She pulled the knife from her pocket. She had to be discreet and careful. He walked her direction not seeing the knife in her hand. He was now only a few feet away from his death.
I wanna continue it!
Her grin grew wider as he stepped closer to her. How easy it would be to just stab him right then! But no. She had to wait. This had to be perfect. Yes, she had to make sure there were no flaws in this. So she would wait for them to be alone. She could wait. She always did like to play with her food before she devoured it.
Upon making her decision, she would rid the world of his breath tonight, over a beautiful candle lit dinner, muttering words of deceit. She had the perfect plan, and it was up to her how she carried it out finally.
he turned around and smiled nicely to her, the urge to cut that smile of his face made her hands shaky. she could just feel how the knife would glide through his flesh, the warm blood drain from the wounds and into her hands, she`s been waiting for so long and finally the time has come... she pulled out her knife, but... he pushed her away and she saw another knife in his hand. he had a steady grip around his weapon. " oh how cute, a noob. darling, this most be the biggest mistake you`ve done in your life".
Her heart beat quickened, this had never happened before. She quickly replied, "More than you think, darling." She threw the knife and grazed his arm it was enough.
Quickly she grabbed another knife from her pocket and threw it again. It was a perfect shot. The knife pointed out of his chest, while blood dripped on the floor. "oh darling" she said, giggling. "I'm so sorry." Then she pulled out the knife and slit his throat.
Blood coated her hands and surroundings, she felt guiddy as his life squeezed out in a final breath that shifted the air around him, causing ripples of his own pools of blood. "Looks like you're the noob here, sweetheart." She said, pulling her weapons from the shell that was his remains.
She had a sinister smile as her heels clomped over his limp body and grabbing his knife out of his dead hands "noobs" she replied rolling her eyes as she walked away she started to hear sirens wailing "damn it cops already?" She turned around to drag the body off into a hidden place where it couldn't be found
The sirenes came closer, while she jumped out of the window. The police was too close already, she couldn't run away now. "fuck" she whispered to herself, while trying to keep her breath calm and silent. She looked around, looking for a hiding spot. A tree, right over there, with much leafs that could cover her. She ran towards it, and climbed like a cat, all the way to the most covered part. She could see the police, but they couldn't see her. She hoped.
And there was the first police car. They walked out the car, one towards the building, and one towards the house of -she guessed- the one who reported the crime. Suddenly she hears the policeman in the builing scream "I found a bloodtrail, come help me. The other policeman will walk right under her tree, she saw. Her hands started to shake. Her thirst for murder suddenly hit. She couldn't not do it. She grabbed her knives and saw the policeman coming closer. Then she jumped, right on the policeman.
Sorry if it's too long, I was kinda on a roll. I couldn't write further because of the word limit And sorry for any mistakes, I'm Dutch sooo. And the building, that's how I saw it, so yeah. Come on guys, we must keep on writing!
Her blade wedged itself deep into her victims skin, burying its deadly point through a thick skull, the force of the fall killing him quick and easy. She could hear the screams to stop and some of mere shock, she laughed, a soul wrenching laugh, causing many a few to shiver, altering the course of the bullets as she made a run to her next kill.
i want to continue!!!
after she was done she ran quickly to her little apartment. the blood on her hands still felt a little warm and the sattisfaction just filled her body. she still held her own knife in her hand. " this went better than i thought it would..." she had an demonical grin on her face. she slowly reached into her left pocket and took out a small bottle. " finally i can use you for something". she dripped down some of the blood down into the bottle, took out a piece of pastel pink ribbon, tied it around the bottle and then around her neck. " what memories...". when she finally got there she locked the door and took a deep breath. she took out that guy`s knife. " you`re so cute, i think you deserve to hang on the wall!" she quicly found the perfect spott and nailed it to the wall." oh, dont be sad, you won`t be lonely for long..." she said stroking the knife. " mommy is going to find you some new friends". she got her leather jacked and quickly threw it on.
Just before she left she grabbed her knives she put one up each sleeve giving her arms a cool chill and another couple in each boot than the fifth at the small of her back she closed the door to her apartment and went to look for a new victim except this time she improved this plan and decided to flirt and lur him in and when is guard is down stab a knife right in to his chest and she knew the perfect place to find someone that desperate, a strip club she recently got employed to a hip new club not far from where she lived called naughty regrets where you always get someone to take home and also the best alchocalic beverages at the bar with a perfect view of the strippers. She left her apartment and cautiously walked down town it's never a good idea to walk alone at night, especially when you're wanted for murder.
when she finally got to the club she sneaked in the backdoor and found a place where she could put on her makeup and change her clothes. she made the best smoky eyes she could, used her favorite red lipstic in shade blood, instead of her old blue jeans and worn out boots she put on a black leather shorts that went up all the way to her ass and tihgh length boots. she took off her top and only had her short leather jacket over. when she was done she took a step back and looked in the closest mirror. " damn, i look hot". she hid her favorite knifes in her boots and the other ones in the back of her jacket. " lets get this party started". she said as she walked into the club.
