Scene 18
Now, at night…
In a van…
Private Dick POV
I sat across from him and watched him stare at me. The fox tilted his head as he said, "Where are we going?"
"Your next 'set'." I told him. Good thing he dosent know that I hit his car, if he did he would probably kill me.
"What's your name?" he asked as his head tilted like a confused puppy. He is remarkable calm compared to earlier. He was acting crazy, saying rants, just being wild. Dr. Cooper told us that he would act like that, but would calm down after a bit.
"Private Dick. That is all im telling you." I said as I laid my rifle on my lap, the barrel facing him.
"A M14 with sling and rubber grip, nice…" he said as he looked at it.
I lifted it and said, "Yup, it's a nice one here, modified it my self."
"That is my favorite gun, except for the Glock." He said, I saw him grin from the side of the mask.
"Nice to know." I said flatly.
"Enough chit-chat, we are here." Said the Driver as he parted a little mesh window.
I opened the back van door and said, "Ok, this is where you get off. Get good kills."
He jumped down and said, "I will."
Marshall POV
I saw the van drive away down the street, the black paint hiding it in the darkness.
"Ok, this is one of the East's hide outs, be quiet for the best kills."
I walked to a house that was in front of me. It looks like a small mansion with broken windows, lights on, graffiti on every wall, and broken bottles scattered around. I looked and saw a small basement entrance. I walked to it and put my ear against the door.
"NIGGA SHUT UP! Weed don't cost that much!" I heard a voice say.
"It so does you dumbass! Fur cost so much more too!" another one said.
"Well buy more weed instead of fur." Said voice that sounded like it was near the wall.
"Ok then… JORDON DON'T SMOKE THAT IN HERE!" shouted one.
"Why the hell not!?" someone complained.
"The meth is super combustible, smoke it outside!" said the same voice.
"Alright, alright…" he groaned. I quickly got out of the way of the door and crouched in a shrub. The door opened and walked a East member wearing green. He pulled out a cigarette and a lighter and started to smoke.
"Uptight motherfuckers…" he mumbled.
"These assholes don't know how to make decent meth, take care of this guy then the rest."
I grabbed a broken bottle that was near me and tossed it into a another bush.
"Huh?" he said. He walked to it, still smoking, and looked into the bush. I stood up and grabbed an another broken bottle and grasped it by the drinking in. The glass was sharp and ready for use. I slowly walked to get behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Huh?" he turned around and I stuck the sharp in into his face. The glass went deep into his nose and eyes as he grabbed my hand, I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him to his knees and kept on pushing the bottle farther until he stopped moving.
"Nice kill, and it was quiet."
I dropped him and searched his pockets. I looked in his back pocket and found a sharp switchblade knife. Perfect, and this wont break real easy.
I held on the knife and walked around the house. I walked behind and found a mesh back door. I opened it and found that I was in a kitchen. I saw a East in gray by a fireless stove cooking what I thought was crack. He had on earphones and kept doing what he did. I quickly got behind him and put my hand over his mouth. He tried to scream but I quickly slit his throat, I felt the blood go down from the knife to my hand, and blood come up from his mouth. I then pushed his head into the pot of boiling water. I heard him trying to scream as water came up. He struggled to break free but I kept him there till he stopped. His arms drooped down and I let him go. The crack water from the pot spilled onto the floor, I looked at his burned face but I didn't feel anything. I didn't feel sorrow, or remorse. I felt new, like I was born to do this. I found my new meaning to life.
"Wow that was a nice kill, burned AND slit throat!"
I left the mongoose on the floor and started to go up the stairs.
"Michael, you ok!?" I heard someone yell.
I quickly backpedaled and hid in a corner of the kitchen. I heard him walk down and down the hallway, "You ok ese?" he said. He stepped into the kitchen and saw the mongoose on the floor. "Michael!" he said as he ran to the body. He covered his mouth, trying not to puke.
"KILL HIM! GUT HIM!"
