Chapter 10

Masky

I grab hold of Kat's wrist and pull her through the hall and down the stairs. I'm so excited I can barely contain myself. Whoa, Masky, calm down…this isn't a date. Or is it? Whatever. I just want to hang out with Kat…and killing with her would probably be the best thing I've done in a while.

"Masky! If you run any faster I'm going to fall down the stairs!" I hear Kat say along with her footsteps stumbling down the stairs.

"Oh, sorry." I say.

We make it to the bottom of the staircase and I take out a knife from a drawer in the large kitchen. The blade was sharp, and black. It was fancy. I look over at Kat; she has no weapon.

"So, uh, what's your weapon that you'll use?" I ask her.

"Oh, my…my scythe." She says, and then adds, "I'll take it out when we go outside."

"Okay." I say.

We walk out of the back door and into the dark blanket of night. The air smells piney, like the conifers that grow here, and the air has a brisk, eerie feeling to it. The evergreens surround us and we creep through the covering. About ten minutes pass and I notice Kat's scythe glowing. Yeah, glowing. The engraved symbols on the handle gave of an electric green glow, almost supernatural. She had her black cloak that drifted behind her as we walked on. Kat also had her hood up, but I noticed the hair falling in her eyes, and her mischievous smile.

Twenty more minutes pass.

"Masky?" I hear Kat's voice whisper in my ear, which startled me.

"Yes?" I whispered back.

"Where are we going?"

"To the first house or person we see."

We keep walking and I hear footsteps. I hold my hand up to signal Kat to stop, but she stopped ten feet behind me.

"Kat? There's some people-"

"I know." Kat says before I finish my sentence. "Come back here."

I follow her command and walk back towards her.

"So…are you ready?" I ask her; through the dark, I can see her do a small nod.

"Okay…so this is what we'll do…" I whisper my plans to her briefly, Kat nods again.

I look through the trees and realize it's a couple. They're holding hands and laughing. I walk into the middle of the small path and they stop in their path; the woman screams. The man tries to calm her down and steps in front of her; not noticing Kat standing behind breathing heavily, When they do notice the heavy breathing they slowly turn around and both scream. Kat was now in her demon form; blue skin, black, tangled hair, eyeless sockets dripping with a thick, ink-like substance that was acidic blood. She had her grey, tattered dress; stained with red. Her long black cloak and menacing scythe with blood dripping from the blade. Some of the warm liquid dripped on to the woman's forehead and she screamed bloody murder. Taking the opportunity I ran up behind them and stabbed the man; he sank to his knees and groaned.

"Johnny!" The woman screamed and she ran to the side of the path and picked up stones and tried to throw the stones at us.

"Not so fast…" I hear Kat's demonic voice next to me, her sinister grin also dripping red. "How would you like to throw those stones without any arms?" The woman screamed in agony and I watched with fascination as Kat slowly severed the woman's arms off. Kat laughed in amusement. "I must say that I do enjoy your blood-stained cries."

Damn, Kat was one killer assassin. HAHA! Did you hear that? Killer assassin! I need to use that more often.

The woman tried to get up and run away.

"Aw, really? You're ruining the fun!" Kat says, walking closer as the woman stumbles and falls over from sheer pain and blood loss. "We can't let our guest leave early when the party just begun, can't we Masky?" I nod and smile behind my mask. This was more fun than I thought. "Now, let's cut off those pretty little legs." I wasn't killing anyone anymore, but I just enjoyed watching her, it was…stunning.

Kat sliced off the woman's legs with one huge swipe of her weapon. The woman cries out.

"Awww, did that hurt the lady? Well, I can't let that happen! I'll put you out of your misery…" I can't believe the woman does, but she nods and says "thank you".

"I know, I am very merciful. Well…farewell Carrol Mead." Kat says, surprising both me and the woman. Kat knew the woman's name. Then, Kat takes her blade and chops the womans head off and it slices off with a sickening chop.

"Well, we're done here." I say, and then chuckle.

"Yeah." Kat says, damn, she's already back in her human form, still stained with blood. This time her cloak and scythe are gone and all she's left in is her skinny jeans and tee. I watch as she wipes her hands off on her pants.

She begins to walk towards me when she stumbles and falls over.

"Kat!" I shout and run towards her.

"I'm fine, just…drained is all." She says and I help her up. Then I realize I'm holding her in my arms and we're looking into each other's eyes.

Kat's eyes are blue. Not just that blue that most people have, but they change between blues. First an ocean blue, then a shade of a sky blue, then aqua, sapphire, ice blue, blue diamond, and back to crystal blue. Her brown hair falls onto her shoulders and in her eyes, and I brush it away so I can lose myself in her beautiful eyes again. Yeah…I'm head over heels in love with her. Oh Masky, you're an idiot.

"Masky?" Kat awakes me from my trance with her mellow voice of silk.

"Hmmm?" I say. "Oh! Sorry…" I turn away, but Kat stops me. I look at her and she's staring at the ground.

"Masky…" She says my name again.

"What?" I ask.

"I-I…" My heart pounds, what was Kat trying to say?

"Yeah?" I ask anxiously.

"Nothing." She says, and I turn around, letting go of her hand, and startled to find Kat in front of me.

"Kat, what-" She takes off my mask and kisses me.

Okay, a couple things like this are going through my mind: HOLYFUCKINGSHITOHMYFUCKINGGODSHE'SKISSINGMEOMGOMGO MGOMGOMG.

The kiss gets more and more intense; her grip tightens at the back of my neck and my hands grip her waist. She begins chewing my bottom lip, and I start freaking out. The truth is, I never kissed anyone. I was probably blushing like crazy and another strange thing happens yet again: Kat teleports us back to my bedroom. We keep kissing and kissing until something really bad happens. Someone knocks and opens the door, and guess who it is? Motherfucking Jeff.