Darkened Wings
Title: Darkened Wings
Author: Rayne_Falles
Editor: my darling friend Wide_Eyed_Raven
Pairings: Vam and maybe some Villinde...maybe.
Rating: Pg-13...r...nc17. Depends.
Warning: Hmmm.... This came from my twisted mind...and The Crow...dont hate me. *runs*
Disclaimer: I own nothing...other then this lint ball...Never mind. it just left me. OH! and kinda the story line...Most of it belongs to The Crow though.
Summary:Take the crow. Mash it up with Vam. Then mix in my twisted ideas. Add a dash of a wonderful Editor. And you have Darkened Wings.
Links behind the cut.
Sorry its really long sweethearts. but...I hope you like it!
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/2054628.html#cutid10 -Prolauge
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/2054983.html#cutid1 -Chapter One
Cast:
Dunn-T-bird
Raab- Funboy
Dico- Tin Tin
Novak- Skank.
Linde- Officer albrect (not sure bout the spelling on his name)
Kat Von D- Sara
Ville- Eric Draven
Bam- Shelly
Kari-The Cat
April- Darla
Skank-Novak
Peter (steele)- The crow!
Vito-Gideon
Chapter Two: Halloween Aint Till Mañana.
*Ville's POV*
As I grabbed the doorknob a surge of memories flooded back to me.
*Flash back a year ago, to bam cooking*
“Hey Ville? What do you want to eat tonight?” Bam asked. I walked into the kitchen. Started laughing.
“What?” Bam asked, looking around, and then noticing that the stove was on fire.
“OH! NO!” He screamed. I quickly ran up. Put of the fire, than laughed some more.
“How’s take out sound to you?” I asked him, trying to hold the laughter out of my voice, but failing miserably.
“Ok I guess.” He said frowning. I hated to see my Bammie sad. So I pulled him into a tight hug.
“I love you sweetheart.” I said while holding him in my arms. Inhaling his scent. Hearing his every breath. He leaned back into me and we remained this way for a while until he turned in my arms. Our faces were barely inches away. One of his hands snaked into my hair, while his other arm wrapped around my back.
“I love you to Willa.” He said before closing the gap between our faces. His lips barely touched mine the first time we kissed that day. He enjoyed torturing me. Soon, our kiss was deepened when I grabbed his neck and pulled him into another kiss. This one lasting. Soon his tongue was licking at my bottom lip begging for entrance, I made him suffer for a little while longer., until I could no longer take it and I wanted to taste him. Every crevice of his mouth belonged to me, and tonight, he was mine. His hands were soon resting on the top of my pants. Mine soon dropped to his hips, then to the bottom hem of his shirt. This needed to go, I pulled his shirt off of him, and discarded it. His hands were still resting on my protruding hipbones. My kisses soon were gracing his beautiful neck, and then his chest. He began panting, I knew what that meant. I picked him up and carried him to our bedroom. Laying him down on the bed, I began kissing him again. His grip on my hips tightened. I began grinding into him. I could feel him pushing at the zipper of his pants. Just as he could probably feel me. Soon his pants were shed, and he was working on getting mine off.
“Damn Willa. These are too tight!” He whined trying to get them off, but only
succeeding in making me laugh.
“Let me do that sweetheart.” I remarked effortlessly removing them. Then laying back on Bammie to continue our kissing. He laughed and our tongues began dancing together almost instantly. I began kissing down his neck, and then from his neck to his collarbone, barely biting the bone. This always made him crazy. I could feel his naked body writing under me. Begging me, but I wasn’t going to give in. Not yet. I kissed my way down his chest, to one nipple. Swirling my tongue around it, and then taking it into my mouth. I soon moved over to the other nipple giving it the same amount of attention I gave to the other one. I began kissing down his stomach to his belly button. I simply kissed it, than let my tongue dive in. I kissed down to his tattoo. The same tattoo I had. I kissed my way around it, my tongue tracing every minor detail in it. His slender fingers snaked into my hair urging me down further.
I moved down even farther to kissed the tip of his cock. Looking up into his lust filled eyes, then licked the underside of his cock, and took it fully into my mouth. His moans filled the room. I loved all the cute sounds he made. I could tell he was close when he pulled on my hair making me moan around his hard length. He was close. So close. But I couldn’t have him come just yet. I removed my mouth from his length. He was left thrusting up into nothing; he looked at me and pouted. I began kissing him again, which made up for his loss of contact.
