Okay…third chapter in one day!! This one, I like the best…although it is just as short as the other ones….that's okay….
Disclaimer: I do NOT own RK
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We're actually going to work with a girl? The phrase had been echoing through out Shin'en's head since she'd heard it. The mere knowledge, no thought, that a MAN would, had, said that…that he would actually think they were BETTER than someone they had just met, fueled her with rage. That man was DEFINENTLY on he 'Next' list. Tokyo would not be safe until he was dead. And, to make matters worse was that he was a fighter. Well…ex-fighter now, but he should still know better than to do that. Did he not find it odd that only men were killed??
Besides, he should know better than to underestimate a woman. That could be his downfall. Nay, WOULD be. His fate was sealed. She would kill him when her chance came. But, he still thought that he was better than a woman. He thought it was a JOKE when the chief of police had said Ikari was in charge of the investigation, and Shin'en couldn't stand people who did that.
Shin'en couldn't stand any man. She always saw the worst in them; the most prominent was that they thought that all women were weak merely because they were women. Although, most of the women here were weak, not all of them were. She sure wasn't, anyway. Besides, it was man's fault that the women were weak. If this were somewhere where the women fought too, then they would be as strong as the men. Nay, stronger. But, those men were all the same.
Shin'en could count how many men had fallen to her, but she couldn't remember the exact act of killing them. They had all blended together, not that it mattered. Those men didn't need to be remembered, nor did they deserve it. All she could remember is seeing that first blasted, damned man in them. She could see him in nearly every man.
Except for Himura. For some reason, he was either extremely adapt at hiding it, or simply did not posses any of the same qualities. He seemed to be completely okay. It was too bad she would have to kill him if he found out anymore about her.
But, that first blasted man… He'd been a bit too convinced that all women were weak. He'd tried to break her spirit, but she'd been quicker. His throat had met her dagger. And the rest of the men, too, had fallen to a weapon of hers. The latest to the fingernails she lovingly referred to as claws. She'd written that in her note, but some idiot had smudged her careful writing.
No matter, it was fine if no one knew about her motives. Besides, was the one thing the police needed, a motive? Hers was just too psychotic for them to even guess at. After all, they were even wrong about the gender of the killer. They thought it was a man, but how could they know that a woman was behind all of the death??
Shin'en walked through the streets, searching for the next man to be added to the pile of the damned she'd created. The next man though, she had a plan for. Fire was, even though rather messy, quite beautiful. And she was sure that it would be happy to be allowed a taste of human flesh. And a chase by the police would be quite invigorating. She would just have to make sure the man didn't live to tell the tale.
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Yeah…pretty short…but it was fun to write…so…yeah…oh, and if you feel like guessing what's gonna happen….feel free to guess…and please review…it really sucks when I see my favorite new story without any reviews….