The Blink Of An Eye

Prologue

Everyone used to tell me that your world could change in a blink of an eye, I never really knew how true that was. One moment changed my life but not for the better, it made me the bad guy. When you try to help someone it can backfire, you are the one who has to deal with the consequences even if it's not your fault. That's exactly why I decided if people see me as the villain, I will become the greatest villain they have ever seen.

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'Another one down' I think to myself

I grab a white towel to my left and wipe my red hands and face on it. I throw the towel now coated with the crimson blood of my next victim on a chair. I also have blood on my clothes. The good thing is that since I'm wearing black loose jeans, and a black T-shirt none can tell this idiot's blood is on me. I stare at the body, a man, well a dead man lying there throat slit and bruises all over his body. blood splattered on the walls and a pool of his blood lays spread around him. A pang of guilt hits my stone-cold heart. I killed another person. I thought I would get used to the feeling of guilt after killing another lousy excuse of a person but no, it was still there, just a lot less than before.

'Calm yourself, He deserved it' He did deserve it, I saw him grope a woman on the bus and make her feel uncomfortable, of course, he deserved it. Besides he's my mission, he has done horrible things. 

I quickly grab my knife for the last time and carve a weight balance symbol, the one that means justice and law, on the right side of his neck. You're probably wondering, why is a killer carving a sign of justice in a person's neck? Well, I'll tell you, I only kill people who deserve it. I kill the bad guys none else wants to deal with, they are the bad guys that people aren't scared of until they harm you. I finish the carving and shove the knife into my knife boot holster. I stand up and take a look at the damage I did. Damn it. I hate this, I hate killing, I hate being strong, I hate being the villain.

Get ahold of yourself Edrea, Suck it up

I grab my belongings; My guns, my lighter, and my jacket. I sling my jacket over my shoulder and walk towards the door. I open the door, look back one last time, and then walk out while closing the door behind me. I'm on the third floor of an apartment building so I have to be careful so none sees me. I look left and right and start walking to the stairs, thankfully the apartment room I was in was closest to the stairs. When I get to the stairs I push open the heavy door and walkthrough. 

While I walk down the stairs I let my mind drift. Why does society accept those disgusting excuses of men, of people? It's not ok, and I'm not the best person to say what's ok and what's not okay. But those men can get away with anything. They don't deserve to live. 

When I finally snapped back into reality I reached the first floor, I open the door to the garage and quickly walk to my motorcycle, but not too quickly I don't want to look suspicious if someone saw me. I saw what I was looking for, a matte Black KTM sports bike, KTM RC8, motorcycle, vehicle. I smirk at my gorgeous girl while I slide on my leather jacket. When I finally reached my motorcycle, I put on my black helmet while climbing on. I dig into my jacket pocket and pull out the key. 

I stick the key in and turn the ignition to the "on'' position. My dash lights "light up". I also notice a green light indicating that the motorcycle is in neutral. I squeeze and hold the clutch lever down which is located on my left, I then push the start button located on my right. And finally, I hear the blissful sounds of my baby cranking up. Shortly after the engine fires, I close the choke lever progressively and open the throttle slightly as the engine warms. I once again check to make sure it's still in neutral. Thankfully it is still in neutral. Then, I pull the clutch in toward the handlebar which is located on the left-hand side. I press and hold on to the start button. Which is located on the right handlebar, near the bottom of where my hand naturally rests. Finally, I Try using the throttle and then I go on my merry way to the place that I love most. Charlie's.