Keith did this for a living, and it worked. Each stream got him about 10,000 bucks by the end. With the entry fee and special requests, it all added up nicely. He put most of the money back for when he got older. He was just doing this until he could support himself for the rest of his life. Not to mention the crushing debt his parents left for him. It was almost payed off now.

Keith was hulling a bag of mutilated college student to the black van outside his house. It already stunk even though he only just killed her an hour prior. She was just heading to class perhaps but she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Keith couldn't afford to be sorry. He learned that really fast.

He first encountered the twisted sick fucks on the dark web when he was 13. He had gotten interested in the deep web and did some exploring. It was stupid but he thought he was completely bad ass. He had found drug venders, child porn and fake shock videos. At first, he thought that that was all the deep web was. He was wrong.

There were layers of the deep web. The worst was called the shadow web, that's what deep web users called it anyway. It was filled with snuff vids, hitmen and streams called redrooms. Keith was determined to see if redrooms were just a rumor. He tried a ton of different tor browsers to make sure he wouldn't get hacked. That didn't stop them. He was hacked many times before he could figure out how to properly protect himself.

When he was 15 he got into his first redroom. They were real alright, and fucking horrific. He didn't get on the deep web for a long time after that due to the long nights of no sleep and fear every time the house settled and creaked. Things were looking up anyway.

Shiro, a guy he had known for a long time, took him in. No more foster care for him which was great. It wasn't until he saw Shiro struggling with the death or his mom and the bills did Keith get back to using tor and browsing through the web. He went straight to someone he had met when he was 14 for guidance. That's when he suggested running a redroom. Keith declined without a second thought. No way in hell would he ever kill a human being.

A few more months went by and Shiro had gotten into an accident. He lost his arm and had pretty bad wounds scattered all over his body. That was what got Keith to start the red room. With Shiros injuries he couldn't work or pay any bills. His arm was gone and the good replacement costed more money than Keith could comprehend.

His first victim was a boy maybe a year younger than him. He was very strong and Keith actually struggled to get him tied to the chair. Since most of his viewers were males, they weren't really interested in the boy. It was not a smart move for the first stream.

He could kill any gender now though. He had a fan-base and most of his viewers were there for him and his techniques. Gender didn't matter. He still mainly chose woman though due to him being able to handle them easier and getting turned on during a stream was not good. He could watch a girl struggle and be completely professional however with men, he was weak. Its hard to work a stream when you are hard.

The last male he had killed was this old fat ass teacher that pissed him off. It was a treat for his viewers though. When Keith was pissed they always got excited because they knew Keith was going to draw out their torture to keep them conscious as long as possible. That's just how he and the viewers liked it.

Now with that boy who had interrupted his stream an hour ago… Keith wasn't really mad, just entertained. From what he could see Lance was just a simple college kid with a supportive family. He was a cutie too.

He didn't have a credit card, and his debit was empty. He didn't really go on the deep web very much due to the fact he had no tor. He didn't have coins of any sort. There was nothing he could really profit from taking other than his body. He didn't live to far either. Same town and in fact went to the same college that Shiro worked. It should be easy.

Keith handed the bag to the man and handed him the money. He disposed of the body for pretty cheap. He didn't know the guys name but he was trust worthy.

It was funny though. No matter how many pieces you cut someone into, they don't get any lighter.

With a wave Keith parted with the man to go home. Shiro didn't know about this, he would never approve of this.

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"How was work?" Shiro asked when Keith came into the house. A really nice house too since Keith started helping out with rent. It was two stories and the kitchen was big. knowing Shiro, he liked to have a lot of space to cook. His thing was home cooked dinner every night. Fast-food was unhealthy and he refused to let Keith bring that grease ridden crap into his healthy household.

"It was entertaining, some guy got pissed off at me for doing my job," Keith had to change up the scenario just a little. Couldn't let Shiro in on the fun now could he.

Shiro chuckled and stirred his tea. It was morning by then and Shiro was getting ready for work. Keith would normally sleep till he got home later. Due to his work, his sleep schedule was special.

"Hey Shiro? Do you know a Lance?" Keith asked curiously. He might as well ask just to make sure when the kid is dead Shiro wouldn't freak to much.

"Yeah, McClain, is that who you're talking about?" Shiro asked taking a seat at the table and taking a sip of his warm tea. Keith nodded curiously.

"He's a nice kid, always gets his assignments done on time. He stays after a lot just to talk. He's even bought me coffee a few times," Shiro chuckled, Lance might have been just trying to be a teachers' pet to get good grades but it was still nice.

Great. This Lance kid was probably important to Shiro, he shouldn't have even asked.

"He was the one who got pissed at me today," he yawned due to the lack of sleep he had gotten.

"What did you do to him?" Shiro chuckled in disbelief. "Did you cut him off or something? Wait, Lance is still underage," Shiro looked oddly at the younger boy.

"He can be there to get something to eat but I can't serve him alcohol, I thought you knew this," Keith explained. Yep that was his cover. He was supposed to be a bar tender.

"Oh shit, I have to get going, school starts in less than an hour," he took one last sip of his tea before throwing his coat on and walking out the door.

And now Keith was bored. He would go to sleep but considering now was the time when Lance wouldn't be home he had other things to take care of. Just a little look around.