random stories

murdered in the moonlight .

hi welcome to a new book, i'm your host, chris mclean /j

but yeah hi welcome, this is just random shit i thought of and i decided to make a book on it! that's all :) 

the man up top in the photo (if you can see it) is named ulysses :), some demon with a halo i pulled together today in catalog avatar creator

that's all tho, enjoy :) 

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pain. 

that's all your body felt as you ran through the grass, your legs hurting and lungs begging for a break, but you kept going. you couldn't be caught by him. 
you couldn't, not now. when you were so close to losing him. 

you panted and breathed heavily as you ran, you couldn't see a damn thing in this blackness. god, why did his murders always happen at night? that was a story for another day. 
you stumbled a bit, but quickly got back to running. until you tripped, that is. 

your body fell with a 'fwump' as you winced in pain, your ankle was sprained. 
no, no, no! why now?! you tried getting up, but your attempt failed. you ended up back onto the ground. you started sobbing softly out of fear, fearing that he was going to find you. 

soft steps could be heard in the soft grass, and you covered your mouth as to mute any sounds from escaping. but it was too late. he found you, and you knew it, too. 

"i think i've won this 'cat and mouse chase', hm?" he spoke, you just stared up into his eyes with fear. 

his red eyes, glowing in the dark. he looked like a killer robot. (fnaf reference lmao) 
"please.." you choked out, "don't hu--rt me.." tears ran down your face as you tried to reason with the beast towering over your quivering figure, but all he did in response was pull out a gun. your pupils shrunk.

he hummed at your pathetic frame, how were you so stupid as to not see where you were going? 
"i wish we could have spent more time together, we could have became friends, don't you think?" he asked. you did not respond, however. "but i don't think that was ever going to happen; i am a criminal, after all, dear." 

he cocked his gun and loaded it at your figure. 
the man tilted his head with a sickening smirk, the moon glowed over his teeth. 

"𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁."

𝘽𝘼𝙉𝙂 

the dark red liquid splattered all over his intimidating figure.
he stared at your lifeless body, remorse nowhere on his face. 

ulysses stood up and put his gun back into its holder, white pointy tail swaying. he walked away slowly, 
"pathetic. didn't even put up a fight." he laughed to himself as he kept walking. 

the moon shined over your dead frame, blood pooling out of your head as your lifeless eyes were still opened. 

on the bright side, you look pretty in the moon.

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and that's it,, hope you enjoyed :3, i'll probably write more with him soon 

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