Harley Tandley 16, District 2 Male
Pre-reapings
I just finger the sharp blade of the bloodied saw, trying to ignore the cries of the unfortunate soul I got tied to my medical bed, the blood is still wet from when I sawed his girlfriend to pieces, ever since I got more freedom to be allowed out and the medication hasn't been fucking with my brain I have been well been leaving, body after body, the good thing is I'm untouchable.
I know I will probably be sent to death row called the Hunger Games but I really don't care I never had a chance in life, After I just woke up one morning and murdered my parents I was thrown into the special unit because apparently not having an excuse for stabbing your parents to death is deemed mentally unstable but I find my self perfectly fine, I just like blood and cutting people apart, it fascinates me.
But ever since I cut some guy in half last week I have been itching for the feeling even more I got a new saw that day I called him Junior, he was a lot sharper than I thought, I was planning to just cut this blokes stomach open so I can steal his intensities since I like collecting organs and storing them as toys. I found an abandoned butcher, well it wasn't abandoned some man owned it, so I just shoved him in the freezer for a few days and he ended up dying so now the butcher is abandoned That's where I store all my organs since I don't want them to make my doctors cave messy with blood, my little shack, where I hide and kill people is my safe haven, a place where I can be in peace, in the district I'm watched like a hawk like I am a caged animal but the peacekeepers are too scared, if I get startled, I sort of get a little upset, that's when I beheaded someone a few years ago in public, then was put into even stronger security where I only got let out once a week but after I had a psychotic break when Koby died last year and almost bit my own tongue off and actually cut one of my fingers off they knew I needed space.
Now I'm missing a pinky not that I really mind I still have him next to me when I sleep, but lately I have been wanting to experiment more, As a kid I was always fascinated my father was a surgeon, the best surgeon in two, I use to want to be like him, he even use to bring me to work because apparently I got barred from child care after trying to bite some girl in the neck apparently that's not good behaviour, not that I really remember half of what I did, now I do, I remember and enjoy every bit of it.
"Your girlfriend got my saw pretty bloody, I wonder how long it will take to find the body, I can already hear the screaming it's quite peaceful," I say softly as the boy screams into his gag, look I didn't realise I killed a pregnant girl until I got a proper look at her stomach and if I didn't have the guy to deal with, I probably would have taken her here and cut the baby out to try and save it but in my defence, they were the first people I saw, My roommate and I are only let out for a few hours a day at night because we are seen as dangers yet since they need us alive for some reason and we both have hurt our selfs in the past they need to let us have our own space.
He likes fire, I'm a bit scared of it but he never has burnt me with it, I like the flames though the colours are interesting, my favourite colour is red though.
"I don't like when my victims scream or cry, I like speaking to my victims before I have to experiment on them so I hope I can take your gag off and you will be kind to not scream. I don't want to hurt you more than I should, I did put a man's lower body on a flag pole a few days ago I would rather not do that to you, so will you be kind, and not scream" I say. I like talking for some reason to victims hearing their stories, hearing about their fear and why they don't want to die, I don't feel guilt, I don't really feel anything at the start I laugh I don't know why but then it just becomes numb and then I see the beautiful human body and I start to cut them apart see their organs and then I don't want to stop.
I do sell some on the black market, wasn't hard to get them I just walked in one day holding someone's skinned body with their organs missing and I got an entire club wanting my work, because for some reason district 2 likes buying organs, we probably have an underground club of cannibals or something wouldn't shock me, we do have a satanic club I met the leader from Rory who keeps in contact with them since he says Lucifer use to be one of them not that I never met lucifer apparently only the devils sons get to see him.
If I'm not a devil then I must be a god or an angel, I guess I do kill people but I send people to god, he should be happy with me, I hope I can meet him when I do, so I can cut him apart and see what makes him god and then I can become god, that's before I can to go to the underworld and meet the witch god, sometimes I believe I was born with a witch curse maybe that's why I kill because I have really no other excuse.
