Killer Tunes (Origin of DJ Nightmare)

It may be your dream....but it is my nightmare....

I struggled to walk home to my grandfather's house. It proved to be great difficulty to walk around town with no soul in my body. Then it hit me...I started to play some of my music that I listened to when I would go for a jog and the sound waves practically made my body come alive. I was able to walk properly and even see correctly. I walked to my grandfather's home and saw police officers outside the house speaking with my grandpa. "No...no not her too...please not my little Mayday....first Benny now her please no!" He was sobbing and pounding at the officers chest not caring that the neighbors were outside watching him. "Grandpa....." I called out and all heads turned towards me. I ran to my grandfather and was instantly pulled into his warm embrace. "I...I thought you were...that she had....." he sobbed lightly. "I thought so too but I'm here Grandpa..." I nuzzled into him as our neighbors walked slowly into their houses and the cops left without a word. My grandpa then helped me into the house and we sat by the fireplace.

~Time skip next day~

I woke up and stretched a little making sure my phone was fully charged. I dressed in a blue halter top shirt with black high waist skinny jeans and my beat up black blue laced converse and fixed my spiky hair up in a pony tail. I walked to the kitchen to see a note saying my grandpa went shopping for groceries. Guess I will see him when I get off from work. Putting on my black beats headphones and dark blue hoodie I walked out of the house and headed for the Luna. The Luna was the club I worked at as a dj and it was a favorite place of my brothers before he died. Walking into the building I set up my dj equipment and connected my phone to the system. Suddenly my entire booth started to glow the same color as my soul and the tingly feeling of bloodlust coursed through my veins.....the club filled up fairly quickly and I searched the crowd for my victim. However all I saw around me was a room full of assholes who deserved to die. I recognized the guys from when I was at school...they made mine and Ben's life hell....well tonight.....they would be the ones in hell. I scrolled my music and found a song I found very pleasing and my eyes began to glow an unearthly blue. The four boys began to sway almost as if they were about to sleep as they looked into my eyes. I then tilted my head to one side and they began walking to the dj booth hidden in the back of the club. As they walked to the room I disconnected my phone from the sound system and followed closely behind them. My coworkers looked at me strangely but noticed I had left the music playing the other people to keep partying. As I drew closer I felt my hands start to twitch with excitement. One of the boys turned to look me in the eyes one last time and suddenly he stopped. "Daisy? Daisy is that you...wow.....you....you sure have changed..." he eyed me up and down admiring my developed body. I glared at him and he continued to follow his friends to the booth. The booth had been abandoned for almost five years. This was mine and Ben's booth before he died. When I walked into the room all four of the guys looked at me either in shock, admiration, or lust. I looked at each with disgust and walked to my desk. They stared at me as I reached under my desk for my speakers and connected them to my phone. As if on cue my hypnotic melody continued to play and made the boys fall down almost appearing dead....well they were dead asleep. My mind then became blank and my soul was split into four little parts entering each of the guys and not a minute too soon they got up and walked out of the booth unharmed.

~Time skip to at home in bed on laptop~

I lay on my bed with my laptop facing me. As I gaze at the blue monitor an image starts to appear on the screen. Its of the four boys who I encountered earlier that same day only...they were tied up. Each of them was tied to a midevil bed of nails. With every move they made the nails would dig deeper and deeper into their backs. "Hello? Is anyone there???" one of the boys called out his voice laced with fear as he tried to look at his surroundings only to be further penetrated by the nails underneath him. As I gazed upon the scene of the four boys struggling against their beds of pain four little blue pixels emerged from their bodies and made their way to the other side of the death chamber. The blue pixels then turned into miniature copies of myself however each was crying tears of blood and had a voodoo doll in their right hand....in their left hands where little machete knives. "Hey! Hey you! Little girl let us out of here!!" The eldest of the fools yelled, it fell on deaf ears as my first clone slowly made her way to the oldest boy. She then drew her machete knife and made a criss cross motion across the dolls body, the oldest boy screamed out as his intestines fell out and onto the ground. His friends where in shock...they didn't know what to make of the sight. Their friend was half alive in front of them and they couldn't help him... "Stop please!!" One screamed at the clones. "Its a dream it's just a fucking dream damn it!!!" The others yelled in tears. All of my clones giggled in a dark manor. I then felt myself being pulled into the screen and found myself in the same room as the boys.My clones ran to me each looking like an innocent child who was about to be scolded. "Sweet little ones....you are supposed to end it more quickly than this..." Each of my clones looked down saddened by my words. I slowly reached down and tilted their heads to look at my bright blue eyes. "However... you have made me so proud. My deadly pixels." I grinned pleased at the work of my pixel clones, whose faces almost appeared happy with their work. One of the boys looked across from his nail bed and blood dripping down the sides of his mouth let out a gargled question, "Who the fuck are you?" I turned to the boy and slowly walked towards him. "Well...to you I was game freak. To your friends I was the emo loser... but here" I made a gesture to the room we were in and grinned evilly as I saw the other cowards quivering in fear. "I am the righter of all wrongs, I am the daughter of Death,  I am the sister of mayhem, I am.....DJ Akuma" The boy glared at me and spat his blood out and yelled, "It doesn't matter what you are!!! You're just a loser and you always will be! This is all a dream! I will just wake up and this will be all over you freak! " I smirked and giggled at his words. It was true this was their dream...but this was my nightmare...and nobody lives to tell the tale. I made my way slowly to the boy who spoke and as I drew closer to him a grazed my pointed nails across the boys stomach saying, "You know some people say that music is a way of talking...." As I said this music began playing in the background and I turned away from the boy. "But to me....its a way of getting revenge!!" My eyes began glowing almost white and I lifted my right hand taking into note that my veins were now visible as they delivered electricity throughout my body. "Die in despair pathetic humans!!" I clenched my hand into a fist and the music started flowing even louder and high pitched. Each of the boys screamed out in horror as the music blasted out louder and higher. I laughed manically as I saw blood pour from the boys ears, mouth and nose. "Sweet dreams gentleman!!! " I then ran to each of the boys and slit their throats as my pixel clones ripped out each of their still beating hearts and devoured them like they were candy.

~The next Morning ~

 I woke up the next morning in my bed with my phone fully charged in my hand....guess it was just a damn dream. I dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a loose fitting tank top and walked down the stares to find my grandpa watching the news. "Mayday you wont believe what they just announced on the news." He told me as I walked towards him. I frowned slightly and titled my head to one side and asked, "What happened gramps?" He sighed and looked up at me. "Four of your former classmates died in their sleep but strange thing was that it looks like someone stabbed them in the chest." I feigned my sadness as I looked at my grandfather. "Do...do the cops know who might be responsible??" My grandfather scratched his head and said, "That's what/s got them confused too hon...there was no sign of a break-inan no sign of a struggle...." He looked away from me and slowly got up from the couch. "Anyway don't you worry your pretty little head kiddo...come on lets eat some breakfast. Made your favorite blueberry choc-chip pancakes." He then disappeared into the kitchen leaving me to my thoughts. Heh.....So it was only a dream huh? They thought they could just wake up unharmed...I'm not Freddy for fuck sakes! I am DJ Akuma and my melody of death is sure to give anyone pleasant nightmares. I giggled and followed my grandfather into the kitchen as I thought about who my next victim will be....better yet how I would make their worst nightmare come...to life......