helliam/willry oneshots (ft. angst)

Some kiddies die lmfao

1985-xx/xx
Murder time baby <3

! TW: Somewhat graphic murder of five children !

William stared at a child who was stood longingly in front of him. He knew the child would run if they had the intelligence to. William never thought he'd be here, I'd he's honest. Nevertheless he had a goal and he would not chicken out, he would do this. Soon, William had collected five children, all of which he led into a small, soundproof room. The children excitedly talked to each other. Except one, a girl named Cassidy. William had some trouble getting her to trust him and almost gave up. But, in a few seconds, he would be a child murderer. William closed and locked the door, the kids all having their guard down. Before anything William knew he had to calculate how he would do this. Who's first, who's second? All that good stuff. It didn't take long for him to know the order. He walked over to Cassidy and pulled a gift out, motioning for her to take it. Cassidy looked uncomfortable but took the present anyways. It was a note.

/ You're so smart, don't run away :) /

Cassidy looked up quickly and saw Williams face instead of the bunny she had seen just a few seconds ago. He smiled as he plunged a knife into her tiny body. She begged for him to help her as he pulled it out and watched her drop to the floor in pain. He stood tall over the child. She looked at him with scared eyes. He smiled devilishly before plunging the knife into her body repeatedly. Soon she went completely quiet, not even breathing. The other children hadn't noticed her yet as the room was quite dim. William walked over and grabbed Fritz, holding his hand in front of the child's mouth. The child attempted to yell out of panic, but Williams grip was way to hard. He threw Fritz on the floor and beat the child to a quiet state. His fists all bloody after it, he noticed Fritz was still very much breathing. William pulled out a knife and shoved it into Fritz' eye on accident.

"Oops", William whispered to Fritz as the child died slowly of blood loss.

William stood up and walked over to the children. He noted that there was two boys and one girl. He felt his heart sink, they reminded him of his own children. Laughing and talking about nothing. This also fuelled William. He grabbed a kid named Gabriel, who seemed like the leader type. William stabbed him once before the child shouted loudly. Now William grabbed the child's throat and strangled him until no breath was produced. Without thinking he turned and lunged at Jeremy. Susie yelped loudly before screaming as William cut Jeremys throat and watched the blood stream down. He looked over at Susie with a twisted grin and laughed manically. Susie attempted to bang on the door and scream for her life, but that didn't work very well. Jeremy still being alive, but not for alive, made it hard for William to move swiftly. Nonetheless he stood up, stomped on Jeremy a few times until his chest stopped rising and ran up to Susie.

"If you stay quiet I'll let you leave, kid", he lied through his teeth.

Susie immediately went quiet and stared at William with a scared expression. He only looked back with a twisted smile and crazy eyes. William sneakily got Susie to sit down. He pushed her back to the floor before stabbing her several times in the chest while laughing loudly. Soon all the children were dead. He laughed louder. The blood splattered all over him. His clothes were drenched in the clothes he had worn, their fabric being quite absorbent. He grabbed Susie body and carried her over to a corner, as well as the other children.

"I have 911 on speed dial Will, don't worry"

William was no fool, he knew the police were on their way. He had to act quickly. He left through the window and closed it discreetly. His clothes were sort of suspicious as they were drenched, but he had a change. He had hidden them days prior. After a little bit he had changed and grabbed his bloody clothes before walking home. Many people who respected him walked by, waving kindly with no suspicion. When he got home he ran into the bathroom and locked the door, throwing his clothes in the washer. He started it and sighed happily. He took his other work clothes off and put on a sweater before getting out and sitting on the couch. He knew he had succeeded, he had told Henry he was going home at the time he had killed Jeremy, so the people walking by would be his alibi. A sigh of relief left his mouth.