Apparently saying I wanted to isn't a really good excuse, Saying I like killing is an even worse excuse but I'm not a psychopath I don't go out of my way to kill people, I just grab the first person or couple if I'm bored in my sight, that meet my criteria of being between 6-26, and then fate decides the rest as much as children are boring victims because they don't talk, they more scream for their parents but young organs especially the brain, fascinates me it's a lot more squishy, maybe one day I would try a baby but when I broke into a house one day, sawed up an entire family I saw a baby crying and for the first time I felt something like this voice telling me it isn't right.
I found the baby endearing and cute but when I picked her up and tried to get her to stop crying, trying to soothe her she just stopped breathing and then was dead I didn't realise if you shake a baby so much or try to grab them by the neck, that neck will snap.
He just nods at me as I just rip the gag off counting to ten as he doesn't scream "Thank you" I say softly
"What are you, some sort of doctor" he stutters, I'm proud of my little set again Walk into a place with a skinless body and you get what you want, and I got a lot of medical supplies by walking in with a headless body.
"I call myself a witch doctor, I send spirits to the witch gods, I capture some in jars, as well see," I say pointing towards the jars filled with blood on the walls.
"So you are some sort of vampire," he says
"Vampires aren't real it's just a mythology, authors believe by writing fictional creatures they can try to excite or scare the human mind, tell scary stories and people become cautious, it makes them almost grateful for the world we live in, that we have not real monsters only humans," I say
"You cut my pregnant girlfriend to pieces" he yells
I just bring a knife to his lips men are angrier when being victimised, females are easy you speak gently and it soothes them, it's something Koby caught me before some bitch murdered him, I never hated someone so much yet I can't even get vengeance because she is dead, I was tempted to kill my self so I can go into the afterworld and murder her but I don't think we will be in the same afterworld, I won't be going to hell.
"Careful with your tone, I just want to talk," I say gently moving the knife.
"Before you kill me?" He says
"I don't call it killing, I'm a doctor and what do doctors do" I say as he just raises an eyebrow "Send people to a better place" I whisper.
"Doctors help people, not kill them," he says
"But some can't be saved, some need to be killed with mercy, I doubt someone would want to live without both their legs," I say just injecting him with blood thickness I don't know where I found these but I love them, sometimes when Rory has I kill together he uses his blow torch to stop the bleeding but when we kill alone I need a way to make sure they don't bleed out because apparently losing legs makes people bleed to death.
"Please kid please" he yells
"See what you got Junior" I whisper as I begin to saw off his legs just smiling, at the screams, he just keeps screaming in pure agony.
"Now do you want to live?" I whisper just touching the now sump of what use to be his legs as he whimpers.
"Exactly, why would I let a poor man who lost his wife and future child and now his legs live it's cruel, I'm an angel of death I send people to a better place," I say
"Not when you have caused it" he yells I just shrug, just walking closer to him now fiddling with a knife.
"What happened to your pinky," he says with pain in his voice.
"I sliced it off last year," I say he just blinks, his face covered in horror and pain.
"That must have been painful," he says, I like this guy I might keep him alive longer, everyone else is normally boring and is quick to get on my nerves.
"Not really I almost bit my tongue off and that was painful," I say
"Explains the stutter and lipse," he says
I just point the knife to his eye as he just swallows "You seem to know how to talk to me" I say
"I study child psychology," he says
He just screams as I bring my knife down to his shoulder "I'm not a child but that's a fascinating job, Please tell me more, don't mind the knife by the way, he won't hurt you well unless I tell him too" I say I see weapons as people, they feel emotions too, that's why I don't like to call them objects, it's quite mean, and I see my self as a good and caring person, it's why I am so nice to my victims I want them to be happy before they die.