She walked in with her head up and complete courage she knew exactly where to go; to her stripper pole as she walked she was slow scanning the crowd for her next victim then she found him she went over there and turned up the flirt she danced with him "there are rooms out back lets get private" she leaded him through the club weaving through people then entered a room and pretended to scratch her ankle but instead pulled out a knife and hid it behind her back
they stood right next to the bed. she pushed him lightly and he fell into the bed. she climbed on him and he tried to unzip her jacket. " wait, i know something better..." she looked him in the eyes. " what?" he tried to kiss her but she backed up." this..!" she got that sinister smile of hers. she quickly took her knife and stabbed him in the chest, right in the middle. " what the..!?" he said before he started choking in his own blood. "shhh..." she put her finger on his lips. " dont ruin this". she got up and took out another knife. she slowly walked around the bed and thought what she should do next. she took out needle and thread. " how about a little makeover?"
She took a rag and started to mop up the blood then grabbed some sunglasses and placed them on his face she was gonna hold him up and if anyone stared she was gonna say "he's drunk and he fell asleep quit staring" but nobody noticed and she emptied his pockets then threw his body in the garbage can "almost forgot" she squeezed the rag and but a couple of drops of blood into the little bottle with the ribbon
She laid down on her bed, thinking what to do. She could stay and sleep. She coud fly now, so she was safe. Or she could sleep, and go away in the morning. She decided the last, because she was so tired. "murdering is making me exhausted" she wispered to herself. She put out her boots and clothes and put on a comfy jeans and hoody, and laid down. In a few minutes, she fell asleep, dreaming about cats, murdering all humans, except her.
When she woke up all she could think about is finding her next victim. She got dressed and left the apartment she walked the streets when she say the perfect victim a cute guy about 5" 5' and she pulled out a knife hiding it behind her but he suddenly turned around holding a gun she gasped he spoke loud and slow "you are the bitch who killed my little brother you killed him in this exact spot" now she knew who he was talking about the first boy she killed the one who called her noob "and now you will pay" without hesitation he pulled the trigger but it was a lousy shot he must have never shot somebody before it hit her in the shoulder she yelped with pain the guy laughed he shot again she dodged it this time gunning forward and plunged the knife in his throat blood started spilling out of his mouth destugsting when he fell to the ground she took the knife out and stabbed his heart
"damnit" she said, looking at the wound in her shoulder. She was at her appartement. She growled, because she was so angry. "how do I get the bullet out?" She knew it wouldn't be nice if the bullet would stay. "I can't go to a doctor. I can't get it out myself. What do I do?" She new she couldn't trust anybody. Except... May. She met her at karate training, and they became friends, trained together, learned new fighting sports. Until May killed somebody, and got arested, she was strapped in the building. "I got to get to her. She is the only one I trust and love. I must make plan to get her out of prison."
That day she planed to at night say she ergentally needed to may and the guards would be all tired and dazed she would slip a knife to may if the cops noticed they would start stabbing them when all the guards were dead she would sneak may out of corse she knew that someone might get their hands on one of them if that happened she would sneak where she wouldn't be seen then stab the guard in the back and grab his mouth before he could make a sound. Now to put her plan in motion
Xena was a lythe and athletic girl, her hair trailed behind her, blonde waves tainted by the tips in the carnage she was creating. She had always been good at climbing, so getting onto the tallest tree and hop over the electrified fence was a piece of cake. She had a certain beauty about her, even with that smile that slipped into madness with every drop of blood spilled.
"Where the hell is May's cell?" she murmured impatiently, keeping to the shadows as she walked along. "Damn guards are always changing things…" After nearly ten minutes of wandering and taking out at least three more guards, she heard a small whisper.
"Xena? Is that you?"
She turned around suddenly ready to grab a knife but relaxed when she saw it was only May then a prisoner came running strait for may xena charged for him but he saw her and she felt the excruciating pain as his fist connected with her jaw she stumbled back as the prisoner pulled may back by her throat "bad move, bitch that's gonna cost you your life" she mumbled as she ran forward again and sliced his throat she didnt stop after that when he stumbled back she stabbed his chest over and over then in the groin.
"Heh... That's what you get for messing with May, dearie." Xena giggled as she stood up and stepped away from the body, then walked toward her old friend. "It's been while, hasn't it, May?" She extended a blood-stained hand to the girl standing before her.
