The Bodyguard

The Idea

He stands at the window, staring outside of his seemingly normal house. Of course he's rarely ever here but it's nice to come back every once in a while when he's not on duty. He's frustated. For most people of his kind, doing it secretly is enough. The rush of adrenaline and feeling of control is plenty. Hearing the screams is all they need. The fact that nobody will know what they have done might even make it more pleasurable. But not for him. He needs the recognition. He needs to known, to be feared, by every person out there. He wants to keep people awake as they lie in their beds, whether they're his next target or not. He wants to make an impact on the world, just not the normal kind of impact a person would wish for. He just needs to find a way to do it.

He's not stupid or cliche. He doesn't want to do something that has already been done. He wants to make history, to do something new that the world hasn't seen. He's not going to aim for a government figure, people rarely care about them. They might read it in the paper and go "aw sad" but they don't care. Government people are killed all the time.

Celebrity's are a different story though. People look up to them, they praise them, wish to be them, or even just to meet them. That's how he'll make the front page. He scrolls through the lists of famous people in his head. There's the people like the Kardashians, but most of the world might cheer if they're dead, so that's a no. It needs to be somebody that nobody expects. Someone who seems to be innocent. Someone young, someone popular. Someone who isn't a drug addict already and probably going to kill themselves soon anyway. He needs someone who will shock the world, who will make people cry when they hear what happened to their idol. Who will shock those who weren't even that big of fans.

He feels the desire, the want burning inside him. When he first got into the bussines, he always knew secretly doing it in the basement wouldn't always be enough, but he choked down the feeling. He can no longer keep it hidden. Adrenaline pumps through his veins at the thought of being on the news, in the papers, in someone's head as they simply lie there thinking. He might have a way to do excatly what he wants. It won't be easy, but that just makes it that much more fun.