Tainted Innocence: Chapter Three
Title - Tainted Innocence
Setting - LA - diner
Author - mawthekiller
Chapter - Three
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 566
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Droplets of blood fell on to her small tongue as it poured out of the a man's right arm. The man in a corner, scared, crying out for his god. The poor man was simply the last person to close up the Subway. The poor man fell for the same trick so many fell to. To the fact that the sweet gal in fluffy little red dress. The blond pig-tails and the innocent smile gave the appearance was that of a 12 year old gal. Once the blood stopped dripping her mouth changed ever so slightly. The cute devilish smile turned into a maw of knives, the mouth stretching to fit the arm into her mouth. Bit, by bit of the arm was gobbled up till there wasn't an atom of the arm left. Her mouth returned to its cute and devilish one found on a 12 year girl. "You virgins have the sweetest blood about," she said with a smile, as sweet as could be. "He will enjoy your blood."
The poor man bleeding onto his work clothing. Thinking that things weren't as crazy as he thought things were, he attempts to bargain with the young girl. "Are you sure he wouldn't like a healthy alternative like our Meatball Sub with two types of cheese, with your choice of toppings and sauce? It has the meaty goodness of arms without the additional fat." "Nope~Nope" she said with a smile. "First~First likes his meat with the fat~fat. He likes to hurt Tweedy~Tweedy when Kyoki doesn't bring the fat~fat. Kyoki hates it when Tweedy~Tweedy is hurt. It makes Kyoki sad~sad, but you are a funny man. So I'll give you a special gift. Since Kyoki likes the funny man."Kyoki said before petting the man on the head, knocking him out. "Night~night funny man." she said to the comatose man.
Kyoki picked up his body, and slung him over her shoulder. The man covered her as she back-tracked to the sewer's opening in the back room. Never appearing on the three cameras as she moved. The body she carried was bigger then her allowed her secretive kills to continue. She began her path threw the sewers towards the theater.
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A ring of phone went of while Cordelia was about to go home. "Angel Investigation, We help the helpless." she answered the phone. "Oh hi Xander. No I don't know anything other then there is a darkness to come which all of the creatures that go bump spout off. Ok I'll ask Angel about it. yea, ok, bye Xander." Cordila replied before hanging up. Angel walks threw the door with demon blood on his jacket. "Angel no big baddies right?" Cordila asked.
"Not that I can think of, but now that you mention it demon activity has been up. Maybe some big hitter is in town. Any visions?" Angel asked Cordila. "If you mean great amounts of pain, no." "Then I'll go back out on patrol." "You know you could call. They have these new fangled thing called cell phones. They allow you to destroy big nasties and still be connected to the people or when we need to relay information." "Well I have a problem with the light and we're barely covering rent as is. So no Cordilia." Angel said before heading off toward the nearby dinner. Maybe an informant there might have some information on that.
Setting - LA - diner
Author - mawthekiller
Chapter - Three
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 566
Organizational Post
To claim the next chapter - reply to linked post and ask for it.
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Droplets of blood fell on to her small tongue as it poured out of the a man's right arm. The man in a corner, scared, crying out for his god. The poor man was simply the last person to close up the Subway. The poor man fell for the same trick so many fell to. To the fact that the sweet gal in fluffy little red dress. The blond pig-tails and the innocent smile gave the appearance was that of a 12 year old gal. Once the blood stopped dripping her mouth changed ever so slightly. The cute devilish smile turned into a maw of knives, the mouth stretching to fit the arm into her mouth. Bit, by bit of the arm was gobbled up till there wasn't an atom of the arm left. Her mouth returned to its cute and devilish one found on a 12 year girl. "You virgins have the sweetest blood about," she said with a smile, as sweet as could be. "He will enjoy your blood."
The poor man bleeding onto his work clothing. Thinking that things weren't as crazy as he thought things were, he attempts to bargain with the young girl. "Are you sure he wouldn't like a healthy alternative like our Meatball Sub with two types of cheese, with your choice of toppings and sauce? It has the meaty goodness of arms without the additional fat." "Nope~Nope" she said with a smile. "First~First likes his meat with the fat~fat. He likes to hurt Tweedy~Tweedy when Kyoki doesn't bring the fat~fat. Kyoki hates it when Tweedy~Tweedy is hurt. It makes Kyoki sad~sad, but you are a funny man. So I'll give you a special gift. Since Kyoki likes the funny man."Kyoki said before petting the man on the head, knocking him out. "Night~night funny man." she said to the comatose man.
Kyoki picked up his body, and slung him over her shoulder. The man covered her as she back-tracked to the sewer's opening in the back room. Never appearing on the three cameras as she moved. The body she carried was bigger then her allowed her secretive kills to continue. She began her path threw the sewers towards the theater.
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A ring of phone went of while Cordelia was about to go home. "Angel Investigation, We help the helpless." she answered the phone. "Oh hi Xander. No I don't know anything other then there is a darkness to come which all of the creatures that go bump spout off. Ok I'll ask Angel about it. yea, ok, bye Xander." Cordila replied before hanging up. Angel walks threw the door with demon blood on his jacket. "Angel no big baddies right?" Cordila asked.
"Not that I can think of, but now that you mention it demon activity has been up. Maybe some big hitter is in town. Any visions?" Angel asked Cordila. "If you mean great amounts of pain, no." "Then I'll go back out on patrol." "You know you could call. They have these new fangled thing called cell phones. They allow you to destroy big nasties and still be connected to the people or when we need to relay information." "Well I have a problem with the light and we're barely covering rent as is. So no Cordilia." Angel said before heading off toward the nearby dinner. Maybe an informant there might have some information on that.