"I'm guessing you are from the special unit right, you look like a well-built kid," he says I just nod, I don't mind the special unit, I have my best friend since I was at risk of being alone and he is like a brother to me, and we have access to the training centre and I like hacking dummies, plus Maverick sometimes comes and pays, a visit he use, to a lot before Koby died but I think his death made him sad and he is really nice.
It is a good life, especially now that I'm allowed to go out and I don't have to see the scary nun last at the church Thankfully all the churches have been burnt down, Sawyer burnt one day, Rory has burnt the rest down, he burned the last one down on Sunday night when there were exactly 67 people there for church, I know because I went afterwords, burned bodies scared me though.
"I want to help children, alot of kids like you feel like you have no chance of life, that you're lost that people don't understand you, you are confused, in your mind what you are doing is a good thing, the right thing but everyone else tells you otherwise, you are made out to be a villain and that scares you, I was close to graduating, so I have learned a lot," he says, you can hear the pain in his voice but he keeps talking.
"I like you," I say he just smiles
"Sadly I sort of cut your legs off," I say just taking my knife out.
"Go for it kid, like you said you're an angel of death, send me to a better place," he says.
I just smile at him, finally someone understands I don't kill for a bad reason, I kill to save them, Then I take their organs and I want to see what his heart is like it's probably big since he's so nice.
I just grab Junior again, as I just bring my saw down once and twice as I feel blood splatter all over me, as I close my eyes again I hear nothing in the room only complete and utter silence, It's calming again, peaceful.
I just nod to the man I killed, I quickly take out my knife which I got from a witch Koby told me about it, even has my initials on it as I carve the symbol in his head hoping the spirits will look after him.
I just jump when I hear a knock on my door, only one person knows, where this place is as I just open it, Rory doesn't seem fazed that I have blood all splattered over me that's the only thing I hate about being blonde it turns red and I look ugly.
"They are looking for you, it's past curfew they said something about reaping's tomorrow and we need a good nice rest," he says just glancing at the body.
"Did they see it?" I say
"The women in the square, yeah, Lucifer was proud, you didn't cut the baby out though, Why?" he says
"I had a live body, Will you help me find the body after reapings so we can cut the baby out" I say
"I want to cut a baby out, I can say you are at church give you a little more time," he says
"All the churches are burnt down though," I say
"Not the one by the red Valley, that church goes off, It's where the demons have their meetings and parties," he says, Sometimes I'm upset that I can't see, what he sees, all I see is boring real life but he can see demons and banshees, not that I want to see banshees apparently when one screams you die.
"Or I can help you," he says I just smile
"I missed you today," I say
"You too, it's lonely killing alone sometimes," he says
"Who did you kill?" I ask
"A little girl I turned her to a rocking chair and set fire to her t-shirt, the screaming as like a beautiful melody," he says
"Screaming is the only music in this world, haven't you found everyone acting strange with us, ever since they were called into a Victor meeting" I say.
Our window can see the entire centre, we watch what happens a lot, the special unit trains separately to everyone else, don't blame for that decision.
"Yeah I have too, it's a warning isn't it," he says
I just nod "I will burn them before they can take us," he says
"As long as we have each other though it doesn't matter," I say putting my pinky out.
"As long as we have each other" he says softly just linking my only pinky with his, if death is coming to get us I'm not afraid.