May grabbed her hand, but then pulled her into a hug. "we gotta go, fast!" She said. Xena took the toplayer off from her clothes. "put this on" while May changed, Xena dragged the body in the cell again. There was still some blood, but that wasn't as notable as a whole body. Xena gave May a few knives, and they started to run -silently- to the exit.
Mays long straight black hair waved behind her, while the two girls ran. "we're almost at the city, we should calm down." Xena said. The two girls slowed down, and catched their breaths (idk for sure if this is right). "I hid some stuff here, come" Xena said, and pointed at a little bush. She digged a little, and a plastic bag appeared. She opend it and pulled out a pair of sunglasses, a sweater and lipstick. She gave one of the sunglasses to May, but put the sweater on herself, since May had her shirt, and put lipstick on, and then handed it to her friend. "It's just an half hour trip if we take the train. I have money to buy tickets, let's go!"
"Your shoulder..." May reached out and gently brushed the bullet wound (remember why May was added in the first place, guys?). She instantly broke out into questions. "How long has that been there? Have you tried to heal it yet? Is-"
"Woah, May, calm down! It's fine! We can fix it on the train, okay?!" Xena quickened her pace. "Come on!"
"Fine," May agreed reluctantly, following her. The two made it to the train station in record time, then immediately asked for tickets.
"Sorry we ain't got no more tickets" drunkly replied the man in the ticket booth xena was just about to say something when they heard sirens meaning they found the body or realized may was gone she grabbed mays hand and ran she saw a train coming she kept running and threw her self in may hesitated but hopped on " ok now what"? May asked xena paused now. what they had to leave the city if they could get out before cornered. "Gin, gin!" (Real book charater from spiders bite assassin elemental series book 1)Shouted xena "who"? May questioned gin was a assassin also known as "the spider" who xena knew that was her life long friend who would do any thing for xena. "allright we have to get off now" xena jumped off then may they started to walk when may dropped to the ground suddenly xena dropped to the ground to see what was up with may she felt her pulse: nothing she turned may around reveling a circle of blood may was shot she was dead xena checked her pulse again praying she was...
Still alive "no no no stay with me may damn it!" She heard a click " listen bitch I will find you, you killed my friend I know you are out there and I will kill you" may was dead and now only one choice left: calling gin
(I don't understand what you are writing, because you don't use punctuation, and that's really confusing. I'm going to try to read it, but please try to use punctuation and uppercases, other writers too please, thanks :3
And why is May suddenly dead, and why didn't Xena think of Gin at first?)
Here ill re-write it: "sorry we ain't got no more tickets" drunk my replied the man in the ticket booth. Xena was just about to say something when she herd sirens; meaning either they found the body or discovered may was gone. She grabbed mays hand and ran. She saw a train coming she kept running and hauled her self in. May hesitated but also hopped on. "Ok now what" questioned may. Xena paused now what? What could they do? They could leave the city if not cornered first. "Gin" replied Xena. (Gin is a real book charater who is a assassin) "I'm sorry whoose gin? Like the drink? Asked may. "Gun was a life long friend we both became assassins and we both work alone" explained xena. The trains wheels screeched on the rails giving them the memo that they should get off. xena hopped off first then may (who still hesitated). They started to walk then with a bang may dropped to the ground. Confused xena sat down to help may up but as she lifted her she saw a pool of blood forming as it ...
...spilled from her back. Connecting the dots, xena realized may had been shot xena felt her for a heart beat then put her ear to mays chest; nothing. She herd the click of a gun being loaded and ready to fire. She stood looking off into nothing she said "listen bitch I know you're out here I will find you and make you sorry you killed my best friend". With that being said she lifted mays body and walked away to find some where she could put it until they had a funeral. Now she only had one choice left: calling gin.
((Oh my glob, it was killing me that this story just died >n< So I stayed up late last night and tried to think of something to do, and I finally have an idea! So sorry it just ended like that, guys. Let's start it up again! FOR FUNSUBSTANCE!!!))
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Xena let out the smallest of sobs. All her life, she had been taught not to feel. Death didn't matter, as long as it was for a good cause. But May had just died, right beside her. She couldn't bear it. Yet she had to. She had to pull through. She loved May like a sister, but she couldn't hang on.
Sniffling, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number with trembling fingers. "Please pick up," Xena whispered. "Please, please, please, Gin..." She slowly counted up the rings. One... Two... Three... Four... Five...
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"Hello?"
Xena gasped a little bit, but quickly recovered and asked, "Is this Gin?"
"Depends," said the voice on the line. "Who's asking?"