“Ville! Please...oh...can you...uh...make love to me?” He asked between kisses. I nodded my head. Removed myself from the tangle that was Bammie and I. I grabbed a condom and lube. Walked back to him, and put a little lube on my fingers, and slowly pushed one finger into him.
“Shhh. Bammie. Relax sweetheart.” I said to him, he nodded his head. And than another finger went in. I slowly pulled my fingers out, than pushed them back in. Hitting that one special spot within him.
“OH MY GOD! WILLA!” He screamed. That is my cue. I took the condom from the wrapper. Put it on my hard length, put some lube on my hand and stroked myself a few times. I slowly pulled his legs apart while I was kissing him. And positioned myself between them. My length at his entrance.
“Please Ville. I want you in me.” He begged. I slowly pushed in. Watching his face contort in pain.
“Are you sure?” I asked him before I continued. He just nodded, and so I kept going.
I continued pushing in, until I was fully buried inside the beautiful creature below me. I looked at his face; soon he opened his sapphire eyes and looked at me. I waited for the smallest sign that he was ready for me to continue. I didn’t want to hurt him. Soon he nodded and I began moving again. Slowly at first, then increasing in speed. He grabbed my neck and pulled my lips down to meet his. The kiss was the softest thing that could ever be felt by human lips. “Oh god Ville...I love you.” He said to me in-between kisses.
“I love you more.” I said between gasps. His kisses we’re swallowing my moans and gasps. He was trembling under me.
“Ville...please...touch me.” He said between moans. I willed my hand to grab his hard member and began stroking him slowly at first. Then I began stroking him in time with my thrusts. He was thrusting down towards me, then thrusting up into my hand. I felt the familiar boiling deep down in my stomach. I could tell he felt it to. “Oh...god...Ville! Gonna...come!” He came all over our stomachs and matching tattoos. A few more thrusts into him and my orgasm reached its peak. I thrust in a few more times to ride out our orgasm. And then lay on top of him for a few minutes, softly kissing him. We both were so tired, but I knew I had to pulled out. I removed the condom and tied it off and threw it away. And lay back down next to him. I wrapped him in my long arms and we drifted off to sleep.
*End Flash Back*
I entered the apartment. Everything was left as it was before we got killed. I walked to the middle of the living room and noticed my cat Kari. He brushed up against my leg.
“Kari. I thought you would be dead” I said while picking him up. Soon another flash back hit.
*Flashback one year ago, to Kat, and Bam sitting on the bed*
“Kat! What do you think?! I’m going to give it to Ville!” Bam screamed at her. He was excited. I remember when he gave me that. I had never been happier. It was a simple ring. In return for the one I gave him.
“It’s beautiful! He’s going to love it!” Kat said to him smiling.
*End flash back*
I dropped Kari after that happened. I couldn’t see anything else right now. It killed me seeing what I had already seen. I missed my Bammie. He was my world. I walked over to our dresser, a mask hung there. I was going to wear it on our wedding day. But. We never made it to the wedding day. I picked up the mask.
*Flash back one year ago*
“Boo!” I shouted sneaking up on Bam.
“GOD! Ville!” He said lightly slapping my arm. I just laughed and then pulled him into a kiss.
“We’re getting married soon. Look what I found to wear!” I said putting the mask back on.
“Ok! Your gonna wear that clown boy, then I am wearing these!” He said pulling butterfly wings out from behind the couch. I just laughed and nodded at him.
“Ok.” I said hugging him again. I love the way he smelled.
*End flash back*
I looked through our dresser. I found my old makeup. The moment I touched it, something was happening. These flashbacks would be the death of me...if I wasn’t already dead.
*Flash back to Dunn and Bammie*
“Abashed the devil stood, and felt how awful goodness is. How lovely, its pornography.” He said to him laughing.
“Ville!” Bam screamed for me. Hoping I would walk in the door, but I didn’t at that time, I was still out with the guys. Still celebrating, still unaware of what was going to happen on this terrible night.
“Ville’s not here sweetheart!” Dunn smirked back to my Bammie. I could see the fear in Bam’s eyes. “But we are!” He finished.
*End flash back*
Once the flash back was over I painted my face white, and put black lipstick around my eyes, and ran it down my face in black tears. And then up my face to add to the drama, I put it on my lips, and drew them into a smile. How’s that old saying go? Oh yeah ‘Smile though your heart is breaking’. Who ever wrote that should be killed. Who can smile with a broken heart? After they had lost the one they truly loved? I decided that my first victim for the night should be Dico. He was the first to hurt him. He would be the first one to hurt. I sent my bird. I had dubbed him Peter. Out to search for him.
