Note: This is just a little teaser to my new story. This prologue is solely from the would be killer's point of view. As soon as the final chapter of 'Forever in Darkness' is posted, I will be working on this one in it's place. I do hope you will enjoy it!
Prologue
The watcher's eyes blazed with malicious intent each time the music video played. Sitting at a small table in the corner of the small club, gaze unerringly pulled towards the widescreen that was blasting the latest Justin Taylor video; the song that had skyrocketed to number one almost over night - 'Lost Within Your Eyes', the rage continued to fester.
A hand clenched around the glass as the music... the voice... the eyes of Justin Taylor absorbed one and all. The watcher not immune to that affect. The young man was sin in it's purest of forms. He was beautiful, talented, seductive... and totally immoral. His lifestyle was enmeshed in one decadence after another. There was no right or wrong in Justin Taylor's world. He lived as he chose to live. No remorse. No consideration of how his life affected the millions that sought to emulate him.
Watching as his body writhed in abandon to the sultry music, the watcher refused to believe Justin wasn't the most evil temptation ever created. The most addictive quality of Justin Taylor wasn't his super stardom, nor his total beauty; and granted he possessed both of those - what made him so dangerous was his unattainability. Male and female alike would do anything to possess just one moment in time with this blond package of evil, all to be turned away coldly, yet leaving with a smile.
For Justin not only spurned them, he left them even more enraptured; always wanting more, dreaming of more; completely hypnotized with that trademark 'Sunshine' smile.
The watcher tossed back the shot of tequila, glaring with rage at the screen that had enveloped them all. Vowing, one way or another, Justin Taylor's reign would end.
Permanently and violently.
Walking out into the cold night air, pulling the collar of the brown suede jacket closely to the neck, the seeds of a plan began to grow.
Justin Taylor would die soon.
But, not immediately. This victim would be tormented... and played with until the moment of his death arrived.
The watcher was certain of one thing. Justin would look into the eyes of the one that had come to destroy him... look upon his assassin with trust and love.
When the trusting smile was fully bestowed... at that moment it would be eradicated from the world, at long last.
Walking down the bustling street, an air of tranquility fell across the walker, knowing very soon the corruptive force of the young singer would soon cease to exist. No other outcome would be accepted. No matter how long it took... how many risks entailed, Justin Taylor must die.
TBC