I'm going to make sure this chapter has alot more going on.

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I've always understood the meaning of death and how it happens and yada yad.

But I've never done anything like it before. I mean, sure. We've all had killed an ant, spider, cockroach. But a human? Not really.

I mean no.

So, you could say I was very nervous when he gave me the first instruction. I mean, Macys? "I hope you know which one I mean!" What was that supposed to mean?

Maybe it was the one he took mom shopping in every month.

The scary thing is, my mother has excepted Mr. Kramer over the years, growing to love him. Or at least tolerate him. Or he would probably kill her.

I walked through the dank alleyway, in my trenchcoat leaving a trail in the mud.

No, I'm just kidding.

But I have a leather jacket...?

The sky was a dull gray, and the storm front overhead made have major head cramps. I should have taken tylenol. Too late.

Macys was on a street corner. 23rd to be exact. It was already open, and had many people roaming through the aisles.

I walked in quietly, so I wouldn't disturb anyone. So they won't notice that I'm going to murder one of their workers.

No biggie.

Oh gods. I see him. He looks like his profile Mr. kramer gave to me.

He was older, maybe in his late forties. Dyed black sideburns down to his chin, but pepper gray hair on his balding head. He also had a potbelly.

I saw him turn around to walk out a door behind his counter, and I followed, matching his slow, steady pace.

He leaned against the dumpster, holding a cigar in his left hand. He was also looking down at his phone.

"Michael Chen?" I hope I sound intimidating.

He jumped at the sound of my voice, but gained his usual composure. "Whad'ya want, kid?" His voice was high and raspy, which sounded very wierd on a grown man like him.

"Do ya want something? Good looking child like you needs a girl. I sell them if ya want one of them. They are all beautiful, but I have one to hook you up with." He leaned over to me, and showed me the girl on his phone.

I yanked the phone out of his hand. "You sell girls?"

"Oh, yes. 13 to 18! They are very easy to get then. Kill the parents of course." He laughs to himself. "Well? Do you want her? She's only 500. Half off."

Then I pulled out the knife.

"Son. Why would you do that?" His face grew pale, which showed the excessive use of fake tan. "Please, I have a business to run. You understand right?"

I was all but growling.

"You sell girls. But you kill their FAMILIES FIRST?" I was enraged. I brought the knife down through his throat, and he fell like a sack of potatoes on the concrete.

I took his phone and wallet, and threw him into the dumpster he was leaning on a minute ago.

A sick man he was. Now I don't feel so bad about killing him.

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Leaving the motel was easy. I never wanted to go back.

"How long?" I asked mom, jolting to and fro because of the brat kicking my seat again.

"Well, we have about 4 hours to hit New York City! We have the apartment ready, so all we need to do is unpack, and then I'll settle with my boss." She smiled at me, her bug eyed sunglasses covering half her face.

Glad she's happy.

"You will be going to the 'Square Brick High School." I snorted.

"'Square Brick'? Now thats a stupid name." I leaned my head back and stared at the black sky. Lightning flashed into my eyes.

"Oooh Mommy! Did you just see that?" ANgel bounced excitedly in her car seat.

"Yeah! We're all gonna die!" Gazzy giggled with insane laughter, while Angel started to tell him how rainbows make everything better. And to shut up.

The radio started to play a stupid pop song, so I turned it down. But mom looked at me. "I love that song, Max. Turn it up."

"No."

"Now!"

"Nooooo."

Then she spun the dial all the way up, which caused the idiotic beat to blare throught he speakers.

"Baby I love the way ya talk! You walk! OHHHHHH!" Mom was on the borderline of exploding out of her seat, which threw me into a fit of laughter.

"Mom! I LOVE IT!" Angel waved her hands around while Gazzy did the robot. People all around us stared through the car window, but I didn't care.

We stopped in the parking lot of a store just as the song ended, and we all did jazz hands.

"WHHOOOHOOOO!" Mom posed, and I threw my arms around her.

"Mom. I love you." She kissed my head, and the twins laughed until they had no breath left.

Maybe this wouldn't be TOO bad.

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Tada! Everyone give a round of applause to Fang for killing his first human EVA!

*Cricket chirps*

Hehehe. Eh- bye.

-Max