I love a Killer
Chapter 1: Who is that?
Toothless's pov
My alarm clock is buzzing in my ear and I can't stop smiling. Last nights kill was fun. And leaving the head at the police station with the tape in his mouth. Boy. Will the department have a field day? Yes they will.
I stand up letting the covers fall off me and I get a nice stretch.
"A shower and some breakfast. And there is supposed to be a new girl coming to school today."
No pov
John got in the shower and let his head in the water. Dried blood flowed out of his jet black hair.
"Hmmm. I guess I got a bit too messy."
He scrubbed his hair with shampoo and conditioner.
John has a soldiers build. He joined his schools ROTC program and he excelled in it. A well toned six pack, slim and firm chest and biceps and triceps from push ups, pull ups.
He steps out of the shower and dries himself. He looks in the mirror and see's his venom green eyes. He looked at his body and sighed his pale skin had multiple scars from his childhood years. John grew up in an abusive home. His father always tried and make him happy, but his mother beat him. Horribly. She struck out at him with anything she could. She once threw a wine glass and it shattered on his back and glass shard cut deep in his back. Another time she was cooking and she got angry for cutting her finger and she threw several cutting utensils at him and knives cut his chest and one stabbed three his hand. His father died. He was driving John to school when a deer jumped out of the woods and hit the car. The car slammed into a tree and John's father died at the hospital with heart failure. John shook his head and noticed he was crying. Drying his tears he looked at his alarm clock.
"I need to hurry. School starts in half an hour."
At school
No pov
A group of misfits were pushing and shoving a boy. He's scrawny and weak with auburn hair and a prosthetic leg.
"Guys! Please! My leg! It hurts!"
The main misfit was the star football player and the most vulgar person ever. Richard Lout.
"Shut up! You're nothing but a bug!"
There were two misfits, twins. One was a girl with with thigh length blonde hair and the other was a boy with shorter hair. Only to his shoulder blades.
"HEY! Leave the kid alone!"
John arrived with anger in his eyes.
"Can't you see that Joshua is missing a limb?! He's in agony because of you! Leave him be and get out of my sight or I will make you hurt."
The misfits looked at him and started to laugh.
"Like you could hurt me. I'm a football star. You're a scrawny little shit!"
John only stood there and watched Richard approach him. Richard got in his face and faked to punch him.
"See?! I'm faster and stronger than you!"
John smirked and tilted his head.
"Oooooh. I'm so scared. Try that again. See what happens."
Richard threw a punch to John and John grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm and put him on the ground. John twisted his body and put Richard's arm and wrist in his legs. John looked down at him and smiled.
"I could move one inch. Then your football carrier is gone forever."
Richard looked at him and smiled.
"You wouldn't."
John looked at him and smirked.
"Watch this."
John yanked his arm and hyperextended his elbow, dislocated it out of the socket and fractured his wrist and broke his forearm.
"AAAAHHHHH!"
John lets his arm go and it went limp. Richard scampered back clutching his broken arm. John looked at Joshua and approached him.
"You ok?"
Joshua held his leg and hissed in pain and agony.
"No. I need my pills. My leg. It's on fire."
John picked him up bridal style and walked to the administrators office. The only woman working was a polite and caring woman.
"Mrs. Chlorotoff. Joshua needs his meds."
Mrs. Chlorotoff was fond of John. So she only nodded.
"Put him on the gurney and take a seat. You are very protective of this boy. Ummm. John?"
"Yes?"
"Are you gay or do you just care about him?"
John only chuckled and shook his head.
"No. Not gay. He just needs a friend."
Mrs. Chlorotoff smiled and went back to her work.
In a classroom.
John's pov
I can't seem to understand why I kill. I feel no remorse, guilt or anxiety. My thoughts are cut short when the door opens and our teacher Mr. Lambarto came in and rang a little bell and the room went silent.
"Class. We have a new student joining us today. Come on in."
All the attention went to the door. A girl with Honey Golden blonde hair came in and she had a Hollywood Undead T-shirt and black jeans. She had Icy blue eyes and palish white skin.
"Introduce yourself."
The girl stepped forward and was tripped by Reachel Thorsten. With my instincts and reflexes I slid out of my desk and caught her before she hit the ground.
"...should have let her hit the ground Toothless."
The class started to laugh and I shot a glare at Reachel and she looked away. I looked at the girl and smiled.
"You ok?"
She nodded and I pushed her onto her feet and sat back down. Mr. Lambarto rang his bell and the room went quiet.
"Thank you Mr. Draco. Miss? Please introduce yourself."
The girl kept looking at me.
I motioned for her to say something.
"Oh right. My name is Astrid Hofferson. I recently moved here from Shingleton. I hope that its more pleasant here than there."
Astrid looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and nodded.
AN: Tell me. How do you guys like it?
