Cautionary Tales for Young Girls

The Executioner

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Her name was Nanami, or Bloodthirst the Battleaxe to give her her online nickname.

Nanami was a gaming addict who never went to school. She was a cute 11 year old girl, with a ghostly pale complexion from spending most of the time in the dark.

Maybe her online nickname should have been "Sick Girl"!

You see, the gaming world was Nanami's entire life. She shopped on her computer, she chatted on her phone, she listened to music on her phone, she kept secrets on both her phone and computer, she played games on her computer... the list goes on.

The gaming world was Nanami's life.

***

It was a beautiful crisp day with hardly a cloud in the sky. Nanami was browsing the internet on her computer, when an announcement came.

"Do you have what it takes to become a gaming world champion? If so, sign this contract."

Without any choice, Nanami clicked the link.

A contract appeared.

It read:

"You, ............, agree to sign your name on this contract in order to play a game of Tetris.  Win, and you'll be crowned the World Champion Gamer!

Sighed: .........."

Becoming the World Champion Gamer was Nanami's dream.

But there was a warning at the bottom!

"WARNING: I am not responsible for the consequences (transformation, dismemberment, possibly death, etc.) if you fiddle around with what you're not supposed to."

"Nanami, stop right there!" Nanami was about to sign her name in the contract when her mother burst in.

"You spend so long on the computer and phone, that you deserve what you get!" 

Nanami paused.

"That man is lying! He wants to kidnap you and we'll never see you again!"  said Nanami's
mother.

Nanami quickly turned the computer off, rendering the contract null and void.

"I'm buying you something!" said Nanami's father, also bursting in, as he dialed the number "666."

The next day, Nanami found a doll.

It was of a man. The man was wearing an entirely black suit, matching black gloves, matching black boots, a white mask and a long, blood red hood.

It looked like a male, masked, dark version of Little Red Riding Hood.

Holding an axe, the doll was rather creepy to Nanami.

"Who is this? I've never seen him before." said the girl.

"He's called The Executioner." said Nanami's mother. "He turns into a human when you leave this poem next to him. He'll kill you in whatever way he likes."

Nanami read the poem her mother gave her.

Sure enough, the poem read:

"Knock knock.
Cut off your head.
Don't be naughty,
Or you'll summon the Executioner."

"This poem is rubbish!" said Nanami, as she littered the paper.

"You're scaring me, thinking I'm going to get horribly massacred in the night just for being naughty?!"

But as she walked off, what Nanami failed to realize was that the paper had fallen right next to the doll.

Nanami is too dumb for her own good!

That night, Nanami was sitting on her bed, playing on her phone, when she heard a knocking sound.

"Who's there?" She asked.

Suddenly, the door swung open.

A 30 old old man burst in.

"Who are you?" asked Nanami.

"I AM THE EXECUTIONER!" said the man.

Nanami was horrified.

"You came to life?! I promise I'll never be naughty again!"

"But you were naughty and now you shall be punished!" said The Executioner.

He then crawled under the bed, grabbed Nanami by her collar and dragged her under the bed.

***

Nanami was dragged through a dark dirty tunnel.

Then she looked behind her and saw what began where the dark tunnel ended.

There was a massive spinning saw blade, and the Executioner was dragging her towards it!

"No! Stop!" She wailed, as her body scraped closer and closer towards the spinning saw blade of doom. If Bloodthirst the Battleaxe couldn't get the man to let her go in time, she would be killed instantly and a lot of blood would need mopping up from the floors and walls. Assuming that it was an instant death and she was even in this tunnel when the Executioner was finished with her.

"Save me!"

But the Executioner would not stop, because he took orders from no one save for himself.

Although logically, it would have taken a few hours for the spinning saw blade to tear the girl apart, it only took a few minutes. Nanami was slowly, ever so slowly, sliced up like meat in a meat grinder.

A quick death it was not.

***

When Nanami's parents rushed into the bedroom a few minutes later, their daughter was dead, lying next to the bed. All that was left of her was a body with no head, and her clothes were ripped and torn and blood stained. Her body had been mutilated beyond all recognition by the spinning saw blade.

Nanami's mother screamed in surprise, and Nanami's father was frozen in place, horrified at what he'd witnessed.