Rory Elsher 16, District 2 Male
Reapings
I just filled the match off and on just staring at the flames as I bring it closer to my face feeling the heat there is something special about fire, something I can't describe it makes me almost drown into a new world even as a kid the first day I saw and remember a flame was during my third birthday it was one of the earliest memories I have
I was sitting at a table with my parents, grandparents and baby sister wearing a birthday hats and they were singing me happy birthday as three candles where on a cake shaped as a car I couldn't help but touch the flame that day as it almost melted my finger my parents panicked but my grandmother just called it child like curiosity, my grandmother was the one I loved the most, since they were so old they live with us, my parents were rich too we had a nice house, my grand mother Rosie use to always sit in her old rocking chair she couldn't move much but I use to sit by her when she would sit by the fire place, I use to love the fire place she told me not to touch it though saying fire burns and kills people, I never did but even as a kid I use to dream about fire, I wanted to touch it then one day I went downstairs to speak to rosie but she never spoke
She was asleep, she was dead that's when I saw him in the flames
Lucifer
The devil himself, I was the chosen one that day, he saw the closest person to me get snatched away from life it's self no one told little 8 year old me that my grand mother would just die, I thought she would live for ever I thought I would life for ever, but that's a life, ever since then I was chosen as one of the devils sons, he helps guide me he said fire was my best friend
I didn't handle her death well I felt my self spiral I wanted fire, I lit a flame abs burnt my hand my mother freaked, even now I still have the burn marks my first ever scares it hurt but I liked it they couldn't afford to get it fixed that's when one night I heard mother and father talking about sending me away they thought I was crazy
But I wasn't
Lucifer said they were evil that fire had to light the house in flames, grandfather was like Rosie on his death bed so I didn't hurt him, he died one day anyways I didn't know when but I visit my house everyday due to the fire proof walls only my parents were burnt by grandpa was never in his seat he died too, that night I found matches and when mum and dad were peacefully sleeping I threw the match into the bed at first they didn't realise, but then father scream then mother as the heat started to engulf them and I just stood there watching mumbling the lyrics to twinkle twinkle little scar a smile on my face as they became nothing but ash their screams clearly alerted my sister who started crying when I brought here to the body I was hoping she would be proud to I was hoping she was marked my Lucifer as well but she wasn't she started screaming and running until I pushed her down the stairs
Even now I still picture her body rolling down, her head hitting each step one by one I can even hear it in my head I just stood there for hours staring at her body until I set flames to her too the way fire engulfs dead bodies is better then life, I don't like burning people alive all the time only on Wednesday's that's the say the devils need new soul sacrifices, I like burning people with my blow torch because it makes the skin all blistering and hot, I do that sometimes when I'm bored normally I either set fire to a large building with building it it then watch or I slit the inside of someone's throat then burn them, I have a collection of ashes in my bed room I have it in little silver hats I call them jewellery boxes yet they collect souls in case I need them
That night I just went back to bed then I woke up with the police at my door, I told them the truth they didn't seem surprised a family massacre happens almost every day in 2, kids just don't like having families I can understand my parents wanted to send me away they thought my obsession with fire was as normal but fire was my best friend, until I found another best friend now fire is my Allie
"You need a sacrifice today"
My eyes perk up when I see Lucifer by the tree no one else can see him, even Harley and we are blood brothers, brought together by the demons and witches alike, but even he can't see Lucifer, it's why I was marked that day Rosie died, she was the angel keep me from the evil but guardian angels always full
"It's reapings" I say
"Doesn't matter, the demons need a sacrifice, but not any sacrifice someone pulling your heart strings" he says
"If you even think about hurting Harley I will kill you" I say I use to be scared of Lucifer his a literally devil, sometimes I'm scared he will pull me to hell unlike Harley I'm not delusional I know I'm not a good person, I was caused and now fire has taken over my life, everything I do it's I'll matured, the people I kill there deaths are for evil I'm a slave of evil and I don't hate to admit, it plus I enjoy it killing people it's thrilling and fun, I get pleasure from it I don't know why
