School of Elementals: Karen Killer

7 | Murder

The next evening, Keith was eating with his grandparents at a restaurant on the 40th floor of the Valin Tower, where the bar was. He was enjoying his steak, while his grandparents were having some sausages and soup. However, the fun didn't last long, as once they were about to leave, a man stood up and pointed a gun at them.

His grandpa noticed first, and said, "Watch out!"

The moment Keith turned, his grandpa was shot in the head. Luckily, the wound was deep, but he had no way of telling whether he was dead or not. He laid his grandpa down on the ground, and said, "I guess I have to commit murder."

As everyone stormed out in a hurry, along with his grandma, carrying his grandpa, the enemy said, "The name's Johnson. What a surprise, this is. A child, hoping to stand up against me?"

Johnson's build was about as tall as Keith's late dad, as muscular as John Cena himself, and a pistol as powerful as the military. His clothes were stained with blood, and he said, "Well, to be honest, since you will forget about shit here, I was the one who set off that explosion. How unfortunate, isn't it?"

The memory of the house explosion came back to him, and he started to rage. "Well then, since you've introduced yourself, how about I do as well?" he said.

"Go on. I'll kill you once it's over."

Keith took out a knife, and said, "My name is Keith. To those who know me well, a kind kid who got corrupted by trauma. To most innocent people here, someone who stands up to defend them against Karens. To Chris, the Karen Killer. To my enemies, their weakness, and to you..."

He pointed the knife at Johnson, and said, "Death."

He immediately teleported behind him and kicked him from the back, and as his gangsters ran to help him, he slit their wrists, before seeing Johnson get up. He threw the knife straight at his shoulder, then picked up a few more, before throwing them at his gang. He got up and tried to shoot Keith, only for the bullets to pierce his cheek and left shoulder. The latter's right eye glowed yellow, and he grabbed him by the neck, before saying, "Now, say goodbye."

Keith, holding Johnson, threw himself out the window, and as Johnson tried to kick him off, he kept on holding on, slamming his head by the roof of a building. He then kicked off, only to slam Johnson's head through multiple floors of glass. They had fallen from the 40th floor to the 34th floor in an instant, and while Johnson was getting rammed, MrBeast was having his dinner by himself when the glass shattered in an instant. He examined the damage, and it was in a straight, vertical line instead of something hitting it. He looked over to see a young boy ramming an adult's head through glass, and he said to himself, "He's really done it, hasn't he?"

Keith kicked off by the time the two of them got to the 16th floor, and he used Johnson as a shield to cushion him from the landing. They landed on the road, stopping any more cars from passing through, and as he rolled over, he felt pain in his right shoulder. "Might wanna get that wrapped." he thought as he stood up, facing Johnson.

As it turns out, he wasn't dead. He managed to get himself up, and charged straight towards Keith, who punched him in the gut. He didn't flinch, and picked Keith up before tossing him towards the sidewalk, where a few people were. They ran away in an instant, and Keith couldn't contemplate what was happening at the moment, his head having become a little numb from the fall.

"So, this is death?" he thought. However, it wasn't death, but rather the numbing of pain. He couldn't feel it anymore, and as Johnson kept on punching him by the wall, he grabbed one of his fists and used it to slam him in the face. He fell, and Keith finally released himself. A crowd had already gathered, and just as they were about to take photos of the scene, a small shockwave from Keith temporarily disabled them all.

"Tell this story with your body, not your device." he said, seeing Johnson get to his feet. The two were already heavily wounded, and it would only be a matter of time before someone's bones broke. "Johnson, do you have anything to say for killing my family?"

"I'm doing it for fun, that's what. Having power allows you to do crazy stuff, so why would I pass up the chance to commit murder?"

Keith sighed, and said, "Just like Gabriel. Fuck you."

He sliced the former's neck by the side, stunning him, before gripping it in reverse position and stabbing him in the back. He then grabbed him, dragged him over to a green garbage bin, and tossed him in along with the trash, before closing it. He thought for a short moment, before grabbing it by the handle with one hand and spinning it around, taking it off the ground. He then threw it at the road, where it was hit straight-on by a truck. "May you get isekai'd into hell." he said, before walking back to the tower.

"Following the recent attack on Valin Tower, an elderly man was injured, along with a child fighting the assailant before throwing him out the window. The two's whereabouts are currently still unconfirmed, and-"

Dan switched off the television, then said, "Shit happened here today."

Alexandra, who was anxiously waiting for Keith, was shocked by what he had done. "Throwing him off a building... Isn't that suicide as well?"

The elevator opened with a ding, and inside stood Keith, battle-weary. She ran up to him just as he exited the elevator, but he stopped her, saying, "Not now. I need to rest."

"W-What's gone into you, Keith? Why did you throw that man off the tower along with yourself?"

He sat down on a nearby chair, and said, "He - Johnson - shot my grandpa in the head. I made a vow to myself that if anyone kills either my grandpa or grandma, or both, I will kill them, no matter what."

"Isn't that a deal with the devil or something?"

"Let me ask you a question. If your family were to die in a house explosion, then your friend in 2 days, and then another friend the day after, and then after that, your grandpa, how would you feel, especially if all those cases were purposeful murder?"

"I wouldn't be able to wrap my head around it. I would go and try to find the one who planned them all."

"Precisely my feeling."

She grabbed a glass of apple juice from the counter and placed it in front of Keith. He took the glass and drank it all in one go.

"Hey, hey slow down. You might choke." Dan said, wiping a bottle.

He slammed the glass on the table, such a miracle that it didn't break, and started to cry. No one but him suffered the most that night, and he could only wait for news from the hospital for his grandpa's condition. For now, however, the best thing he could do was hope, now that he knew Johnson was killed by his own hands and rage.