*Peter’s POV*
I searched the empty streets until I saw him. The sinister way he looked around. He had something planned. Or was going to be doing something. He walked over to Triple Shot, the bar that the whole clan hung out at. I noticed him leave the bar then walk over to Vito’s pawn shop. I continued flying around until he left. I’d been watching them all for a while. Watching. Waiting for the moment that Ville awoke from his sleep for the revenge that could right all the wrongs done to him and his lover. Thing is, neither one of them knew was that I was their watcher. Their guardian. That is why I stayed. I was meant to protect their love, but I failed once. And never again shall I fail.
*Triple Shot Bar. Dico’s POV*
It looked to me like Raab and April were having fun. Until we all made our orders, she stalked off right afterwards. I sat there, watching those guys, my friends, and my partners in crime. April soon brought our shooters over. Dunn gave us each a bullet. I took mine second, Raab went first. I swallowed the bullet, then downed the shot. Everyone looked at me as is if I was crazy. Novak went to take his. But I grabbed his hand and slammed it back to the table.
“Pussies, drink last!” I said to him.
“Fuck you Dico!” He said pulling a gun out of his pocket.
“That gun’s not loaded” I replied smartly. We all know that he never load’s his gun. He’s to chicken to actually shoot someone.
“Like hell it isn't!” He said cocking the gun. It might actually be loaded this time. Don't show fear!
“That guns not loaded! But. This one is!” Raab said grabbing Novak's arm and pushing it down. Now it was aimed at my dick. A very uncomfortable position for me.
“How much do you motor city mother fuckers wanna bet this one isn't?!” Dunn said aiming it at Novak's head. We all sat down and watched Dunn. He swallowed his bullet, then downed the shot. He then proceeded to put his cigar out on his tongue.
“Are you out of your fuckin mind man?!” I said laughing. He just laughed in reply. We all know this meant he was. Oh well. I have an account to settle at Vito’s.
*Peter’s POV*
There was something peculiar about this man. He had a certain air about him. Something about him. He was dead, dead inside. Yet his body was still living. I noticed Ville’s slender form following me. He was standing on a rooftop when he saw Dico leave Vito’s pawnshop.
*Ville’s POV*
I’ve been waiting for you. You are my prey, but I cannot strike yet. I mustn’t strike yet, instead I will follow you. Watch you. Then strike.
As I jumped off the roof and hit the street below me. I felt a twinge of pain. Yet it tickled at the same time.
Odd…
I ran over to him. He was lighting a cigarette with the fire from a barrel. I simply laughed.
“What the fuck are you all painted up for crack head? Halloween Aint till Mañana!” He said to me. I could tell he was scared. You could smell it on him. In between the liquor that is. I simply walked over to him.
“MURDERER!” I screamed at him as I slammed him into the wall. His head bouncing back to hit the brick, but not hard enough.
“The hell you talkin about man? I didn’t murder no body!” He yelled back.
“I want you to tell me a story. About two men in a loft two years ago.” I said to him, hoping it would jog his memory.
“Yeah yeah, yeah. Two men. In a loft. Oh yeah! I remember them. I shagged him and he loved it!” He screamed at me. I remember the look on my Bammie's face. I slapped him.
“Don't you talk about him that way! MURDERER!” I screamed at him again.
“Oh yeah! I remember you! But you can’t be you. You’re dead!” He said. The scent of fear was even worse now.
“Murderer!” I yelled again, without as much force.
“Yeah! Murder! It’s fun! It’s easy! And you’re about to learn all about it!” He said to me standing up. I then took the liberty to punch him, but I lost my balance then fell over, he started kicking me. It hurt, but not bad. I couldn’t be killed, that’s that.
He walked off as I stood up, I noticed him taking off his long leather jacket. He turned around with a knife in his hands. He then threw one at me. I knocked it out of the way.
“Try harder! Try again!” I yelled at him. I didn’t know I possessed such power. He threw another one at me. This time I caught it then threw it back at him. It hit him square in the shoulder, and nearly nailed him to the crate behind him. I walked over and then grabbed him by the shoulder I just stabbed.
“Never again will you destroy someone’s life, like you destroyed mine!” I yelled at him as I grabbed all his knives and stabbed him in all his major organs. Starting with his heart. Once I was done. I grabbed his jacket and walked off...
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I am a complete and total comment whore! please comment and tell me if you like it!! Kiitos!