"Not Harley your little girlfriend that's why your sitting here now right waiting for her" he says
"She isn't my girlfriend" I say, before I find my next victim I go out into this little grave yard by the fence it has flower bed and holds some of the dead, we have a few grave yards I burned one when I had a big of a mental break down one day, I brunt my family's grave then try to burn my self but the district caught me, they fixed the burns, but I told them to not tough thr one of my right hand that will stay with me but the day I set my right hand on fire with the plan to burn it off because u felt like it they stopped me, I only wanted to do that so I can put a hook on my hand because I like slitting peoples throats but not their neck I put my knife in their throat I like the feeling for some reason
I like pain, like getting burned and bitten I never understood why, they say pain makes you human, and I want to be human but at the same time I enjoy being a monster I enjoy having this power, I walk the streets now be people cower in fear, I walk into shops and I get what I want, sometimes I need to light a match and threaten to burn the whole building to ground other times I don't
"You don't tend to keep people who are nice to you alive for long Rory she isn't your blood brother, she isn't a Victor, she could be playing you" he says his right, I just light the match one more time, I need to leave a body in this cemetery it's not like I will be coming here again, I will either die today or be sent to the capitol
People may think I'm stupid but I'm not yes I'm socially behind, socially not all there really the only person that I understand and understands me is Harley, everyone else is scared of me, they think I'm fucked in the head they call me a pyromaniac but everyone feels crazy sometimes yet I kill peoples and all of sudden it makes me crazy a monster, that's why I hate humanity that's why deep down I wish I could burn almost everyone in this world, I guess I am bitter it's why I tend to target children, why do they get happy families, parents that love them and my parents wanted to send me away, I was cursed by the devil
"You aren't cursed Rory you are the chosen one your special" he says
"Get out of my head or I will burn you alive" I yell, Lucifer is my keep but it doesn't mean I like him, I wish I can kill him and I can be in control not that it will stop me from killing, from burning the world
"Hey stranger" I just jump when I see Annabelle walk over as I see Lucifer just disappear into the forest and I subtly put my finger hi at him, trees don't burn as quickly as humans only the leaves burn but not trees, I wish trees can talk I wish objects will talk, I know fire talks sometimes I see the face of Rosie in the fire telling me I'm a good boy
"Hey" I say smiling as she sits next to me, she says she walks past here everyday and got curious about me, for some reason I'm not to bad talking to people, I stutter a little and get a little nervous I have said I few things to Anna which should turn her away but instead she just smiles and laughs like I'm funny, maybe I am funny maybe it's better that she thinks me talking about burning a nun alive is funny, or maybe she is sadistic too maybe she is like me, maybe she is my future wife
"Kill her" I just flinch Lucifer can get in my head too
"How are you today I didn't see you yesterday I got worried" she says maybe Lucifer is right she could be using me why would I girl talk to me
"I was too busy burning a five year old alive, I brought you her doll" u say just bringing out the doll I stole from the little girl, I normally sacrifice little girls, I don't lone why, for some reason I enjoy killing females more then males, Harley is more the opposite when we kill together we always target pairs, I kill the girl he kills the boy, I don't know I should like females because of Rosie but at the same time she left me, and my mother well mother wanted to ship me away
"Thanks you are joking right" she says
"Of course I'm not some phonomaniac" I say
"You mean pyromaniac" she says
"Yeah, are you nervous for reaping's" I say quick to change the subject, I haven't even told Harley about her because I know he would kill she worried about being friends with outsiders but I can't let anyone get between Harley and I
"A little bit, a female hasn't been chosen for a few years I am nothing compared to the other girls you know so I should be fine and you should be too, I hope you are" she says, I learnt that her and her mother own a little bakery they lost their father to a fire which I know was caused by my self oops, I have a whole map of district two in my room, some days I only kill one victim, some days Harley and I double team some days I feel like being a mass murderer, it makes me feel like some sort of messiah, I hope I meet him in hell as well because I know I'm on the highway to hell
