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The car ride to the victim's location except for Crawford's low droning of the mission briefing.
"....And then Nagi will open the door for us, and we'll let Farfarello take care of the rest.In other words, make it quick, Far, so I can come in and get the necassary things from the house, and Nagi can get the body."Crawford said.
"How come I have to get the body?"Nagi demanded.
"Because your the shortest,"Schuldig taunted.
Nagi stuck his tongue out at The Telepath and Schuldig replied by sticking his own tongue out and crossing his eyes.Nagi turned fully around in the passenger seat to reach back and yank on Schuldig's red locks.
"OOoowwww, make him stop Crawford!"Schuldig shouted, thwapping at The Telekenetic.
"Do you have to be such children...?"Farfarello murmered to no one in particular.
Both Schuldig and Nagi stopped, staring at him.Turning, Farfarello glared at them,"Enough, I've had enough of your bickerin'.Now shutup and sit DOWN."
Then he hung his head to stare at his hands once more.
...And the rest of the car ride was silent.
"Alright, remember the game plan."Crawford reminded them.
"Yeah yeah."Nagi grumbled.
Schuldig's eyes went blank a minute as he scanned the house with his mind.
"The old man is in there.Looks like his daughter and her child is visiting...But that's all."He informed them.
Farfarello smiled widely to himself.-A child.Innocent blood will be spilled.-
Nagi opened the door with his powers as Farfarello aproached it, eager for blood.The Irishmen entered the bright, lighted house.He growled mentally as he saw the furnishings that surrounded him. The family was obviosly Catholic and had paintings of angels on the walls, and even the ceiling had a hand painted angel decorating it.
Savagely, Farfarello drew his knife he had hidden beneath the bandages around his waist and sides."God will SOB."He muttered quietly and walked to the stairway.At the top, a little girl was rubbing her eyes and clutching her teddybear with the other as her eyes adjusted.
"Who are you?"The innocent sweet voice of the girl demanded quietly, she didn't want to wake up her mother of grandpa.
Farfarello closed his eye and shuddered, bloodlust running through his veins at such an innocent unknowing voice.
"...Who am I?..."Farfarello repeated, opening his now cloudy eye on the girl who was now walking down the stairs.
The girl nodded,"my name's Catherine."
-Beautiful name...Just like an angel...-The Irishmen drew his knife down in an arc as he felt a pressure on his leg.The cat took a calm step back in time and sat on its hunches, examining him with it's intense amber eyes.
A giggle,"Her name is Pepper.She likes you."
Fearlessly, the girl was now two steps from the Berserker.Farfarello gazed at her a moment before his body shuddered again in bloodlust."Are you cold- "It was cut off by a shriek as Farfarello grabbed her hair and yanked her up and against his chest.
He breathed in the auroma of her clean hair, her innocence.Then he unconciously drew the knife across her throat and released her hair, the shriek being cut off abruptly.
"Poor little angel."Farfarello snickered with a wide clouded eye and a maniac smile on his face as he shifted his weight to leap onto the stairway railing.He opened his arms and tilted back his head, perfectly balanced and reveling in the smell of spilt blood and the knowledge that god must be crying right now for so innocent a child to have perished so brutally.
"Meow."Farfarello's gazed snapped down the cat."Meow,"It repeated.
"Who the hell are you?!?CATHERINE!"A high pitched feminine voice shrieked from the stairway.
The mother completely forgot about the Irishmen as the recklessly ran down the stairs and collapsed to her knees beside the body of her daughter.
"The angel is dead....The angel is dead...The angel is dead and now god cries."The panting Farfarello informed her.He leaped from the stairway and stabbed the woman in the back.He repeatedly stabbed her, blood splurting into his already red vision.
"AHhhhhhhhhhhh...."The woman fell forward, gurgling and twitching with an occasional shudder.
Farfarello drew the knife across the back of her neck, bloodlust strengthening him yet further so that it cut through the spine and backbone and left the head half severed.
The Berserker reached forward and ran his fingertips over the welling blood and brought the liquid to his lips to lap it up.Pepper was already lapping at the girl's blood that was painting the tiled floor red.