666 Kisses love all of you!!
Author: Rayne_Falles
Editor: my darling friend Wide_Eyed_Raven
Pairings: Vam and maybe some Villinde...maybe.
Rating: Pg-13...r...nc17. Depends.
Warning: Hmmm.... This came from my twisted mind...and The Crow...dont hate me. *runs*
Disclaimer: I own nothing...other then this lint ball...Never mind. it just left me. OH! and kinda the story line...Most of it belongs to The Crow though.
Summary:Take the crow. Mash it up with Vam. Then mix in my twisted ideas. Add a dash of a wonderful Editor. And you have Darkened Wings.
Links behind the cut.
Sorry its really long sweethearts. but...I hope you like it!
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/2054628.html#cutid10 -Prolauge
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/2054983.html#cutid1 -Chapter One
Cast:
Dunn-T-bird
Raab- Funboy
Dico- Tin Tin
Novak- Skank.
Linde- Officer albrect (not sure bout the spelling on his name)
Kat Von D- Sara
Ville- Eric Draven
Bam- Shelly
Kari-The Cat
April- Darla
Skank-Novak
Peter (steele)- The crow!
Vito-Gideon
Chapter Two: Halloween Aint Till Mañana.
*Ville's POV*
As I grabbed the doorknob a surge of memories flooded back to me.
*Flash back a year ago, to bam cooking*
“Hey Ville? What do you want to eat tonight?” Bam asked. I walked into the kitchen. Started laughing.
“What?” Bam asked, looking around, and then noticing that the stove was on fire.
“OH! NO!” He screamed. I quickly ran up. Put of the fire, than laughed some more.
“How’s take out sound to you?” I asked him, trying to hold the laughter out of my voice, but failing miserably.
“Ok I guess.” He said frowning. I hated to see my Bammie sad. So I pulled him into a tight hug.
“I love you sweetheart.” I said while holding him in my arms. Inhaling his scent. Hearing his every breath. He leaned back into me and we remained this way for a while until he turned in my arms. Our faces were barely inches away. One of his hands snaked into my hair, while his other arm wrapped around my back.
“I love you to Willa.” He said before closing the gap between our faces. His lips barely touched mine the first time we kissed that day. He enjoyed torturing me. Soon, our kiss was deepened when I grabbed his neck and pulled him into another kiss. This one lasting. Soon his tongue was licking at my bottom lip begging for entrance, I made him suffer for a little while longer., until I could no longer take it and I wanted to taste him. Every crevice of his mouth belonged to me, and tonight, he was mine. His hands were soon resting on the top of my pants. Mine soon dropped to his hips, then to the bottom hem of his shirt. This needed to go, I pulled his shirt off of him, and discarded it. His hands were still resting on my protruding hipbones. My kisses soon were gracing his beautiful neck, and then his chest. He began panting, I knew what that meant. I picked him up and carried him to our bedroom. Laying him down on the bed, I began kissing him again. His grip on my hips tightened. I began grinding into him. I could feel him pushing at the zipper of his pants. Just as he could probably feel me. Soon his pants were shed, and he was working on getting mine off.
“Damn Willa. These are too tight!” He whined trying to get them off, but only
succeeding in making me laugh.
“Let me do that sweetheart.” I remarked effortlessly removing them. Then laying back on Bammie to continue our kissing. He laughed and our tongues began dancing together almost instantly. I began kissing down his neck, and then from his neck to his collarbone, barely biting the bone. This always made him crazy. I could feel his naked body writing under me. Begging me, but I wasn’t going to give in. Not yet. I kissed my way down his chest, to one nipple. Swirling my tongue around it, and then taking it into my mouth. I soon moved over to the other nipple giving it the same amount of attention I gave to the other one. I began kissing down his stomach to his belly button. I simply kissed it, than let my tongue dive in. I kissed down to his tattoo. The same tattoo I had. I kissed my way around it, my tongue tracing every minor detail in it. His slender fingers snaked into my hair urging me down further.
I moved down even farther to kissed the tip of his cock. Looking up into his lust filled eyes, then licked the underside of his cock, and took it fully into my mouth. His moans filled the room. I loved all the cute sounds he made. I could tell he was close when he pulled on my hair making me moan around his hard length. He was close. So close. But I couldn’t have him come just yet. I removed my mouth from his length. He was left thrusting up into nothing; he looked at me and pouted. I began kissing him again, which made up for his loss of contact.
