Scary Story One-Shots

Everything in You i Need

She didn't want to do this but she needed money. This was the only thing she could think of doing that would help her. She needed a lot and this paid more then anything else. She's just trying to help her mom, she needs to have a triple bypass. There's nothing she'd be able to do easier so she's doing this. She didn't have a choice. It was on the table across from her, just cleaned. Grabbing it and walking out the door.

She walks into the abandoned building past the inner-city, where she was told to meet them. All she knows is to go three floors up and seven doors to the left, sit down on the chair and wait for someone to come in supposibly no one else would come in. She didn't know, but she was followed by the wrong man. In the wrong direction...

He knew what they do around here, he had once tried it himself, but before they came in he left out the window from the fear of what might go wrong. He hid behind anything he could as he watched her walk into the wrong fate. Knowing he couldn't help her now that she had gone in, because they would know, and they would get him. He turns around and walks out of the hallway to the flight of stairs. bang! Everything just changed on the worse level. Running back you sees the blood splatter on the wall. They came through the window, she must have tried to escape...just like him.

Bu-bum...bu-bum...this can only mean they know he left and were expecting this. Running back toward the exit he hears the laughter behind him. bang! They were shooting at him now! He had to escape but there was no way. She was dead or so he thought. He didn't have time to look he didn't know it wasn't her blood. The shot was meant for the one coming in from the window, but since he had seen he had to disposed of. Running harder than he ever had, he turned the corner of the street only stopping once he knew he wouldn't be caught. He turned around for a spilt second and what he saw was what really killed him.

She was covered in blood, not just from who she had killed, but some of her own as well. She had cuts and brusies all over her body, Here this was normal so that didn't phase him. It was her skin itself. Snow pale, but hints of purple and green swirls from her neck down as if covered in make-up to hide it. Her eyes. So dark yet blue someone would think they were looking into the deepest ocean, but the whites of her eyes were all wrong. They were black. When she smiled before lunging at him her teeth were jet black and even looked sharp. She had no gun or weapon on her. Still he felt the stab through his ribs, felt the thing twist and bend inside his ribcage in search of something...bu-bum bu-bum bu-bum bu-bum.....She found it. He was dead.

The gun she had used on her previous victum, she had left at the abandoned building. Her weapon was in her own hand. Just like her teeth, black, sharp, deadly. Yet it wasn't solid, it was more like a mist. She was a suspicion to man-kind. To everyone like her she was dangerous, even to them. She collected the organs of the man below her, put them in the jars she left behind in the building. They would collect them for sale later. Nothing was left to be seen and she was free again to reign horror to her people where she fled from.