A/N: My computer's broke so I'm typing on my lap-top which doesn't have mirrosoft word, and I want to kill the thing it does have because it's crap. I hope this will still be good even w/o the superior writing software.
If you liked "Beauty in darkness: Pretty" then you might like this.
XxXxXxXx Main character's P.O.V
The feel of the blade as it runs lightly over flesh.
"Why are you doing this?" she cries.
"Because you deserve it." I say with a smile.
The feel of the blade as it cuts and tairs.
"Stop! Please! Don't do this! Don't kill me! I'm too young to die!"
I stop for a secent and snear. "Maybe you should have thought of that before."
"Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Too late."
The feel of the blade as it as it slices through flesh, the screams that it brings through their unworthy necks.
"Oh, your hart's already stopped. That sucks, I wanted to cut you up some more. Oh well. I guess I've have my fun, now to clean up the mess." And with that I lean down to lick up her bloody body, all exept the head. The head will be their gift. And when I've had my fill the rest can burn like her soul.
Ah, revenge was sweet.
XxXxXxXx Narrative P.O.V
"Hey, what's with her?"
"I don't know, she's some kind of freak."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at her, she's cut her arm and she's not letting the nurse bandage her up, she's licking the blood!"
"Yea, that is creepy. Let's talk about some thing else."
"Hey, did you hear about the recent murder?"
"What?"
"Yea, they say she's another victom of that mass murderer they're calling Crimson. Aparently he kills his victoms slowly by cutting them little by little. Every time they find one of his victoms it's only just a peace of them. A leg here, and arm there, this time they found a person's head."
"That's horrible! Do they have any leads yet?"
"Nope, they don't even know for sure if it's a guy or a girl. All they know is He, or she, kills the victoms in one area, then moves the peaces some where else."
"That's so creepy!"
"Yea, and the last victom was a student here."
"WHAT?"
"Yep, a girl named Megan Grist, her head was found on her door step."
"That's horrible!"
"Not really, she had it coming." The two turned to see the girl who had been licking her blood standing very close to them.
"What the-? When did you get here? And what do you mean she 'had it coming'?"
"She was a bully, she got what she deserved."
SMACK!
"Do you have no respect for human life! No one deserves that! You hear me? No one!"
"Falisha!" the teacher yelled as the other girl rubbed her cheeck then looked up at Falisha, her eyes almost red.
"And you'll get what you deserve too, when Crimson finds you." Every one in the room gasped.
"Lilith!" The teacher yelled as Lilith started to laugh. "Prinsipal's office! Now!"
"What's with that girl?"
"She's crazy!"
"Do you think She knows anything about that crazed murder?"
"The way she talked!"
XxXxXxXx
"Hey, Where am I?"
Giggle
"Who's there?"
Giggle
"Wait, I know you! You're that crazy girl from school. Hey, what are you doing with that blade? AH!"
The feel of the blade, how it's made me insane.
"Ah, revenge is sweet."
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A/N: I hope you all like my creepy little one-shot.