When I see a large building it becomes on my radar, churches, schools, shops, I know I haven't to be careful what I burn because I may be immune now but the district will get impatient, yet for some reason they let us have more freedom not that it stopped as we still snuck out the only reason I haven't burned the special unit down is because the walls are fire proof and I don't want to risk getting Harley hurt
"Same you want to start walking to the reapings" I say I know Harley is meeting me here as she just nods and I give her a hand up grabbing a rock in the process I feel like smashing her head with a rock today
"For some reason I find this grave yard peaceful don't you" she says
"I like talking to the dead" I say I talk to Rosie in the flames everyday I let Annabelle walk in-front as I can already here the commotion from the square I just close my eyes swinging my rock as I head the rock collide with her skull with a beautiful crunching side as I see her body collide with the stones
"Thank you for being a good friend" I say just throwing the flame on her body
I just jump when I hear footsteps but calm when I know it's Harley as my body calms
"Poetic" he says softly i just stare at her body just signing the song in my head twinkle twinkle little star
"We should go" I say
"Did you know her" he says
"Was just some girl praying by her dead fathers grave" I say
"Even more poetic, you know dead bodies have really good organs" he says
"I like your thinking maybe in the afterworld we can go grave robbing" I say, no doubt we are getting chosen, I would be concerned if I knew I was going to try and win but I'm not, neither Harley and I want to live past the games, why win where we will be for ever prisoners put under even worse medication and loose each other when we can die, I hope when I die it's by fire I might even burn myself I live, people just scatter away for us as I just clench my fists
The moon shines bright I wonder if the moon burns like the sun as we just sign in
"I can burn the crowd now" I say I wanted to last near but we had a peacekeeper breathing down our neck but if I'm getting reaped I truely have nothing to loose
"Just wait it will be more surprising" He says even if we have a feeling I still don't feel ready I don't want to be chosen the fourth scares me
"Welcome to the 207th hunger games, we have two envelopes with the two males chosen for this year" our host gunner says I just hold the match in my hand this much spreads the second it hits concrete or flesh, I get them from the black market thanks to Harley we are both VIP's but I prefer to call us VFP's as in very feared people
"Harley Tandley"
I just grab his wrist "Not yet okay, not yet, it's okay, it's okay" he says
"No it isn't" I say I thought it would be me not him, I hoped it would be me as he just pulls away from me just growling at the peacekeeper to not touch him
"Rory Elsher"
"Burn in hell" I yell that's when I throw the flame I just smirk when I hear screaming and I'm just grabbed by two peacekeepers s everyone just started panicking the flame seems to be spreading from person to person like a never ending virus
"For fuck sake" Everett mumbles when I'm dragged past him and straight to the rooms, I know this has already signed my death certificate but that's what I wanted
Stellan Moore 18, District 4 Male
Pre-Reapings
I wonder if her blood is pink too, I just watch queen bee cassia as she does her weekly meetings and every time she speaks I picture my self gutting her like a literal fish sadly I run a tight business as in the fact no one knows who the serial killer of district four is and I would like it to stay that way
To everyone else I'm this jovial goofball, hell even my parents think I'm a perfect son, I train, then I come home late with money which they believe comes from my job as a fisherman, I mean I could be classified as a fisherman I capture and gut people, fisherman capture and gut fish
I don't know how I became a killer I just woke up one day and I wanted to slit someone throat, I don't know why, I haven't been gone through rough childhood, I have two loving working class parents a cute younger sister, I'm not part of the elitist I have a close group of friends, life is perfect but 3 years ago I saw a man drown I watched him I could have helped him I almost did but instead I stopped and watched him I was fascinated I was calm, I wanted to experience the feeling of what the water was doing to hood him down so that night I saw a girl, Karlee my one night fling, I snatched her from the alley way and slit her throat, I bursted out laughing made shocks whike she was struggling to breath I loved every second of it, so it became a thing, now I even kidnap victims play with their mind before I end their life
