Bleaching Blood
Chapter one: Load
WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!
Contains sexual contents, character death, violence, gore, and cursing. If you are at all offended by this I warn you now to leave because it isn't mild, at least once it gets started.
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Licking her blood stained hands; she bent over to pick up the chain that was once around a little boys' neck. Picking it up a smirk pulled at her lips as more blood found its way onto her hands.
Placing the chain around her neck she once again proceeded to lick them clean. Walking away like it was no big deal she took out a note pad and marked of the name on the top of her list.
"Get back here YOU BITCH!!!!"
Turing around she noticed a boy with shaggy blond hair running towards her. Stopping dead in his tracks he took a good look at her.
"An..."
The name never left his lips as a dagger found its way through his chest. Looking dumb founded he let out a tiny gasp of surprise before he fell on top of her.
She moved out of his way just in time to pull out her dagger. He fell flat not even making a sign of movement. Letting the evil smile grow wider she started to move down to the elevator, once again taking out her notebook marking off yet another name.
"Next victim?"
The smirk that was on her face had disappeared and she was now frowning.
"He'll be hard to get rid of."
Steeping in she took a good look at her appearance to make sure nothing was out of the ordinary. Satisfied that not a single drop of the young boys' blood had made it onto her cloths she pushed the 'ground' level.
Waiting in the limited space she watched as the monitor lowered its gage. When the arrow was in the middle part of the gage it stopped signaling that someone was to coming in.
Three actually, she counted as they piled in on her. Moving back against the wall she prepared the knife, waiting for her first victim to get within striking range. First the girl came closest, but being smart she waited for one of the males. The girl seemed weak, and acted like it as well, but one of the males could pose a problem for her. The other was of no concern to her. Soon the bock headed dolt with a big head and bigger muscles came close to her.
He vaguely mentioned something about a duel about to start, but never finished what he was saying because my knife was fully embedded into his gut. He fell over her in a fashion that got people staring, namely weak girl and weaker boy.
Both of them turned there head and made a little 'cough' sound, thinking about giving them privacy. She smirked at there stupidity, and slowly moved from his body. It seemed to prove a larger task then she thought as his pointy brown hair managed to find it's way into her eye, several times.
Finally fed up with his hair and the fact that only a few floors were left she tossed the boy aside, not caring. When the scrawny black haired man turned she slashed his throat. He stood in mid motion, gargling on his blood and bile that rose. A smile tugged at her lips and she was urged to drain him of his blood.
Slowly she approached him, but before she could get closer the girl went into hysterics about what she was doing. Nothing registered though her blood lusting mind as she continued to look at his neck, but when a palm came in contact with her face she was pulled out of her nirvana.
Faster then any eye could catch the young red head was off her feet and dangling. Her hand fierily grasping the girl's neck, she proceeded to squeeze the life from her. She was correct in her assumption about her being weak, the fight she put up was utterly sad. The poor young girl was struggling with all her might and not even making a dent. After the monitor reached 'ground' she snapped the red heads neck and dropped her in a pile.
By this time the black haired man had fallen, and for a moment she was chest fallen. She shock if off as soon as the elevator doors opened. Straightening her cloths she walked to the exit doors. Stopping she took out her note book and marked off three more names. Only a few left and she would have a chance at battling in the finals, which was the only thing that mattered.
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I watched with my partner in awe, both of us totally stunned that someone beat us to the puzzle. She betrayed her friend for his power and killed him with out batting an eye. Again, utter shock, but after she put the puzzle around her neck we both knew she had to die.
That kinda depressed me in a way, not only was she easy on the eyes but totally demented as well as a creature who loves blood. He sighed as he stood, but paused as her other friend came bounding to the rescue, a little late. Again she killed him without even caring. Re thinking his actions he lowered himself to the ground.
"What do you think Marik? I'm sure she'll try to kill either of us if we dared approach her."
He shivered at the thought of her knife at his throat, slowly cutting allowing the liquid of life to flow from him. But what made him even more intrigued was her licking the blood off of his neck. A moan made its way up to his throat, but he managed to suppress it.
His partner looked at him as if he'd gone daft. Slowly registering that he just moaned out her name without knowing it. He really couldn't blame him as the gory scene before him was making the heat rise for him as well.
"We'll have to win the puzzle from her, then we can do WHATEVER we want with her."
Speaking he held open in the air, suggesting that she wasn't to be killed off so soon. The tomb robber gave a nod and continues to look at her retreating form.
Both slowly rose from there hiding place and walked to the edge of the building. A golden eye appeared on both of there heads, and mist leaked from the ground. Turning into the shadow realm. Before the mist could spread into a decent amount of space it dissipated, and they now stood in a apartment. Marik made his way to his room while Bakura went straight to the bathroom. Both boys needing to be alone for a while.
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She walked down the deserted streets enjoying the haunting images that printed themselves into her head. She could hear the screams in her head, getting louder and louder. Soon they were so loud that she thought her head would explode. That's when she noticed a car next to her honking its horn. Inside was a women dressed in leather. Her blond hair framing the violet eyes of a determined woman.
The same sadistic smirk returned to her face as she climbed into the car. She thought about obtaining a new car as well as getting rid of another person. Her list was dramatically depleting and joy was bubbling up inside her. Soon everything would be hers.
"Hun, did you even hear me?"
"Ohh, sorry Mia. I just had a fight with the guys and I think they might never forgive me..."
"Don't be silly, nobody could ever stay mad at you Hun. Everyone loves you."
That's brought a frown to her face, she didn't want there forgiveness. Her hand was twitching towards the trusty knife kept in her back pocket. Once they turned a darker corner she waited for a red light. It didn't take long because there seemed to be a train up ahead, which would do better then a light.
"So what did you do Hun?"
"I killed them."
A moment of silence loomed around them and Mia, the blond haired wonder didn't even seem fazed. Her face was impassive, then a small smile came into view. Soon it was a grin and well then a full onset of rumbling laughter's.
Getting thoroughly tired of the joke she wasn't getting the knife came out of its hoist. It quickly came in contact with the dip in her chest. Her violet eyes dulled signaling that she was in shock.
Pulling out the knife, she held it in front of Mai. She turned it between her fingers and looked her in the eye.
"Do you forgive me Mai?"
The smile returned as she licked it clean. Her wrinkled leather withered beneath her chest as she tried to breath. She watched as her eyes started to roll back into her head and when her breathing stopped.
The train had long since pasted and she tossed Mia's body into the back. Revering up the engine she took the shortest route to her new home. All the while humming a sweet tune that reminded everyone of death...
TBC...
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sorry, reloading...
