Kiriska: ;_; Why did it take so long to get five reviews? (2 ff.n 3 mm.o) Again, I apoligize, it's May. Almost the end of school, this is when teachers like to assign 3 projects at once and cram you down with pop quizes, tests and suchness. In the last chapter I satisfyed someone's want of depression, and someone else asked for more angst and action. *sigh* I can't please everyone eh. Screw this introduction. Here's the next chapter.

Note: This is where my stupid memory gets fuzzy and fills in and makes stuff up...*siiiiigh*

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The Homicidal Maniac

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Chapter Twenty-Three: Eyes of the Enemy

Aymichi

That guard was a dumbass. I laughed to myself as I moved down the street at a brisk pace. A spiked drink and a handful of mixed illegal drugs. That's all it had taken to get the keys. And it was hilarious that he didn't remember a thing, even when Ishida had gotten all roughed up. The police ain't what it used to be. Oh well, worked well on my part. I needed to get out of Odaiba though. They had hooked me up with Takaishi's death, took them long enough anyway. I pulled my jacket closer around me, blocking my face from view, and called for a Taxi.

"Out of the city." I told him simply. The cabbie didn't say anything, just sort of grunted and pushed the gas down. What should I do next? Ishida was rid of for the moment, its not worth my time to go after him. The fool's probably gonna end up commiting suicide anyway. That left 6 others. The Kamiyas, Izumi, Kido, Takenouchi, and Tachikawa. Well, all of them live in the Odaiba,..maybe I shouldn't leave just yet. But if I stay it'll be much riskier. The police are on my trail, I've just broken out so they'll be on the look out. But,...an quick move...

I suppose I could take one of them out now then leave...oh, why couldn't Ishida have killed Tachikawa? Would have made my job easier. Damned Digidestined. The filthy bastards thought they were so great, saving the world from Myotismon. And while doing so, destroying my life. Bastards. While they fought Myotismon, they destroyed countless buildings. Some of those buildings had people in them. That was 5 years ago. I had been 12. I watched them all burn. And swore my revenge.

I laughed. Revenge fucked me up didn't it? Now I'm just another crazy killer with no anything in life. I had no idea what I was going to do if I ever did kill off all the Digidestined. If I ever did. I don't think I will. I doubt myself a lot sometimes. But I had nothing better to do. I had thrown my life away for this revenge. Might as well go through with it. Its more of a game now. Can I succeed in killing these people? I've come to enjoy some of it. Heh, see? I'm perfectly insane. I laughed again, the cabbie turned slightly to look at me.

I had enjoyed seeing Takaishi's helplessness at the very end. Of course, he had never begged for mercy, fought all the way through. But it was still funny. I hadn't meant to remove his arm, I had been aiming towards his chest, but he moved. Stupid. He caused himself more pain. Oh well. 'Least he's dead. It had taken me the most of the 5 years to track the 8 of them down. I didn't even know who they were and what they did when the apartment went down. It had taken me a long time to find out.

Fuck it, I get distracted too easily. But on thought. Should I kill someone else off now, or later? It'll take weeks, maybe months for the police to cool down. I get bored pretty easily. Oh hell with it, kill one now. Take the chance. "Where are we now?" I demanded. The cabbie shrugged slightly, "West side of town, we'll be out of Odaiba in 20 minutes." he replied. Who was the nearest Digidestined? I thought. Tachikawa. I laughed to myself. Poor bitch, she's gonna see her life flash before her eyes twice this month! Ah, and it's Halloween too! This is great. "I changed my mind, corner of Thirteen and Durham." I told the cabbie, who grumbled something about tips, and changed direction.

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I shoved a twenty into the cabbie's hand. No point in not paying, it'll just rouse more suspicion around me. It was getting dark. Trick-or-treaters were filling up the street. Perfect. So very perfect. No one will notice me. Hopefully Tachikawa's parents will be out. I reached into my pocket and felt for my knife. I ran my finger across the blade, cool steel. I smirked. Tachikawa's apartment was nice, much nicer than the others that I've visited. I recall waiting outside of Takaishi's apartment, waiting for him to come out. I shrugged, if she was this much wealthier, then her death might cause more reaction. Oh, you think too much Aymichi, just do it.

I climbed the stairs into the apartment. A ghost and a witch passed me, bags full of candy. I scanned the numbers on the doors. 233,... 235,... 237,... 239. Bingo. I glanced around. There was no one in the hallway. Good. I couldn't believe how wonderfully things were going. I'd be out of here in 10 minutes. I rang the doorbell to the apartment, still smirking. A few moments later a woman answered the door. Damn. Tachikawa's mother. Oh well..."Hello...do you--" I held my hands together and bashed her across the head. She dropped like a sack of bricks.

I entered the locked the door behind me. All three locks. Is the father home? I crept into the kitchen, empty,...into a study. Aha. Mr.Tachikawa. He turned at my footsteps. "Wha...who are you..what do--" He was out. So pathetic. His unconscious body slumped at his desk. Now, where's Mimi Tachikawa...? Where is she? I entered a bedroom and was shround in pink. I pulled out my knife...but it was empty. She wasn't here.

I felt a little fusterated, where the hell is the bitch? I entered the kitchen once again. Then I spotted the note magnetted to the refridgearator.

//Mom, Dad, I'll be at Koushirou's. Can you pass out candy tonight? Thanks, be back by eleven. Bye! ~Mimi//

I glanced at the clock. 9:21 pm. Great. I came here for nothing. But I had already gone too far to back down. The doorbell rang. Ug, I need to get out of here and get to Izumi's, kill the both of them, and get my sorry ass out of here. The doorbell rang again. "Trick or treat!!!" a chorus of voices yelled. Fuckit. I opened a window. I was three stories up. Oh well, at least I had practiced. I slipped out of the window, onto an emergancy fire exit, and climbed down. Stalked unconspiciously out of the area, then broke into a run towards the Izumi residence. Revenge would be mine. I was going to get two for the price of one...Heheheheh...

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Kiriska: Sorry, I probably couldda made this longer. But it did explain a few things didn't it? ^_^ Writing from the baddie's point of view is fun! By the way, Aymichi is the guy's first name. And Resuko is his last name. Just so you know. =P Please review...? Five til next chapter. I was thinking on the terms of Mimi's POV.