Escaping Death
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Summary- Kagome is an average girl with average friends. But after a strange online conversation, horrible attacks start happening all around the city she once known to be safe. Someone wants something from her and they are scaring her and torturing her. But who is it and what do they want? Can she really escape death?
In the last chapter, everyone thought that Inuyasha was the one who was going to be murdered. That isn't the case. He was merely used as an example.
I hope you all enjoy. Please review and thanks for reading. Here it goes.
Escaping Death
Chapter Six
(Killer's P.O.V.)
I lurked in the darkness on the edge of a very nice, large home, waiting for my chosen victim to arrive so I could complete the task I had set out to do. I jadedly fingered the knife in my glove covered hands, examining the blade in fixation as the waning moonlight reflected off of it. Soon, however, it was sure to be drenched in crimson, ruining its stunning silver and metallic colors. Sighing, I sheathed it back and knelt down lower into the tall grass.
I found my thoughts wandering through the depths of my mind and I soon began thinking of Kagome. A grin slowly spread across my lips as I envisioned the look that would befall her face after she learned of the murder tomorrow. I would show her once and for all. She needed to tell me who she wanted me to kill or else it might cost her. If I ever had to kill at random again, I was sure to choose her little Inuyasha.
It's all because of her that I have to kill at random tonight instead of hunting down her chosen victim and following them home. If she had, I wouldn't be forced to kill this idiot.
Snorting, I relaxed my tired muscles and pondered over my list of possible victims: Sango, Kanna, Shoiori, Sotan, Rin…Ah the possibilities. That was only the girl population though. If it were guys, my list would be something more like this, in order: Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, Kohaku, and Hiten. I wouldn't consider killing Kagome because, after all, she's the one who chooses my victims and she's such a wonderful game player.
A car pulled into the driveway. I could tell it was him from the moment it parked -- his shiny red Firebird. He climbed out of the car, locking it as he did so, and closed the door with a gentle slam. I ducked low into the grass so he would not see me. When he had climbed up the steps and had unlocked his door, and I was positive he had not seen me, I followed. When I reached the door, I extended a hand and took hold of the doorknob and gave it a slow, easy turn. Unlocked. Just as I had predicted.
So I let myself in. It was one of the things I did best.
I heard him fumbling around in the kitchen -- probably trying to find some dinner, who knew? -- and so I went there. I peeked around a corner and saw him, hurriedly putting a meal together before stuffing it into the microwave. It was a shame that he wouldn't be able to eat it.
For a brief moment, I thought that I should let him enjoy his last meal in front of the television or whatever. So I that is what I decided to do. I found a hiding spot and waited.
I had thought he was going to watch television. However, he went straight into a different room and I followed, staring at him from behind. It was his room -- I could tell from the mess. His bed was unkempt and dirty clothes were strewn everywhere. Reminded me of my own room, actually.
He was sitting at a computer, wolfing down his food and instant messaging with his friends. How sweet. I couldn't wait to dig my knife into his flesh and talk to some of his friends myself and tell them he was dead.
I relished in this thought for a few minutes, staring at his back. Soon that back would be full of holes created by a hunting knife. I couldn't wait. I was growing giddy with excitement and I could barely contain it all. But when he rose to his feet holding his dirty dishes, I knew then that I needed to hide. I want into the closest room I could find and watched as he exited his own and went right past me.
I managed to contain a sinister laugh as I watched him open the fridge and pull out a bottled drink. He opened it, tossing the cap carelessly to the floor and began drinking thirstily.
When he walked into his room once more, leaving the drink behind on the counter, I followed and slowly, ever so slowly, crept up behind him, lifting my knife above my head, and thrusting it down into his back.
He screamed in agony and spun around, pulling the knife free from his body. He looked wildly around until his gaze eventually landed on me. "Who the hell--?" He barely managed to say as I plunged the knife into his stomach. He careened forward and yelled again in pain. But I just continued stabbing. He pitched forward with every stab. It was pure bliss for me to carry out my dirty work.
What a shame, however, that he wouldn't get to see the face of his killer, for I was wearing a cover-up and sunglasses and a baseball hat pull low over my eyes.
I listened to his screams, I examined the blood covering the floor and his body, and I dared to stare deep into his eyes. What a shame…Kagome would be heartbroken. But it was all her fault that I had to kill him in the first place.
"Kagome says hi," I growled as watched as an expression of shock played over his face before he sported one of pain and sorrow.
"B-Bastard," he choked, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. He collapsed onto the floor.
"Honestly," I said, smirking malevolently. "She put me up to this. She hates you."
His eyes widened and he fell onto his stomach. He wasn't moving, so I assumed he had died.
Heaving a sigh, I went to his computer where one instant message awaited, the person talking frantically.
Miko17: Koga, you there? Koga, where are you?
I had to tell her. I couldn't wait for her to find out tomorrow or the next day. So I typed a message:
WolfBoy92: Sorry Kagome…Koga's dead.
There was a long pause and I waited, eager to see her response.
Miko17: Koga…are you messing with me?
I knew that, deep down, she knew the truth. She knew it was me.
WolfBoy92: I told you. Koga's dead. Quit playing dumb, you know it's me.
Miko17: You jerk! How could you?
WolfBoy92: I told you to pick someone. And you didn't. So I picked someone at random. It was simple, I came in and stabbed him over and over again.
Miko17: Stop it!
I felt satisfied that I'd upset her. My work was complete for the night. I turned to leave, but I saw that Koga hadn't quite given up. He had risen to his feet -- barely -- and was struggling to stand. "Not dead yet?"
"Not quite, bastard." He choked.
I smirked and sliced him across the throat, sending blood everywhere. He was surely dead now. He slumped to the floor.
I turned back toward the computer, the screen had blood splattered all over it. But I didn't care. I typed one last message:
WolfBoy92: Talk to ya tomorrow, babe.
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