A/N: (You actually took out time to read this Author's note! This Author loves you!)
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Tien's screams rang through his dark, silent house.
Blood gurgled in his throat as the murderer stabbed him repeatedlly and mercilessly.
The killer laughed silently as Tien was unable to scream anymore, but was still partially alive.
But the killer was not satisfied by the amount of pain it had put Tien through, it still wanted more.
The unforgiving murderer raised the three-eyed man's hairless head from the ground,
and tore the dagger stained with blood across Tien's once pale neck, which was now scarlet from the blood.
The murderer spread his hand horizontally across Tien's face, and began pulling his head backwards till his neck made a harsh crackling sound,
and his head rolled onto the cold wooden floor, the eyes staring up at the murderer, the face still had a look of terror plastered on it.
The killer, clad with only black clothing, stood up from the floor with a satisfied smirk on it's face, albeit which was hidden by a black mask, save for the eyes,
which were just as black as the clothes, and held a killer's cruelty in them.
The figure gave one final look at the headless body of it's victim with those pitiless black orbs, before it bolted for the window as if being chased,
and flew out into the night sky.
Apparently it's work was done for the night.
Back at Capsule Corporation the next day, Goku, Gohan, Bulma and Krillin were seated all seated upon couches in what appeared to be the lounge area.
It appeared they had all received the news of Tien's untimely death, for their faces displayed looks of sadness for their departed friend.
"Just yesterday it was Chiaotzu, and now Tien! Who could have done this?", Bulma questioned, though knowing she would not receive a fruitfull answer.
"I don't know...But the killer must be pretty strong to have taken out Tien...", said Krillin, although it was clear all of them had already known this.
Goku's face held the most grief on it, as he had known Tien the longest.
But despite them looking sad, none of them were truly grieved by Tien's death, but were more afraid of who the murderer might kill next.
They did not know the criminal's power, so for all the knew, the murderer could have even been strong enough to kill Goku,
although this much was not clear yet, as the murderer had only been attacking the weak members of the Z-fighters, such as Tien and Chiaotzu.
If the murderer was truly not powerful enough to take out any of the Saiyans, Bulma, Chi-Chi, Krillin, and Yamcha would all be in danger.
Piccolo had been excluded from that list, as he was always aware of even the most miniscule sound in his surroundings,
and also possessed the strength to defend himself.
Goten and Trunks were only six and eight years old, but they were super Saiyans like their parents, and as such could put up a resistance.
The three figures sat with thoughtful looks on their faces, thinking about who the killer could possibly be, and also of a way to capture him or her,
whichever gender the murderer might be, when the sound of a window crashing roused them from their thoughts,
and along with the rock that caused the destruction of the Briefs expensive window, came hurling in a plain white unsigned envelope.
Goku leapt upon the note as soon as it landed on the ground.
He managed to carefully rip open the envelope without destroying it, which Bulma and Krillin feared he might do in his haste, and pulled out another plain white letter.
It read:
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A/N: Ho, Ho. What a magnificient cliffhanger.
Just right for this type of story.
It adds a suspenseful effect to the story, don't you think?