I tend to target females for some reason and I don't know why, maybe it's because they are easy targets maybe it is because I feed off their fear, I sometimes kill guys but I don't get the thrill I do with females, I never go further then kidnapping maybe torturing them a bit and killing them not that's it's very hard to kidnap I just lure them into my trap, you sweet talk them and batter your eye lip and you can get them on one knee it's what I hate about women here it's all about social popularity and money I mean I love my mother well I don't love her I don't love anyone anymore but even she is a blonde people all she seems to care about is living the easy life
"Now tomorrow is very very important boys, it's the reapings" she says no fucking shit, we were closish last year but not close enough and everyone was dirty that a boy from nine killed our tributes what a slap in the fucking face that was not that I really cared I enjoy watching the suffering hell I would volunteer just so I can kill children on love Tv but I also value my life, it's bit worth it because I Wouk's rather not die, I know I'm strong and I can beat almost everyone but arrogance is a men's biggest flaw it's why I hold back a little even if I'm ranked one in the centre
"No one volunteers so who cares" My best mate Yannick says, I'm the perfect psychopath I put myself into society and see, like a normal boy, maybe I was until one day I just woke up wanting to murder I should be scares since it's almost because a addiction, I would say I'm perfectly mentally stable I don't hear voices or see things but the fact I like human suffering makes me well not
"This is why I hate men it still matters because every single year two tributes from this centre is chosen and you know what normally we bring in either stupid goof balls, arrogant pieces of shit or boys you can't get more then a word I want a change I demand a Victor" she says
And I demand her to hand her self but if I say that questions may be asked again if I didn't value my life I would put a bullet through her skull and safe everyone from this pest but it's not worth it she is a Victor and even if she is well hated by everyone she is still a Victor, they are untouchable unfortunately
"But it's not how fault who gets chosen" Another boy says, I am a tad concerned I mean if the district somehow found out I was the serial killer no doubt they would throw me in I would give entrainment factor not that I would give those morons entrainment I want nothing more than the capital to burn to flames I wish I could go there so I could spill blood of all those morons, I love when capitol women come here, those whores come here for a good time because apparently they love district boys so I thought with them then kill then in suffering ways then I cut their body into pieces and throw it for the sharks
"It doesn't matter, who ever gets chosen it's a privilege a privilege that isn't granted anymore, we changed the system for the better look at district two hell look at nine what do they have in common" She says
"Females that get tortured in the final three" I say a few of the boys that chuckles
"Thanks for the reminder of that pretty boy but what else" she says
The whole room is silent "Survivors they have survivors" she says
"I wouldn't call insanity survivors didn't distract 2 brina a boy that recreated a dead siblings" Heath another mate says
"They are still survivors now I see a clear separating here between you moronic elitist and you well boys" she says we all cheer when she says that she is right we are the boys, would I kill one of the boys yes, hell I would kill my own parents but the reason why I have survived as long as I have was because I know where to place my self use people that can help me
"You know what I don't care anymore all of you are just stupid man, now get out of my faces besides you pretty boy" she says I hate how she calls me that
I just jump as someone brushes past me as Kylian just scrambles by fuck that kid is weird as hell I haven't heard him say a word but apparently his a genius he just spends training watching people he gives me these looks too like he knows I have tried to follow him so I could either threaten or just kill him but he vanished before I can
"If we were choosing volunteers you would have been my choice" She says
"It would have been a honour, I do hope my name is called" I say people are so easy to drink even this witch maybe I should poison her body dye, that's actually not a bad idea I mean I do have arsanic I spike peoples drinks when I bored it's fun watch them scream for help
"Aren't you perfect sadly we don't have the list it is quite annoying, I tried to get the two pit bulls form 9 to spill but instead I got a throat from the charming Victor Xander so we are going in blind but you have chance your the strongest here as was Devin last year" she says
"Devin or Myles could have one if it wasn't for each other, that's why I hope I wouldn't have a mate with me" I say wouldn't matter I would stab them in the back when the time is right I have no loyalties it's me, myself and I maybe the only person I care for is my sister I wouldn't harm her so maybe I have but if a heart yet again I killed a 3 year old yesterday wasn't my fault I didn't realise he was home and started crying, I don't think I would ever become a father I don't think I could deal with them
