A/N: Thanks(Get it 'cause I can spell properly) to everyone who was waited so long for this to come out. I apologize, like I do in every chapter I puke out.

Chapter Seven

Dib couldn't believe he had said those words, it just wasn't right, this wasn't him.

The woman began to sob loudly, it was irritating. Dib wished she would just shut up, even if that might make this more difficult.

Dib walked closer to the woman and with each step she seem to grow more frightened, her sobs louder and she began to tremble.

"I'm so sorry." Dib said, his conscience was getting the better of him. With his heavy head he bit his bottom lip; his mind couldn't comprehend what he was doing. Heart beats were pounding in his ears - were they the sound of his heart or hers? Dib felt as though he was in complete control the woman's existence. Her life was in his hands, he could erase the memory of everything she's ever done, reduce her beautiful body to nothing but a corpse. It was a strange feeling, to be so powerful, so important. What he was doing was not very admirable but he imagined this is how his father might have felt at work.

His father…

"W-why?" A faint voice knocked Dib back into the current state of affairs. She hung on the wall and her suffering seemed to pull her body closer to the ground, stronger then gravity did.

Dib strained a weak smile; his dark eyes looked as though they were made of polished glass. Dib didn't answer her.

"Tell me! Why are you going to kill me?" She screamed at him with what little effort she could muster. He words pierced through Dib, what was he suppose to say? He couldn't tell her the truth. He could tell her that he was about to kill her because of his own greed.

"ANSWER ME YOU SICK FUCK!" She shrieked so loudly that shivers were sent down the spines of even the rats crawling on the floor. A smile emerged on Dib's face; the sound of her scream warmed his body. Screams are the product of pure emotion, no real thought is necessary in creating a scream, they are completely natural.

"I think you have the roles mixed up."

Followed by the voice was a familiar clacking of steel on cheap tile. Dib immediately knew who was approaching.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" The woman screamed for the last time. Moments after she spoke a sliver glint caught Dib's eye, a knife flew rapidly inches away from his head and penetrated the woman's body, directly in her neck. The woman twitched and convulsed and Dib's eyes widened. She coughed and blood began to drip from her mouth before she finally stopped moving. Dib struggle for a breath, he wasn't particularly disturbed by the sigh of her body just how sudden her life was taken was remarkable.

"Perhaps you should eat something before you kill anyone." Johnny said from close behind Dib. Dib turned around to face Johnny. The look within his eyes was full of concern and was strangely parental. Something Dib never really saw in either of his father figures but even less in his mother.

The thought of food was a good one, so Dib decided to cast aside the fact the their was a dead body in the room and followed Johnny receive something to consume.

A/N: Were you hoping to see Dib kill someone? Not quite yet, snarklings. "Something Dib never really saw in either of his father figures" Yes, you read correctly either of his father figures. Ohhh... subtle.