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Saturday, October 22, 2011

Leo L.

Ugh. I've been so fucking depressed lately. I couldn't find Knight. Hydra didn't even have him. I made her stay up without any sleep trying to find him for the past week. We scavenged everywhere. I can only assume he was still in the truck when I blew it up with Willow. Fucking bullshit. ARGH!

Hydra tried to help, which worried me. Starting to think on her own. Not a good sign. She offered me Shark, but I refused. Killing with a gun seemed simple and boring. I wouldn't even pick up any of the knives that were lying around the house. A chef's knife and a switchblade just aren't the same. I think I got so bad to the point where it even pissed Hydra off.

"Why are you killing?" she asked one day.


I looked up at her from the bed in the master bedroom, to which I gleefully decorated to my liking. Hehe! I had a little spar with her in that room and boy did it turn red fast! Completely in pieces as well! I love it.

But it still concerned me: what was she thinking? Why was she thinking at all?! SHE'S NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!!!

"I am entertaining God. And I get pleasure out of killing people and bathing in their sweet blood. It's a win, win." Now she just stared at me. Little shit has the emptiest stare I've ever seen. It would be so much more beautiful with a little fear and horror. Ha!

She finally beckoned me to follow her. Uh-uh. Last time I did that I walked for a mile trying to search for a base. Like fuck I was gonna let her take the lead, anyhow. DON'T FORGET WHO SHOWED YOU THE ENLIGHTENMENT OF GOD, BITCH!!

Beckoning wasn't working, as she clearly found out. So, to make things simple and to the point, she flashed her shotgun at me and fired. Pft! Woman has slow reflexes I tell ya! In a matter of two seconds she was pinned to the ground with Shark inches away from her hand. I knew it wasn't going to end there. Hydra just has this weird quirk about hating to lose. Hehe!

I went to pick up Shark and Hydra's hand grabbed my wrist. With all her fucking might, she pulled me off her back and onto the floor facing the ceiling.

"Shit!" She was already running out the door.

Truth be told, I would've been happy as a wrinkly old peach with her gone! Oh, if only it were that easy! I jumped to my feet and leapt out the door after her. I told myself I wasn't following her. I WAS GETTING PAYBACK. It pissed me off even more she would stay just out of my range, always staying in my line of vision and stopping should I fall behind.

She stopped on a sidewalk in front of a row of buildings. I didn't think she'd stay still and so I kept running full throttle towards her. I was almost on top of her before I realized she wasn't going to run anymore. We toppled to the ground. I was quick to get up and the moment she tried to rise, I punched the whore in the face.

"HEY, YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT! WHAT WAS THE FUCKING BIG IDEA?!"


Hydra coughed and realigned her broken nose with a loud crack. I chuckled in delight. She pointed at something behind me. It was a gardening supply shop.

"What the hell?" Hydra rose to her feet and without a second thought walked straight inside. I stood outside, just watching. She seemed to be talking to the register guy and, after he left to disappear behind a door, AGAIN she beckoned me inside. Ugh! Next time I need to punch a little harder to knock some sense into that robot! Whatever. I walked through the door.

"Tell me why we're here before I decide to scrap you."


"Getting a scythe." Huh? The man reappeared from the depths of the shop with a long object covered with a cloth in his hot little hands. He stopped and caught his breath the moment he saw me. I grinned the hugest grin I think I've ever done since Knight's disappearance.

My old (quite literally old) neighbor from my childhood. LEO.

"Zero?" he wheezed. His voice tingled my spine. Oh, yes, I remember that voice all too well! How I would've loved to hear it scream in terror as it tried to escape torture. "What are you doing here?"


I looked to Hydra and, obviously satisfied with my huge chagrin, handed me her weapon (which conveniently had a full magazine again). I turned back to Leo, who stared inquiringly back at me. I HATE his look. It's like he was staring into my soul. Or, something deep down inside my body. Hehe!

"Ah, what the hell?" I cackled, raising the gun to his head. He gasped in horror, dropping the tool to the ground at his feet. Hahaha! Yes, yes!! MORE, MORE TERROR!!! MORE SCREAMING!!! GIVE ME MORE! EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!! "Haha! I'm, I'm here - ehehehehe! - Oh, you'll love this - kehehehe - I'm here to kill you!" He shouted in pain as I pointed the gun to his leg and he crouched upon the floor. Hehehehehehe, that's right! Bow before me, you mother fucker! I shot the top of his hand holding the injured leg. He writhed upon the floor! I fired a round to the bottom of his foot, the bullet forcing its way beyond the sole of the shoe. How his legs began to spasm soooooo delightfully! How his grizzly old voice gurgled painfully as it tried to scream! Oh, so long it had been since I had this much fun! Ahahahahahahaha!

He finally lied beaten and decrepit on the floor; the blood soaking into the wood floorboards. I walked back behind the counter to stand over him, staring deeply into his eyes as he searched into the depths of mine. Tsk! You've run your course, old man. I suppose this was to be expected of someone of your... caliber. AHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I took out the left eye. Two bullets left. I took out the right eye. One bullet left. Hmm... I whipped around and fired the last round. Hydra hissed at me from the floor, as she had attempted to dodge the bullet.

"That's for ORDERING ME AROUND. Bitch." I tossed Shark back to the other side of the service counter and I knelt down beside the blood drenched Leo. With one hand grasping onto the package enveloped in fine cloth and the other dipping into the pool of blood, I stood back up and stared in a daze. I licked the hand covered in blood. My body convulsed and I spit out the blood onto the old coon's holey face.

Now I know that old peoples' blood is just plain weak and disgusting!

4 comments:

  1. @ 3H3A3C3I3M3 Heehee! You always have the most interesting ideas in how best to kill a victim! ;)

    I'm still disheartened somewhat about losing Knight, but I intend to try and break into my new tool sometime soon. And the robot I know will run its course, eventually. Hehe!

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  2. A QUESTION MY DEAR. IM ASKING ALL MY FAVORITE BLOGGING KILLERS. SAY SOMEBODY LEARNED SOMETHING ABOUT YOU THAT ONLY YOU KNEW. AND THEN FLAUNTED IT IN YOUR FACE AS IF THEY HAD POWER FROM IT. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUD DO TO THEM FIRST??

    ITS SEEMS AN OLD ENEMY HAS MADE A LOOSE END IN MY LIFE. IM GOING TO HAVE TO CUT THIS LITTLE END TO PRETTY SOON HERE. ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. AND THIS LITTLE END IS INTENT ON MAKING IT PERSONAL. SO IM TRYING TO DECIDE WHAT TO DO TO HIM......THERE SO MANY CHOICES THOUGH!!!!

    KILLING MAY BE FUN, BUT SOMETIMES THE MANY METHODS I CAND DO IT IN DRIVE ME CRAZY XD

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  3. Oh ho! Personal Killing, eh? Well, as often as I do things, I exploit what they love the most. Use it against 'em. Then watch 'em crawl for mercy upon the floor! Destroy it. Drag out the torture and enjoy in their screams of despair and pain! Strike 'em as they attempt to escape and watch delightfully as they writhe upon the floor! Taunt them with words of comfort for an added spice. Reminiscing always seems to work best. Then tear 'em apart. Bit by little bit. Much more satisfying, to me at least.

    But of course, this only a suggestion. Heehee!

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  4. Wow. And I thought my life was shitty.

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