“Ville! Please...oh...can you...uh...make love to me?” He asked between kisses. I nodded my head. Removed myself from the tangle that was Bammie and I. I grabbed a condom and lube. Walked back to him, and put a little lube on my fingers, and slowly pushed one finger into him.
“Shhh. Bammie. Relax sweetheart.” I said to him, he nodded his head. And than another finger went in. I slowly pulled my fingers out, than pushed them back in. Hitting that one special spot within him.
“OH MY GOD! WILLA!” He screamed. That is my cue. I took the condom from the wrapper. Put it on my hard length, put some lube on my hand and stroked myself a few times. I slowly pulled his legs apart while I was kissing him. And positioned myself between them. My length at his entrance.
“Please Ville. I want you in me.” He begged. I slowly pushed in. Watching his face contort in pain.
“Are you sure?” I asked him before I continued. He just nodded, and so I kept going.
I continued pushing in, until I was fully buried inside the beautiful creature below me. I looked at his face; soon he opened his sapphire eyes and looked at me. I waited for the smallest sign that he was ready for me to continue. I didn’t want to hurt him. Soon he nodded and I began moving again. Slowly at first, then increasing in speed. He grabbed my neck and pulled my lips down to meet his. The kiss was the softest thing that could ever be felt by human lips. “Oh god Ville...I love you.” He said to me in-between kisses.
“I love you more.” I said between gasps. His kisses we’re swallowing my moans and gasps. He was trembling under me.
“Ville...please...touch me.” He said between moans. I willed my hand to grab his hard member and began stroking him slowly at first. Then I began stroking him in time with my thrusts. He was thrusting down towards me, then thrusting up into my hand. I felt the familiar boiling deep down in my stomach. I could tell he felt it to. “Oh...god...Ville! Gonna...come!” He came all over our stomachs and matching tattoos. A few more thrusts into him and my orgasm reached its peak. I thrust in a few more times to ride out our orgasm. And then lay on top of him for a few minutes, softly kissing him. We both were so tired, but I knew I had to pulled out. I removed the condom and tied it off and threw it away. And lay back down next to him. I wrapped him in my long arms and we drifted off to sleep.
*End Flash Back*
I entered the apartment. Everything was left as it was before we got killed. I walked to the middle of the living room and noticed my cat Kari. He brushed up against my leg.
“Kari. I thought you would be dead” I said while picking him up. Soon another flash back hit.
*Flashback one year ago, to Kat, and Bam sitting on the bed*
“Kat! What do you think?! I’m going to give it to Ville!” Bam screamed at her. He was excited. I remember when he gave me that. I had never been happier. It was a simple ring. In return for the one I gave him.
“It’s beautiful! He’s going to love it!” Kat said to him smiling.
*End flash back*
I dropped Kari after that happened. I couldn’t see anything else right now. It killed me seeing what I had already seen. I missed my Bammie. He was my world. I walked over to our dresser, a mask hung there. I was going to wear it on our wedding day. But. We never made it to the wedding day. I picked up the mask.
*Flash back one year ago*
“Boo!” I shouted sneaking up on Bam.
“GOD! Ville!” He said lightly slapping my arm. I just laughed and then pulled him into a kiss.
“We’re getting married soon. Look what I found to wear!” I said putting the mask back on.
“Ok! Your gonna wear that clown boy, then I am wearing these!” He said pulling butterfly wings out from behind the couch. I just laughed and nodded at him.
“Ok.” I said hugging him again. I love the way he smelled.
*End flash back*
I looked through our dresser. I found my old makeup. The moment I touched it, something was happening. These flashbacks would be the death of me...if I wasn’t already dead.
*Flash back to Dunn and Bammie*
“Abashed the devil stood, and felt how awful goodness is. How lovely, its pornography.” He said to him laughing.
“Ville!” Bam screamed for me. Hoping I would walk in the door, but I didn’t at that time, I was still out with the guys. Still celebrating, still unaware of what was going to happen on this terrible night.
“Ville’s not here sweetheart!” Dunn smirked back to my Bammie. I could see the fear in Bam’s eyes. “But we are!” He finished.
*End flash back*
Once the flash back was over I painted my face white, and put black lipstick around my eyes, and ran it down my face in black tears. And then up my face to add to the drama, I put it on my lips, and drew them into a smile. How’s that old saying go? Oh yeah ‘Smile though your heart is breaking’. Who ever wrote that should be killed. Who can smile with a broken heart? After they had lost the one they truly loved? I decided that my first victim for the night should be Dico. He was the first to hurt him. He would be the first one to hurt. I sent my bird. I had dubbed him Peter. Out to search for him.
