Chapter 10: Sin 5- Anger
I knew I had to pull away from emotion so I could finish my kills. I decided it was time to kill a girl. Someone that was far too angry all the time. When I went to the dreamscape, I found her in my lair. She purposely came to me.
"Where are you, bitch!" she screamed. I laughed, scraping my claws against the lockers.
Skrrreeeeeech--ekkk!
She turned to me. I recognized her, and she recognized me. It was the girl from the locker room in high school, Rachel.
"My god… it's you! You're the new Nightmare Slasher!"
"Rachel…" I cooed, stepping up, "You haven't changed a bit."
"And you're still a freak. Red tank? Green jeans?"
"And claws…" I said, raising my gloved hand, "Why are you here?"
"Bitch, you killed my boyfriend!"
"Mike? Or Chris? It's so hard to keep track…"
"Chris." She said, holding herself.
"Yeah… Chris. But you shouldn't feel too bad about it. First of all, he almost beat me. Second… you'll be joining him soon."
"So, why me?" she asked calmly.
"Besides personal reasons? Well… you sinned. The sin of anger, or wrath if you like. You are always just so angry."
"And you're not?"
"No… not always. You egged me on that day in the locker room. I'm not always angry," the day's events came to mind, "Sometimes I'm happy. Sometimes I'm sad. Sometimes I'm just okay, ya know?"
"You're insane…" she gasped.
"Yup, I sure am. And since you sinned, it's my job to kill you." I laughed, scraping the lockers again.
Skrrreeeeeech--ekkk!
She yelped, and fell backward over one of the benches.
"Oh god… oh my god…"
"God isn't here. Only a fallen angel."
"You bitch!"
"Now see…" I waved my index claw in the air, "There's that temper again. Look, I'll give you a sporting chance. I'll sing my chant, and by the time I finish, you better be long gone. If I find you, that's it. Lights out, permanently." I clicked my claws together, "Now go! 1, 2… the angel's after you…"
She screamed as she stood up, nearly tripping again as she took off in a run.
"3, 4… better bar your door… 5, 6… you're in a fix… 7, 8… she holds your fate… 9, 10… never sin again… ready or not, here comes The New Nightmare Slasher!"
I heard her scream again. She was definitely not ready. It was going to be so easy. She was so scared I could smell it.
I carelessly dragged my claws down the line of lockers, letting out one long Skrrreeeeeech--ekkk! along the way.
Now that I had confessed my soul to Jake, I was actually hesitant to kill. I let myself see that this wasn't what I wanted. I didn't want to kill anyone, I really didn't. But… to avenge my mother… to avenge those little ghost girls who always sing the chant. To avenge those other teens and kids. I had to kill Rachel because she was one step closer to killing Krueger once and for all.
Now that I had my resolve back, I started after her again. I went right to her. She screamed, so loud I had to cover my ears. She took off again.
She was at the wall, cornered, but her screams were keeping me at bay.
What's wrong with me? I should be getting stronger, not… not whatever the fuck this is!
"Shut the fuck up!" I screamed at her, but she only screamed louder. I fell to my knees, holding my ears tight to block out the noise, "Fuck… shut up!"
Krueger appeared next to me. He hauled me to my feet, and waved his hand so Rachel's mouth was sown shut. She still tried to scream, but it was all muffled.
"What the fuck is the matter with you?" he snapped, shaking the lockers.
"I… I don't know… m-master…"
"Don't tell me you're growing a conscience!" he screamed.
"No! No… I-"
"That would mean I would have a softy on my hands, and no apprentice of mine can be soft." He clicked his claws together.
"I'm not growing soft! I'm more ruthless than ever!"
"Then prove it! Kill her! Tear her guts out!"
I looked over to Rachel, her eyes wide with fear. I felt a pang to my heart as she whimpered. I looked back to Krueger, who motioned me forward.
Okay… I can do this… I've done this before… just… jam my claws… into her… watch her bleed… take the soul… then turn back to Krueger…
I stayed right where I was and launched my arm, stretching my arm. My claws went through her and into the wall. Her eyes were wide and cold. Blood was leaking from her mouth, down her chin and onto her hot pink shirt.
I pulled my claws out with one fierce yank, blood flinging off my claws and dripping when I brought it to my side.
"Good. But… not so good." He growled.
"Her scream… it hurt. Why?"
"Your guilt, bitch! Be vindicated! Your first kills were so… unique. But now…" he looked to the girl and sneered, "This is the second time I have had to bail you out."
"Why did you?" I asked, finally looking at him instead of the blood. His eyes grew wide, like he didn't know. He turned his back to me and started down the hall.
"My angel… I won't bail you out again."
"Answer me, master. Why did you bail me out?"
"…Who knows, kid? Maybe I see a kindred spirit in you."
Now that caught me off guard. Krueger seemed a bit humane just then. He vanished before anything else could be said.
I walked over to Rachel and pulled out her soul. I just held it for a bit, looking at it. It was forlorn, a paradox, an unwanted but needed thing.
"I'm… I'm sorry. I swear though, your power will not go for a bad cause."
I absorbed her soul and awaited the pain. I had tears, not only for her, but for me as well. Tears fell from the pain as well as my guilt and shame.
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