"Now...where is the last angel!?The angel.."Farfarello quickly turned, his neck cracking from such a quick movement and ran up the stairs, three at a time.He stopped at the top, frustrated because the hall cut to the left and right, stalling him."WHERE"He spat and panted.
He stopped breathing for a moment and heard a snore from his right coming from the bedroom at the very end of the hall.
"Mine, mine mine mine."Farfarello chanted quietly to himself as he stalked down the hallway and gently pushed open the door.
The idiot had stayed asleep the whole time his family was being murdered.Oblivious to the screams of agony.-What a fool...-Farfarello thought to himself as he licked his bloodstained dagger clean.
-He doesn't deserve to be killed quickly...-
He took a case of needles from beneath his bandages, the bulge concealed by his vest.
Slowly, he took a particularly long needle from his case and sat on the edge of the man's bed.
"Wha-"The man's eyes snapped open and he opened his mouth to yell but his body twitched convulsivly as Farfarello rammed the needle through his head.
Then, he pried the sobbing coward's eyes open and jabbed the needle through his left.Farfarello decided the leave it there as he, smiling gleefully, took a smaller one out and forced the man's head back.
He slashed down the man's neck a number of times.
-Are you done Farfie?-Schuldig's voice came to him.
-LSDGKHKJDSGNKLDSGNLDKng-Was all Farfarello could reply with some images and flashes of his bloodlust.
And, mind now completely lost and Schuldig's voice at interrupting his game angering him.He bent to bite into the man's throat with his specially sharpened teeth.(Crawford had agreed to let him have it done dentally) "AHHHH"The man screamed and clawed and clawed at him, slowly dying.Farfarello nawed and chewed savagely.The reached with convulsivly shaking hands beside himself and took a knife form the nightstand.
The man stabbed him in the shoulder once, then dropped the knife weakly and fell back on his bed, dead and eyes widened in horror. ***** Yeahyeah I had to cut off the Chapter early because I have to go somewhere.But Ill finish typing it later.^_^Hope you like it.Reviews please.
The car ride to the victim's location except for Crawford's low droning of the mission briefing.
"....And then Nagi will open the door for us, and we'll let Farfarello take care of the rest.In other words, make it quick, Far, so I can come in and get the necassary things from the house, and Nagi can get the body."Crawford said.
"How come I have to get the body?"Nagi demanded.
"Because your the shortest,"Schuldig taunted.
Nagi stuck his tongue out at The Telepath and Schuldig replied by sticking his own tongue out and crossing his eyes.Nagi turned fully around in the passenger seat to reach back and yank on Schuldig's red locks.
"OOoowwww, make him stop Crawford!"Schuldig shouted, thwapping at The Telekenetic.
"Do you have to be such children...?"Farfarello murmered to no one in particular.
Both Schuldig and Nagi stopped, staring at him.Turning, Farfarello glared at them,"Enough, I've had enough of your bickerin'.Now shutup and sit DOWN."
Then he hung his head to stare at his hands once more.
...And the rest of the car ride was silent.
"Alright, remember the game plan."Crawford reminded them.
"Yeah yeah."Nagi grumbled.
Schuldig's eyes went blank a minute as he scanned the house with his mind.
"The old man is in there.Looks like his daughter and her child is visiting...But that's all."He informed them.
Farfarello smiled widely to himself.-A child.Innocent blood will be spilled.-
Nagi opened the door with his powers as Farfarello aproached it, eager for blood.The Irishmen entered the bright, lighted house.He growled mentally as he saw the furnishings that surrounded him. The family was obviosly Catholic and had paintings of angels on the walls, and even the ceiling had a hand painted angel decorating it.
Savagely, Farfarello drew his knife he had hidden beneath the bandages around his waist and sides."God will SOB."He muttered quietly and walked to the stairway.At the top, a little girl was rubbing her eyes and clutching her teddybear with the other as her eyes adjusted.
"Who are you?"The innocent sweet voice of the girl demanded quietly, she didn't want to wake up her mother of grandpa.
Farfarello closed his eye and shuddered, bloodlust running through his veins at such an innocent unknowing voice.