*Peter’s POV*
I searched the empty streets until I saw him. The sinister way he looked around. He had something planned. Or was going to be doing something. He walked over to Triple Shot, the bar that the whole clan hung out at. I noticed him leave the bar then walk over to Vito’s pawn shop. I continued flying around until he left. I’d been watching them all for a while. Watching. Waiting for the moment that Ville awoke from his sleep for the revenge that could right all the wrongs done to him and his lover. Thing is, neither one of them knew was that I was their watcher. Their guardian. That is why I stayed. I was meant to protect their love, but I failed once. And never again shall I fail.
*Triple Shot Bar. Dico’s POV*
It looked to me like Raab and April were having fun. Until we all made our orders, she stalked off right afterwards. I sat there, watching those guys, my friends, and my partners in crime. April soon brought our shooters over. Dunn gave us each a bullet. I took mine second, Raab went first. I swallowed the bullet, then downed the shot. Everyone looked at me as is if I was crazy. Novak went to take his. But I grabbed his hand and slammed it back to the table.
“Pussies, drink last!” I said to him.
“Fuck you Dico!” He said pulling a gun out of his pocket.
“That gun’s not loaded” I replied smartly. We all know that he never load’s his gun. He’s to chicken to actually shoot someone.
“Like hell it isn't!” He said cocking the gun. It might actually be loaded this time. Don't show fear!
“That guns not loaded! But. This one is!” Raab said grabbing Novak's arm and pushing it down. Now it was aimed at my dick. A very uncomfortable position for me.
“How much do you motor city mother fuckers wanna bet this one isn't?!” Dunn said aiming it at Novak's head. We all sat down and watched Dunn. He swallowed his bullet, then downed the shot. He then proceeded to put his cigar out on his tongue.
“Are you out of your fuckin mind man?!” I said laughing. He just laughed in reply. We all know this meant he was. Oh well. I have an account to settle at Vito’s.
*Peter’s POV*
There was something peculiar about this man. He had a certain air about him. Something about him. He was dead, dead inside. Yet his body was still living. I noticed Ville’s slender form following me. He was standing on a rooftop when he saw Dico leave Vito’s pawnshop.
*Ville’s POV*
I’ve been waiting for you. You are my prey, but I cannot strike yet. I mustn’t strike yet, instead I will follow you. Watch you. Then strike.
As I jumped off the roof and hit the street below me. I felt a twinge of pain. Yet it tickled at the same time.
Odd…
I ran over to him. He was lighting a cigarette with the fire from a barrel. I simply laughed.
“What the fuck are you all painted up for crack head? Halloween Aint till Mañana!” He said to me. I could tell he was scared. You could smell it on him. In between the liquor that is. I simply walked over to him.
“MURDERER!” I screamed at him as I slammed him into the wall. His head bouncing back to hit the brick, but not hard enough.
“The hell you talkin about man? I didn’t murder no body!” He yelled back.
“I want you to tell me a story. About two men in a loft two years ago.” I said to him, hoping it would jog his memory.
“Yeah yeah, yeah. Two men. In a loft. Oh yeah! I remember them. I shagged him and he loved it!” He screamed at me. I remember the look on my Bammie's face. I slapped him.
“Don't you talk about him that way! MURDERER!” I screamed at him again.
“Oh yeah! I remember you! But you can’t be you. You’re dead!” He said. The scent of fear was even worse now.
“Murderer!” I yelled again, without as much force.
“Yeah! Murder! It’s fun! It’s easy! And you’re about to learn all about it!” He said to me standing up. I then took the liberty to punch him, but I lost my balance then fell over, he started kicking me. It hurt, but not bad. I couldn’t be killed, that’s that.
He walked off as I stood up, I noticed him taking off his long leather jacket. He turned around with a knife in his hands. He then threw one at me. I knocked it out of the way.
“Try harder! Try again!” I yelled at him. I didn’t know I possessed such power. He threw another one at me. This time I caught it then threw it back at him. It hit him square in the shoulder, and nearly nailed him to the crate behind him. I walked over and then grabbed him by the shoulder I just stabbed.
“Never again will you destroy someone’s life, like you destroyed mine!” I yelled at him as I grabbed all his knives and stabbed him in all his major organs. Starting with his heart. Once I was done. I grabbed his jacket and walked off...
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I am a complete and total comment whore! please comment and tell me if you like it!! Kiitos!
666 Kisses love all of you!!