A/N: After a way to long hiatus, I have returned to continue this story.

Blood and Sand (Forever they will stay as Stains)

"Lalalala" I abandoned my rage to be delightful. Rage causes you to lose focus, and I can't lose focus in this time of blood. I should be proud of myself! I found that piece of wisdom on the internet. You know what, I am! I am proud of myself.

Walking down the street, I noticed that the roaches were going about their business. They have no idea that I, Jimmy, will be by and put a lovely Vengeance bullet through their skulls.

Vengeances Bullet?

Damn! I really need to have someone write my lines. Oh well, I will have enough time when I dispatch these… creatures to the pits of hell that they belong.

Must learn to control my wondering thoughts because I'm here! The Park, the lovely park where I, unfortunately, have to kill the people I was hoping to take with me when I go to Brazil. Oh well, plans change. I guess I could break one of the other Creekers, maybe Double D. He seems to be the weakest one. Maybe the death of everyone around him will break him. God, I love my superb ability to alter my plans.

"Hey Jimmy, what are you doing here! Haven't you hurt me enough?"

And there are my victims! One staring at me with tear stained eyes, the other glaring at me like he wanted to kill me. I couldn't help but smile.

"No, no I think I have done enough. You hurt me, Sarah, and now I plan on hurting you."

Johnny stood up then, as if to protect the little brat. "You have to go through me before you can get to her." He moved in front of Sarah in a defensive manner. "I won't let you hurt her."

I'm finding it difficult not to laugh. Abandoning my rage was the best idea in the world! Oh, how I love this new me! "Dear Johnny, how are you going to stop me? All you are is a simple tree hugger. You are a hippie. The fact that Sarah even likes you sickens me!" Wait, happiness is leaving me. Rage is coming. "I originally was planning to keep you two alive. But now you betrayed me. You must die."

Their staring at me with shocked expressions, didn't they see this coming? Damn them all. I can't be happy now. I'm pissed!

"You're crazy! I-I will tell on you. You're in big trouble, mister." Johnny said as continued to protect Sarah. She shook with fear. That brought a moment of pleasure, but it was absorbed by rage. I want to kill the fake ass bitch.

"How, if you leave Sarah, I will kill her. And don't bother screaming, no one will hear you. So you're pretty much screwed aren't you?"

Everything seemed to spin as I hit the ground. I slowly come out of the stupor I was in. As the fog from my brain cleared, I felt the pain emanating from my cheek. The melon headed freak hit me! How dare him!

"You bastard, I dare you to hit me again." Rage and adrenaline cloaked the pain as I stood to face my prey. This time I was aware of Johnny's approach. I ducked under of one of Johnny's rights, grab the knife I hid in my pants and with a quick thrust, impaled him in the neck.

Blood flow from the wound and sprayed the sand. Johnny fell to the ground as blood continued to flow from the mortal wound.

I did it!

I feel absolutely thrilled. That prick is dying, and now I can deal with Sarah. I approached Sarah as she cowered in the fetal position. Bloody knife in hand, I knelt down next to her. She tried to scoot away but I grabbed her hair.

"So, you are about to pay for your treacherous ways. Are you ready to die?" I asked, as I stroked her hair. It felt amazing.

"P-please don't."

The happiness is returning. I can't believe I'm off to a great start. My revenge will be sweet. Oh, how I love it when everything works out.

"I can't, because you hurt me." I pressed the bloody knife to her neck. "And everyone that hurts me must die!" Holding her head down, I sliced her neck. I stood and stepped out of the sandbox. I watch with fascination as Sarah's blood mix with Johnny's and sunk into the sand.

Damn it. Why do I feel sad? Why do I feel remorse?

'Because you're weak.'