K. I. L. L. E. R.
by Galbinus
Chapter One: JUST DIE!
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A ribbon of emerald blood twisted down the supple crimson flesh of the demon, conspicuous as white against black.
Damion surveyed the damage with an impassive expression etched onto his young face. The demon lay twitching on the cement ground, drowning in its pool of green, claws drenched with Damion's dark red blood, hardening even as Damion watched with his cold amber eyes.
It was dying—Damion knew that; he could taste it—life was lingering in the air, unwilling to leave its host to move onto the hellish next world that awaited it.
Sighing, Damion leaned back against the wall, feeling the cool brick against his warm neck and inhaling the night air, desperately trying to ignore the smell of blood that permeated it, trying to think of tomorrow—where there would be no bloodshed, no harm done; a field of tender clovers for him to run in; or so Damion foolishly promised himself, like he did, every time.
The demon gave an incoherent grunt of words; dark green blood gushed from its mouth, for his throat would not work, for Damion had slit it.
"Die, you bastard." Damion spat, inexplicable vengeance and hatred welling up inside of him. He hated how the demon still lived, still struggled for life, despite the many fatal blows—at least, for any ordinary human—Damion had inflicted upon him. "JUST DIE!"
In a surge of blind adrenaline, Damion lifted his silver dagger and slammed it into the second heart of the demon.
A beautiful fountain of green blood arced through the air.
As the demon's movements ebbed away until its entire body desisted in its struggle for survival, Damion collapsed on his knees, and cried.
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Pokémon © Satoshi
Tajiri
Story © Galbinus
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