"Your life is number one do remember that but even if you aren't chosen I would love to have you here as a trainer, the boys love you, you make them laugh with your jokes" she says
"What can I say I wanted to be a comedic when I was younger but my dream has always to be a fisherman I already have a job lined up at the docks" I say that's a lie but again she doesn't need to know that technically the job I have lined up is to become a full serial killer, I'm bored with civilian life
"Thats a shame but here is my card if you won't to reconsider it we will love having you" she says and I would love seeing you dead but we don't all get what we want yet anyways
"Of course thank you so much for you help throughout these years you were a great trainer" I say
"Oh if you were my age I would totally marry you" she says I just smile at her but my smile turns to a smirk when I see her walk away I look at my watch looks like Genesis needs to meet her keeper, I wish I could watch what they do during the day locked up in a shipping container but to be honest I couldn't really care less, just another body to add to my count
I just make sure the coast is clear as I enter the docks, not that anyone should here this is a more of abandoned area of four where all the old shipping containers go, where the supplies people don't want go but it's a good place for me, something about the abandoned area calms me as well, plus if a victim does try to get away I can throw them in the ocean with the sharks, it's also a good spot because this is where the ship from the capital goes past so I know when capitolites come because apparently district four is their favourite district to visit, we do have a beach and resort but the Redford is only allowed for the capital
I just use the key to unlock the stage container as she starts screaming in her card "Missed me of course you would have" I chuckle, she just screams even more she was another easy capture, I just had to compliment her even if she is probably less attractive then a crab with a stupid name and she was willing to come home to me but that's what life is for women in four they need a husband, you lie and say your a elitist and you have a line of waiting you
I walk over to her ripping the gag off "Please, I have a child" she says
"You aren't a very good lair" I say "Don't you think one of the jobs as a serial killer is to research his victims to ensure I don't have any well loose ends, you could have come up with a better lie, I know your reputation, I also know your little secret procedure a few years ago poor unborn baby" I say just take out a knife as she just whimpers
We also are the only district that do free abortions, probably the only district that does that procedure, unlike other districts who kill off older adults or send unwanted kids to die, we don't want that reputation yet we also have a bad reputation of girls getting pregnant left right and centre
"It was a mistake please Stellan, please" she says
"I don't know, I don't feel in a good mood today, hey want to play a game" I say just poking her shoulder with the knife as she whimpers again, I hate people with low pain tolerance you prick them with the knife and they start crying it's quite pathetic to be honest makes me make it more painful
"No" she says this time I stab her being met with a whale like squeal for fuck sake
"Fine yes, yes" she says
"Knock knock" I say
"What" she says
"Don't you know anything about knock knock jokes" I say
She just nods "Fine let's try again knock knock" I say
"Whose there" she stutters
"Boo" I say
"Boo who" she mumbles
"Don't cry it's just a joke, get it because you are crying and this is all a joke" I say
"This isn't a joke just let me go" she yells
To be honest this isn't giving me the thrill and fun I normally get, it feels like a duty and killing shouldn't be a duty it's a hobby, something that makes me I don't know feel powerful maybe one day I will see a psychiatrist and maybe they will tell me what's wrong with me or maybe I just a borderline psychopath what ever it is I know nothing will help me I'm already too far gone
I just stand up pulling her up with me "Don't fight" I say
"Where are you taking me" she says
"I am going to set you free" I say
"Oh my god thank you so much I don't tell anyone I promise" she says I don't get why people say that oh please don't kill me I won't tell anyone, because if the person was stupid to let them go no doubt the first people they will go to is the peacekeepers and then the attacker has no legs to stand on because they will be public executed for murder, district four isn't like two we don't let criminals live and the fact I haven't been caught yet does deep down surprise me
We walk towards the ocean as she does start to panic a little "Say hi to the sharks for me" I say
"Wait please please" she yells as I just push her in as I just hear them come as smirk on my face