Short stories

Special Fascination

I was walking in a dark alley with my friend, perfectly aware of what I was risking. They talked about a killer that was often committing crimes here, I wanted to see a real killer. I was fascinated by their way of thinking, how they were masking their crimes to lead no proofs to them. I went with my friends to a party organized by one of our classmates, he was pretty drunk and I didn't have a car to take him back or money to call someone, so we were walking. We heard noise,
when my friend saw someone wearing a long black coat that was covering their face and their hair, he pushed me on the ground and run away, I wasn't surprised.
"Rude, You want me to help you get revenge? I stand up and looked at the person, it was a woman's voice.
"I don't blame him, that's how humans act, desperately." 
The killer looked at me with a smirk.
"Do you mean you're not human?"
I shook my head and my hands, embarrassed, because she was clearly making fun of me.
"I am, but I'm different, Death doesn't scare me, I've been waiting for this since the start, I just wanted to take someone down with me, because I'm selfish"
The killer was playing with her knife, the moonlight was reflecting on the blade, the dark alley was barely illuminated.
She still wore this smirk, there was a lot of crimes reported in this alley, that's why I came here, she was known by anyone in this town, not for her name, but for her crimes, she was merciless.
"Have you ever wanted to kill someone?"
I thought about all the people that ever got on my nerves, did I ever wanted to kill one of them? Yes.
"Of course. Who haven't?"
She nodded, thinking about what to say next. She was fidgeting with her knife and throw it on the ground.
"Everyone wants to kill someone in their life. The difference between me and them, it's that I'm not afraid of anyone. I kill anyone I find when I want to, even if I don't know them, even if they're not bad. I'm not afraid of getting caught, because I was already lost when I was born."
I was staring at the knife on the ground, asking myself why she threw it.
"I know that even if you can kill me, you won't, because first you don't have a motive, and you have a moral. I don't."
She has a point, it's true that I would never kill someone, mostly if I don't hate them.
"Then why don't you kill me?"
She was in deep thoughts, she picked the knife and threw it in her pocket.
"Sometimes I get lonely doing this all alone, I want to take someone down with me, like you wanted to put your friend in
danger, you'd be perfect for this, you said you're not afraid of dying right? So you won't be afraid of getting caught, besides I'm the best."
I don't even know her, but I always wanted to meet a killer and now that I'm in front of her I don't even know what to do.
"Will you be my partner in crime?"
I don't have time to think, but I don't know what to do, It's the chance of my life to feel something different.
"If I say yes, what's in for me?"
She looked at me, smirking again.
"First, I won't kill you, second you can take revenge on people who hurt you, third
I'm a hitman, so you could win money, you'll also live with me and I can pinky promise you that where I live is not a joke"
I didn't have to think so much finally.
"Ok, I'm in."