"Wait... I've Been Reborn As A Guy!?"

Chapter Eleven

"I took in an insane kid for the night. It's a wonder I didn't die." The old man muttered to himself. 

Yeah, he was right. I should've killed him when I had the chance. That way there would be less people to remember me. I was going to kill him too. 

"Good idea old man! I should kill you after I finish off my devil of a sister." I chirped. "It'll be more fun for everyone that way." 

"I've met a nut job, and its sister isn't too much different from it." He groaned. 

Why wasn't he happy to meet me? Wasn't it fun to die? I had fun when I died, didn't I? I got to realize the thrill that came with causing people to suffer, and I would classify that as fun. 

He should have fun too. I couldn't be the only one having fun, others needed to enjoy the thrill with me. Yeah, even that crazed girl! She needed to be included as well. 

I needed to let everyone know the thrill of pain, causing pain, and the excitement of death. That was why they needed to enjoy their deaths. They needed to feel enough pain that they loose their sanity. That's what is fun.

I turned towards the old man with a delightful expression on my face. His expression turned from shock to utter horror. It was great that he was starting to have fun. He needed to have more fun. 

I took one of the barstools and hit him as hard as I could with it. It hit his abdomen, and he cried out in pain. Glorious, it was simply glorious! He was having fun, and I could tell he wanted to have even more fun! 

She wanted to have fun too. Vanessa looked sad because I hadn't included her. She shouldn't worry, because she was going to have plenty of fun. I wouldn't leave her out, that would be cruel.

I hit the man over and over again with the chair. He let out small gasps, but nothing more. Why wasn't he having more fun? He wasn't having enough fun! 

"Start having fun! Scream in pain, wither up on the ground in happiness that your life has come to an end. Make some noise and have fun!" I screamed at him. 

"Itzal? What are you doing?" Another girl asked. 

Oh, it was Mariah. She brought the tools for me to have even more fun with. She was such an obedient dog when given the right reward. 

"Mariah, give those to me. I'm going to make them have even more fun. Want to join?" I said. 

"N-no thanks. I'll pass. Here's the stuff." 

She handed me the toys and ran out as fast as she could. How mean! I wanted her to join in on the fun with everyone else. I guess she wanted to have fun at another time, but it didn't matter as long as she had fun eventually. 

"Alrighty! We can have even more fun now!" I rejoiced. 

The old man just shook in horror and fear. Looking at him act like that was a refreshing feeling, but it wasn't enough. I needed more, he needed more. We needed to have more fun together. 

I grabbed the first thing out of the suitcase, and it turned out to be a barbed whip. Ooh, a great toy for an occasion such as this!

Just as I was about the hit the man with the whip, someone bursts into the bar. Huh? Who interrupted our fun? Just as I turned around to look at who it was, the old guy punched me in the gut and I collapsed on the ground. 

He punched me in the gut again, and I blacked out. 

"I-Itzal? Itzal? Wake up." A voice said. 

Who was it this time? I tried to get up, but groaned in pain. My gut was in serious pain, and prevented me from getting up. I flopped back onto the ground, too tired to deal with other people at the moment. 

"Itzal, can you here me?" It asked again. 

I sent my fist in the direction of the voice, or at least, I tried to. I could barely move my arm. Great, I couldn't sit up or hit anyone. Could I go back to sleep then? 

"Let me go, let me comfort Itzal!" A familiar voice ordered. 

It was Vanessa's voice. My eyes opened and I was wide awake. It was her, the demonic madwoman. I had to run. 

"Itzal, calm down. Can you hear me?" The male voice asked again. 

I turned around. "Who-" 

Eric, it was Eric. Not only did he have a worried expression on his face, but I was in his lap. Was this a dream? Eric was dead, wasn't he? 

"You were dead, so how are you alive?" I inquired. 

"Dead!?" Eric gasped. "I've never been dead. Itzal, are you thinking straight?" 

"Vanessa killed you, right? That's why she found me here?" 

He shook his head. "I didn't die, instead I drove her off. No one died in that encounter. What do you take me for anyways?" 

"My bests friend and fellow murderer." 

"You're alright then." 

I looked past Eric and Mariah, only to find Vanessa tied to a chair. She was throwing a fit, spouting off curses left and right. I learned more from her mouth than I ever wanted to know. If words could kill, she would be the only one in the world still alive. 

"Sorry to interrupt this reunion between friends, but we have a serious problem to discus. About Itzal, and him torturing an uninvolved old man." Mariah interrupted. 

Oh right. I lost my sanity for a bit and made the old man's life a living hell for a few minutes. My bad! I hadn't planned to snap and loose myself. I would have to watch myself to make sure I didn't do that in the future, though I have to say it felt great. 

My short time in the body of Itzal had corrupted me. Very much so. I had become an unstable and vicious person... I was starting to become scared of my own thoughts. 

"Itzal, what happened here? Mariah called me saying that you were going on a rampage in the middle of town, and when I arrived, you were about to hit the old man with a whip. Why?" Eric questioned. 

I laughed quietly. Uh oh, now I had to explain events that would definitely creep them out. Well here it goes. 

"Ha-ha, as funny as it sounds, I might've lost my sanity for a bit and gone off the hook? And that led to me beating an ex murderer up?" I said. 

They just stared at me with a dumbfounded expression on their faces. Yeah... my answer wasn't something I really expected them to believe, but whatever, I had tried. 

"We're going to get you out of here, and then have Mariah come and blame this whole incident on that Yandere over in the corner. Sound good to you?" Eric asked. 

Whoah, he had totally changed topics like it was no big deal. I guessed that this conversation was going to go on longer at a later time. Sounds good to me. 

"I'll speak to her for a sec, and then you can do whatever." I told him. 

I once again attempted to get up, and once again failed due to the pain. I was not getting up anytime soon it seemed, not on my own anyway.

Before I could ask to be helped up, Eric lifted me up and carried me all the way to her. If I didn't know he was a murderer, I would have totally fallen for him again. If I was Lilly, I would have wanted him to be my boyfriend no doubt. I mean, I died because of his princely aura and god-like looks. 

"If you act as if you were the one who committed the crime against the old man, it would help me a bunch. I might even think about spending one day alone with you. Sound good?" I whispered to her. 

She nodded her head enthusiastically, and Mariah untied her once I said that she would be obedient. Then, I had Eric take me to the nearly dead, old man. I whispered a threat to him as well, and let Eric carry me to his car. 

My stomach really hurt, and I couldn't do anything but lay down in the back seat. Sitting up was impossible. Maybe I was just a wimp, but I didn't like pain. It felt, well... painful, and pain wasn't something I enjoyed. 

I don't know what it was that made me fall asleep, either the unbearable pain in my stomach or the calming motions of the car, but I passed out a few minutes into the drive.