"...Who am I?..."Farfarello repeated, opening his now cloudy eye on the girl who was now walking down the stairs.
The girl nodded,"my name's Catherine."
-Beautiful name...Just like an angel...-The Irishmen drew his knife down in an arc as he felt a pressure on his leg.The cat took a calm step back in time and sat on its hunches, examining him with it's intense amber eyes.
A giggle,"Her name is Pepper.She likes you."
Fearlessly, the girl was now two steps from the Berserker.Farfarello gazed at her a moment before his body shuddered again in bloodlust."Are you cold- "It was cut off by a shriek as Farfarello grabbed her hair and yanked her up and against his chest.
He breathed in the auroma of her clean hair, her innocence.Then he unconciously drew the knife across her throat and released her hair, the shriek being cut off abruptly.
"Poor little angel."Farfarello snickered with a wide clouded eye and a maniac smile on his face as he shifted his weight to leap onto the stairway railing.He opened his arms and tilted back his head, perfectly balanced and reveling in the smell of spilt blood and the knowledge that god must be crying right now for so innocent a child to have perished so brutally.
"Meow."Farfarello's gazed snapped down the cat."Meow,"It repeated.
"Who the hell are you?!?CATHERINE!"A high pitched feminine voice shrieked from the stairway.
The mother completely forgot about the Irishmen as the recklessly ran down the stairs and collapsed to her knees beside the body of her daughter.
"The angel is dead....The angel is dead...The angel is dead and now god cries."The panting Farfarello informed her.He leaped from the stairway and stabbed the woman in the back.He repeatedly stabbed her, blood splurting into his already red vision.
"AHhhhhhhhhhhh...."The woman fell forward, gurgling and twitching with an occasional shudder.
Farfarello drew the knife across the back of her neck, bloodlust strengthening him yet further so that it cut through the spine and backbone and left the head half severed.
The Berserker reached forward and ran his fingertips over the welling blood and brought the liquid to his lips to lap it up.Pepper was already lapping at the girl's blood that was painting the tiled floor red.
"Now...where is the last angel!?The angel.."Farfarello quickly turned, his neck cracking from such a quick movement and ran up the stairs, three at a time.He stopped at the top, frustrated because the hall cut to the left and right, stalling him."WHERE"He spat and panted.
He stopped breathing for a moment and heard a snore from his right coming from the bedroom at the very end of the hall.
"Mine, mine mine mine."Farfarello chanted quietly to himself as he stalked down the hallway and gently pushed open the door.
The idiot had stayed asleep the whole time his family was being murdered.Oblivious to the screams of agony.-What a fool...-Farfarello thought to himself as he licked his bloodstained dagger clean.
-He doesn't deserve to be killed quickly...-
He took a case of needles from beneath his bandages, the bulge concealed by his vest.
Slowly, he took a particularly long needle from his case and sat on the edge of the man's bed.
"Wha-"The man's eyes snapped open and he opened his mouth to yell but his body twitched convulsivly as Farfarello rammed the needle through his head.
Then, he pried the sobbing coward's eyes open and jabbed the needle through his left.Farfarello decided the leave it there as he, smiling gleefully, took a smaller one out and forced the man's head back.
He slashed down the man's neck a number of times.
-Are you done Farfie?-Schuldig's voice came to him.
-LSDGKHKJDSGNKLDSGNLDKng-Was all Farfarello could reply with some images and flashes of his bloodlust.
And, mind now completely lost and Schuldig's voice at interrupting his game angering him.He bent to bite into the man's throat with his specially sharpened teeth.(Crawford had agreed to let him have it done dentally) "AHHHH"The man screamed and clawed and clawed at him, slowly dying.Farfarello nawed and chewed savagely.The reached with convulsivly shaking hands beside himself and took a knife form the nightstand.
The man stabbed him in the shoulder once, then dropped the knife weakly and fell back on his bed, dead and eyes widened in horror. ***** Yeahyeah I had to cut off the Chapter early because I have to go somewhere.But Ill finish typing it later.^_^Hope you like it.Reviews please.