I quickly ran behind him and wrapped my arm around his neck. The fox tried to fight it but I got my knife and started to cut his face.
"AG-" he almost screamed but I shoved the knife in his throat. Blood squirted out from the cuts on his face and the knife in his throat.
"Nice… Nice…"
I took the knife out and wiped off the blood. I looked and saw a big puddle of blood in the kitchen. I put my fingers in the blood and put it on my mask. I started to walk to the stairs, I stumbled up till I reached the top. I was in a hallway with a few rooms, one of them was open with a light on.
I walked to it and saw a hedgehog on a table doing lines of coke.
"THAT'S THE SHIT!" he screamed as he dropped his straw. He feel back and laid on the floor.
"So much good stuff…" he moaned.
His eyes glanced at me and his eyes went wide. "Who are you?" he said slightly scared.
I didn't answer but I went to him, I stuck the knife in his eye and began to dig into it.
"AHHH!" he screamed as I pushed it deeper. I kept on pushing till I reached the brain, where he stopped moving.
"A BLIND eye to crime! HA HA!"
I stood up and saw a fox in the hallway, he had a small meat cleaver and looked scared as hell. I grabbed my knife by my blade and threw it at him. It went threw the air, cutting it, and hit him in the fore head. He fell with a thud. I went up to him and ripped it out his skull. "If only I found you a long time ago boy!"
I looked down the hall and saw no one. I went to each one of the rooms and found no one inside each. They just had bags of coke, weed, and some other drugs. Still holding my bloody knife, I walked down the stairs. I saw a two East members in the kitchen, looking at the dead body.
"Who ever did this is going to pay!" one of them as he shook his fist.
"We will kill the mother fucker who did this!" the other one said as he took out a screw driver.
I stood there and he said, "The blood prints leave the kitchen, he is still here."
They turned around and saw me. They froze and slowly backed off.
"Finish these two."
I slowly walked to them, they slowly backed away, I got close to the one without the screw driver and he started to shake. I got my knife and stuck it inside his stomach, blood quickly came out his mouth and onto my mask, I slowly twisted it as he grabbed his stomach. I pushed the knife deeper and deeper into his stomach, all the way to the end of the handle. I stood back and watched him fall to the ground. I turned my head to the other East member and he dropped his screw driver. He ran away, but fell on the dead body from earlier. He laid on his back as I got on top of him. I put my hands on his neck, slowly squeezing the air out of him, he put his hands on my arm, trying to push me off, but my grip got tighter and I crushed his windpipe.
"Nice, not bloody, but nice. Now, they are a few more East members down stairs, about 3 more, just kill them and we are done."
I saw a door open that was under the staircase, I slowly walked down it and saw 3 East members playing poker. A meth maker thing (I don't know what its called) was near them, turned on and making more of the drug.
I looked down and saw that I had a piece of barbed wire on my boot. How did that get there? I walked down and turned off the light.
"What the fuck!" "What happened" "Another power outage!?"
I heard their voices and went to the closest one. I wrapped the wire around his neck and kneed him in the back. I heard him choke. As he fell to his knees I put my knee on his back and pushed. I quickly shifted and turned the wire as his head slowly fell off his neck. "Nice, nice, decapitation is always a favorite."
"What was tha-"
SNAP!
The other East member began to talk, he was next to me. I quickly put my hands on his neck and snapped it. "Whats happening!?"
I got the last East member and pushed him into the meth maker, lighting him on fire.
"AGHHH!" he screamed. He tried to put himself out, but he soon died, the smell of his flesh filled the air. "Nice, that was a nice scene. If I were you I would get out, the place would blowup in about 2 minutes cause of the fire and meth."
I walked out of the house and saw a black armored van.
"Get inside." Said a man as he stood inside it, his gun aimed at me.
I got inside and sat down. The door closed and I looked outside the window.
"Watch for the fireworks kid." Said the man.
KABOOM!
The house soon exploded and was in a ball of flames, burning everything and everyone inside…