Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I've got some neat looking butcher knives...
Killing Spree
Hey, I've got enough to buy those cute looking scissors...
Summary: When Death starts popping up everywhere at a dangerous rate and not many care, who's to stop the killings and track down the murderer?
II: Scissors are more than just a School tool
Still have to figure out how to get those fingers... hmm...
Hey! Look! There they are now! Dancing like cute little pixies... Let's go grab some and leave! We're going to make a FORTUNE! Imagine what people will think when they see the game king's fingers pickled perfectly and on auction.
Go for that one! The one of the left! I think that one's his middle finger... You'd rather have his ring finger?
Let's take both!
Yeah, slowly reach for it - don't scare it away! Closer... closer... you've got -
WHAM!
"Wake up. We need a reload on those dice."
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A crowd surrounded Anzu, all eager to sign her cast.
"How did it look Anzu? His body? How'd it look with all those pencil holes in his body?" A paranoid classmate asked her gleefully. "I bet it was the ALIENS! Did you get any dice? I want to study them. I bet it's a message from ALIENS. They OBVIOUSLY are trying to signal an intergalactic war. Hey... I bet Otogi was an ALIEN too. He IS..." The teenager gave a pause, then grinned the biggest grin he could grin. "I'm sorry... WAS a fanatic of dice right?"
Anzu gave him a weird look and laughed uneasily. "Uh huh... I'm sure he was. Well, I didn't take any of his... erm... the killers' dice. I don't was ANYTHING reminding me of that event. Yeah... anyhoo..." She turned to her friends. "Any of you see Ryou? His signature is the only one I want now."
"What about me? I wanna sign your cast too!" Jounouchi pouted.
Anzu glanced down at a section of her cast, covered with drawings of chips, burgers, fries, and soda. "Ehehe... I think you and Honda have signed quite enough. Well, let's find Ryou."
The bell gave out a ring, a happy little ring.
A girl let out a scream, a sad little scream.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Anzu's eyes widened and reshaped itself into a glare. She muttered quietly to herself for and second and looked up sharply. "Oh my gosh! It's Miho!" Anzu scurried off, toward the direction the scream came from.
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I hadn't meant to kill her... I really didn't.
But I had to.
She knew. She knew too much. She had walked toward me, demanding a full confession.
And how did I respond? I responded how anyone would've responded.
I took out my scissors and slit her neck... She died right as her blood began to drip... pour out.
I was nice... it was a fast, painless death. Except for the sharp jolt you feel when the cold metal of the scissors are still halfway through your body of course.
And before I knew it, she was dead, she had screamed, and she was laying on the floor. I heard footsteps and did what anyone would've done at that time. I stuck a dice in each of her eye sockets.
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Anzu ran toward the back of the gym followed by the rest of the gang.
"Miho, Miho... " Anzu muttered continuously, wrinkles of worry were creased deeply in her forehead. She heard footsteps coming from the other side of the small gym and as she got there, Ryou arrived there too.
Anzu's eyes widened greatly as she stared into Miho's eyes... or what was left of them. She blinked once, blinked twice, and that was all she could manage before bursting into tears.