A/N Don't you just love psychopaths? I do! I do! VigilanteS...oops, don't want to give it away now do it? J/K I'm not gonna tell. This is fun, this is really fun to write. You think you know who it is? Odds are you're wrong. Very very wrong...unless you're one of those people like me who figure these things out in five minutes. If you figured Saw out in the first 20 minutes (Straight down to the getting up part!) and you have a guess on this one, you're probably right, if you knew the twist in Dracula from the start, then you know this...it's fun to hear your guesses though. (And I almost did make it Woody...almost.)

The gun still feels heavy in my hands as I lay it down with the body. Fitting end for the man. A drug dealer killed by his own gun. I'm doing the world a favor, that's what I'm doing. Getting rid of all these criminals. All these people that lead to deaths. Every single one of them, every one has caused a death, and every single one of them has walked away.

It's not like that's why I'm doing it though. It's nice to romanticize and act as if I'm a killer with a purpose. That I'm doing the world a favor. I am, but that's just a nice side effect. I came up with the idea to target the criminals because they have no public sympathy. No one cares if a drug dealer dies. No one cares if a rapist dies, or a murderer.

The public thinks that they got what was coming to them. And without the public breathing down the necks of Rene Walcott and the chief of police, they're less likely to want the case solved. They could care less. They're upset that these men got off. They all got off because the justice system failed them.

I'm not a vigilante though. I really could care less. It started with an accident. A bar fight gone wrong. He didn't wind up dead, but close to it. I thought that I accidentally killed him. And I liked the feeling that it gave me. To know that I had just ended someone's life. There was something that I had heard, that everyone has it in them to be a killer, given the right circumstances.

But the sane suppress that urge. Does that make me insane? I don't know. If it does then every single murderer could get off on insanity. "Sane people don't kill people. You have to be crazy to kill someone." I'm not crazy. They say if you think you're crazy than you're not.

I keep a steady job, a good job. I play golf and ski on the weekends. I'm divorced, but so is half the population. I'm not crazy. I'm just an average schmuck. It's just my hobby is frowned upon by most. It's not like I'm killing innocent people for no reason. I'm killing people who deserve to die.

And I can get away with it. No one's going to connect these two murders. No one's going to connect Danny Dimemmo to some drug dealer who made the biggest mistake of his life. I had parked for a minute, having just gotten off the phone when he jumped in my car, asking me what I wanted.

I couldn't pass up the opportunity. When he pulled his gun on me after I started, driving it was easy enough for me to send his head into the dashboard, effectively knocking him out. The few drops of blood irk me, but they cleaned up well. Besides, it's not like anyone is going to suspect me.

Then it was just a matter of putting on a pair of gloves, dragging him out of my car, shooting him and driving off, leaving the gun with him. No tie back to me. None at all. I just get back into my car and drive back to work, listening to the radio.

My last killing is all over the news. The cops said that they're trying hard, along with the ME's office. But they're not going to catch me. They keep thinking it's another mobster. They're wrong. Very, very wrong.