyes darted about as her ability to act or reason faded from her grasp. Her paws tensed and shook; her breathing became erratic. Her uncontrollable behaviour was merely a foreshadow of the horrific transformation that would claim her. The villain looked on in wicked pleasure at the success of the experiment. Toroko and Chako watched in terror, as they knew that their fate would follow in the same manner once the first application of red flowers had run its course...
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As one might imagine, the perspective on this one was very difficult to achieve, and I'm not even 100% satisfied with it. Nevertheless, as it's unlike anything I've previously attempted, I am rather pleased with the results.
In addition to the first, originally intended version, I've included a plethora of alternative versions depicting virtually every feasible combination of features therein.