"An old friend, huh? Answer me this, 'old friend'-What fills the massive amounts of space within our universe?"
Xena thought about that for a few moments. The question...just seemed so familiar... "Humans don't possess the ability to accurately answer that, and it's likely that we never will," Xena finally responded. There was nothing on the other line but dead silence. After a bit, the voice spoke up again.
"Let's try this: Tell me three ways of how to dispose of a dead body."
Xena began speaking immediately. "One: You could cook the body and eat it. Once you're finished, you can crush up the bones and sprinkle them on plants-they make surprisingly good fertilizer. Two: You can grind up the body and mix it with fish chum, if you live near water. That way, it can pass off as just fishing things. Three: You can cut up the body into small, individual parts. If you do that, you can not only bury it more easily, but you could pass it off as "night gardening" much more easily."
((got cut off, sorry))
"Well done," the voice on the line praised. "Yes, this is Gin. I see you've remembered everything clearly. Good for you. Judging by your voice, I'm guessing you're Xena?"
Xena let out a sigh of relief, hugging the phone to her chest. "Y-yes, I'm Xena. Thank god it's you, Gin. I'd get MURDERED if someone else heard me say all that over the phone."
Her grin grew wider as he stepped closer to her. How easy it would be to just stab him right then! But no. She had to wait. This had to be perfect. Yes, she had to make sure there were no flaws in this. So she would wait for them to be alone. She could wait. She always did like to play with her food before she devoured it.
Or if her victim was also a killer.
And there was the first police car. They walked out the car, one towards the building, and one towards the house of -she guessed- the one who reported the crime. Suddenly she hears the policeman in the builing scream "I found a bloodtrail, come help me. The other policeman will walk right under her tree, she saw. Her hands started to shake. Her thirst for murder suddenly hit. She couldn't not do it. She grabbed her knives and saw the policeman coming closer. Then she jumped, right on the policeman.
after she was done she ran quickly to her little apartment. the blood on her hands still felt a little warm and the sattisfaction just filled her body. she still held her own knife in her hand. " this went better than i thought it would..." she had an demonical grin on her face. she slowly reached into her left pocket and took out a small bottle. " finally i can use you for something". she dripped down some of the blood down into the bottle, took out a piece of pastel pink ribbon, tied it around the bottle and then around her neck. " what memories...". when she finally got there she locked the door and took a deep breath. she took out that guy`s knife. " you`re so cute, i think you deserve to hang on the wall!" she quicly found the perfect spott and nailed it to the wall." oh, dont be sad, you won`t be lonely for long..." she said stroking the knife. " mommy is going to find you some new friends". she got her leather jacked and quickly threw it on.
"Xena? Is that you?"
"Woah, May, calm down! It's fine! We can fix it on the train, okay?!" Xena quickened her pace. "Come on!"
"Fine," May agreed reluctantly, following her. The two made it to the train station in record time, then immediately asked for tickets.
I'll write another part)
And why is May suddenly dead, and why didn't Xena think of Gin at first?)
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Xena let out the smallest of sobs. All her life, she had been taught not to feel. Death didn't matter, as long as it was for a good cause. But May had just died, right beside her. She couldn't bear it. Yet she had to. She had to pull through. She loved May like a sister, but she couldn't hang on.
Sniffling, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number with trembling fingers. "Please pick up," Xena whispered. "Please, please, please, Gin..." She slowly counted up the rings. One... Two... Three... Four... Five...
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"Hello?"
Xena gasped a little bit, but quickly recovered and asked, "Is this Gin?"
"Depends," said the voice on the line. "Who's asking?"
Xena thought about that for a few moments. The question...just seemed so familiar... "Humans don't possess the ability to accurately answer that, and it's likely that we never will," Xena finally responded. There was nothing on the other line but dead silence. After a bit, the voice spoke up again.
"Let's try this: Tell me three ways of how to dispose of a dead body."
Xena began speaking immediately. "One: You could cook the body and eat it. Once you're finished, you can crush up the bones and sprinkle them on plants-they make surprisingly good fertilizer. Two: You can grind up the body and mix it with fish chum, if you live near water. That way, it can pass off as just fishing things. Three: You can cut up the body into small, individual parts. If you do that, you can not only bury it more easily, but you could pass it off as "night gardening" much more easily."
"Well done," the voice on the line praised. "Yes, this is Gin. I see you've remembered everything clearly. Good for you. Judging by your voice, I'm guessing you're Xena?"
Xena let out a sigh of relief, hugging the phone to her chest. "Y-yes, I'm Xena. Thank god it's you, Gin. I'd get MURDERED if someone else heard me say all that over the phone."