Thud!
I laughed as she threw herself hard against the wall, shaking in terror as her bright, blue eyes gazed at me in horror. "You're a fucking lunatic!" she spluttered.
Don't make me laugh.
"c'mere, cunt! Let me fuck ya up a little bit. I can assure you, it will hurt."
I growled, beckoning her to me, cleaver in hand, smiling. "Don't make me rape you." I spun the cleaver in my hands, laughing at the look on her face.
"Get the fuck away from me! I'm gonna kick your ass so hard it bleeds! Back the fuck off!"
I laughed harshly at the bitch.
"Oh baby, how could you say such a thing to meee?! Kyahahahaaa!!!"
I lunged at her, cleaving knife held up high above my head as I started to hack, but to my dismay, she collapsed before I hit.
"Pitiful whore. Stand up. God dammit I'm gonna hack your fucking brains out and fuck the hole if you don't!" I hacked at her, missing once more due to the fact that she lunged.
She fucking moved.
"Hm. Got a little fight in you, eh? Lucky you, that kinda shit turns me ooon!"
I was practically singing with joy, chasing her thorough the big, creaky house as she stumbled on her own two feet, whining like a little bitch.
"Oooh, I just can't wait to kill you!" it was true. In fact, out of all three of the murders I had committed…
Backyard Bottomslash was my very favorite.
So I continued to swing, aiming for her skull as I dove towards her, finally landing on her and sitting on her so she wouldn't (couldn't) move.
If I had been killing her just for fun, I would've done much, much more to torture her, in fact, I fantasized about it quite often, tugging at my member, dreaming of the look on L's face when he heard about a young woman, her eyeballs removed, limbs cut off with a chainsaw, and…
Well, I'm not really sure.
Finally, I hit her, just as planned, in the right leg, back of her leg so she couldn't run anymore.
I cocked my head from one side to the other.
Snap. Snap.
Reaching into my pocket, I took out a bottle of ether and a thick piece of cloth, drenching it and covering her nose and mouth with it until she blacked out.
That was my cue.
…
I slammed an old pipe I had picked up along the way to her frat house against her left arm. It was just a silly experiment to see if a human being could die of internal hemorrhaging, but to my misfortune, she only woke up, laying on the floor, convulsing.
"For god's sake, woman! Do you know how horny it makes me to see a woman in pain?"
I lifted her chin with two fingers, smiling innocently at her as she sobbed.
"Ooh nooo! Please don't kiiill me Beyond-kun! I haven't even finished college yet!" I took on a high-pitched, womanly voice in an attempt to mock her.
The dumb bitch spat in my face.
"Eheheheh! Well well, it looks like you really do wanna die!"
She started to squirm like mad, whimpering and crying, hot tears streaming down her soft, rosy cheeks.
"y'know, if I wasn't trying to get revenge on L, I'd be doing much worse than this."
I played with the cleaver again, setting the pipe on the floor without a single concern for my well-being.
Splat. Splat. Splat.
"Kyaaahaha! Kyahahahaaa! Yes! Yes! Oh god this is it!…"
I hacked and stabbed at her left arm until it was detached enough to rip off, which I did with pure pleasure. I watched as she bled to death, making sure that she was before I dragged her off into her bedroom and set up the scene for the great detective L.
When I was finished, I noticed that my thighs were covered in jizz.
Such a silly thing, come.
…
Whaddya mean, what did I do with the arm?
You're such a fucking idiot, M.
Okay, I'll tell you. Just stop asking me stupid questions or I'll beat the hell out of you!
…
Oh, please don't cry like that. Please don't…
Well, actually, I took the arm back home, and ate it.
Hah hah! If Only you could see the look on your face!
I sometimes find myself surprised by your incredulousness, M. Oh, come here.
…
I love you, M.
