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a fanfiction by me XxOrchestraOfTearsXx
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((author's note: this is my first fic! i hope you guys enjoy it! thanks to my bff sarah for editing this story for me! i'll add your character in soon, i promise!))
CROWBAR POV:
it was a dark and stormy night on planet irk and the rain was falling from the sky and it was cold and wet and dark like the inside of my soul. me and my sister claws ran through the night effortlessly, not bothered by the rain stinging our skin. we were hunting our prey and nothing would stop us from doing it. he was a defective, and all defectives must be killed. as we chased him down a long and dark alleyway, he suddenly tripped on a rock and fell to the ground. "now is our chance" said my sister and fellow assassin, claws as she gave a dark and menacing grin. we got out our weapons and prepared to kill the defective. mine was my trusty metal crowbar, and hers was one pair of titanium claws that extended from her gloves. "you ready, sister?" she asked. "i was born ready" i replied in my dark and menacing voice. the defective screeched in terror as we approached him slowly, our shiny weapons glinting menacingly in the moonlight. "p-please don't hurt me!" he said nervously. i laughed. "sorry, but you are a defective and a danger to irken society. you are to be slaughtered, by order of the almighty tallest" i said, trying to make it sound like i didn't get pleasure from the killings- even though my sadistic nature was rather obvious. "how should we kill him?" asked claws. "let's rip his guts out. with our teeth." claws made the first blow, cutting a deep gash in his torso with her claws, and the defective's blood splattered everywhere, staining my dark gray uniform. he screamed in terror, "please… have mercy!" but we didn't listen. I took some nails out from my pak and used my crowbar as a makeshift hammer, nailing him to the ground- like irken jesus on the cross. "no… please stop!" he cried in agony. "crowbar what are you doing? i know you like killing but this is just inhuman" said claws but i didn't listen. "defectives are inhuman" i said, grinning evilly. i reached into the defective's eye socket and slowly pulled out one of his eyes, throwing it to the ground and stomping on it with my cleated combat boots, the blood spraying everywhere and staining my uniform once again. i laughed evilly, and pried open the gash in the defective's stomach, revealing his organs. "hmm… which one do i tear out first?"i questioned myself. "how about… the stomach."i reached down into his body, pulling out the stomach, which also tore out his throat and intestines along with it, his red body fluid painting the floor. he let out many strangled cries of agony, as though he was begging for death's sweet release. too bad. i wasn't finished yet. i took a small knife from my pak and used it to cut off the defective's fingers... slowly, painfully, and one by one. i reached down into what remained of his rib cage, shattering the bones that weren't already broken and popping his lungs like they were balloons. "this is horrible! stop just kill him already!" claws sobbed but i turned around and growled at her "shut up and let me do my job or you're next". "o-okay..." claws stuttered in reply. i then took my spiked gloves and reached deep into the defective's throat, pulling out his tongue so he couldn't scream any longer. the remains of his body let out one last tortured spasm, and what little gleam of life there was in his one remaining eye faded into darkness. "he's dead. come on let's go. the tallest will be pleased" said claws. "indeed they will... indeed they will." i say as i hit him on the head with my crowbar one last time, just for fun. we leave the mutilated body to rot in the darkness of the night, and we head towards our ship which was parked nearby- no one would mourn for the defective. no one else would even know he existed.