Emma
With one last shovel of dirt, the filthy bitch was disposed of.
"Alright ladies let's pounce. Let's leave this little crime scene for the critters." I smiled, knowing that I had Jake all to myself again.
We walked away from the site, but not before going for a quick run as our transformed selves. Together we ran among the forest trees, through the thick bushes and tall grass, as the night took over the forest. I felt so alive.
The lioness, as always, were hunting in a group; or as most would say, their pride, but us snow leopards like to hunt alone and we're good at it. I don't mind hunting with the others, but I can't let that whore find out that I can shift or I would have to kill her like I killed my father. Hahahah.
Emma was pure evil and she knew it. With a kill count of 1 million after bombing multiple countries and assassinating countless presidents. She was notorious all over the globe, a mysterious killer, with an unattached face. She's been in the game for years now, and she knows exactly what she's doing.
I still remember that day, so crystal clear in my mind.
The day I stabbed my father to death.
After how he betrayed our family.
My father betrayed our family when I was only 5 years old. He caused me such horrible trauma, I will never be the same. He and my mother would constantly argue and fight, and one day the fighting became so intense that he brutally murdered my mother, leaving me to find her mangled bloodied body. And soon after, I took the very knife he used to murder her and used it to end his worthless, disappointment of a life. I was only 5 years old when I committed my first murder. And after that, I was thirsty for more.
And of course, the cops never found out, because why would they? Why would they ever think to blame the traumatized, young little girl, when there is a perfect suspect in just the room next door? I'm sure my uncle is still happily rotting in jail, maybe that'll teach him a lesson, for using me as a punching bag for my entire life.
Flashback
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" my dad slurred, holding up an empty bottle of beer as he stumbled around the dining room table. "I'll make you regret you ever met me fucker, i'll make sure your whole family is dead... i'll make sure your child is dead too-" he said before throwing the bottle towards my mothers head.
"ENOUGH-!" my mom cried, narrowly avoiding the bottle and flinching as it hit the wall and fell with a crash. "I should've never married you.." she sobbed. "Get the fuck away from me- stay away from Emma- I won't let you hurt her you bastard-"
I would cautiously peer out from my bedroom door watching them fight constantly... day after day, It never seemed to end.
End of flashback
But it is over now. Both of them are now gone... and now I have my stepmother who is just a bitch all the time. Maybe i'll kill her too... as a sacrifice to the snow leopard gods... I think I'll do it. With Jake by my side. Jake will protect me. He's always on my side.
Ugh school again tomorrow... It's alright though... I'm glad to see Kiko again... And that Jake~
*I lay on my bed, thinking about my future life with my mate Jake Collin. I smile before drifting to sleep.*
-The next day
"Hi Kiko!" I said happily as I entered the classroom.
"Hey Emma!" Kiko smiled. "What've you been up to?"
"Oh- you know- just normal everyday life." I smirked.
"Hm. That new girl didn't show up today" Kiko said, mildly concerned.
"Yeah. Looks like she's not here." I grinned, knowing that I completely obliterated her.
Skip forward to science class, I was awaiting Jake's arrival as usual.
When he walked in, he seemed... different. Like he was nervous about something.
*He sits down next to me, his jean chain clanging against the metal of the chair.*
"Hey Jake..."
He didn't respond, which was typical for him. However, unlike his usual unbothered demeanor, he seemed... tense, and uneasy.
"Jake.. Are you... okay?"
"I'm fine, Emma." He spat, his voice shaky.
