Snuff Films

Chapter 1: Blood Dancer

"Michael... Michael! Your not dead yet. Not on my watch." Stark said as ex serial killer Michael Adont'e got up. He was supposed to be dead at midnight for his unholy crimes. "Thank the creator of man that people think you were fried to death by the electric chair. Hey that would be funny to see tomorrow. Michael Adont'e Is No Longer a Threat. Hey pick that damn headset." Stark said as Michael with a splitting headache, walked to the table with the headset on it. Michael put it on and Stark had a much clearer voice. "Okay Michael. That is better. Only you can hear me. And if I'm going to make these movies that is how you will want to be. -Michael smacks the camera-. Hey, hey calm down. Hey what the hell is wrong with you anyway? Okay go ahead and get out that door and start killing. Lights, camera and some damn action!" Stark said as Michael kicked open the door to the streets. It was raining but that can't stop Michael from murdering. "Now this film is named the 'Blood Dancer Born Again'. What do you think?" Stark said as he saw a person with a pocket knife in his hand. "Hey I want to tell you something. Go to that dumpster. Open it and you will find a ice pick in there." Stark said as Michael did exactly what Stark said. He pick up the ice pick and knew who his victim was. He tapped the man's shoulder. The man turned around and met his painful end. Michael kicked the man in the crotch and started stabbing into the man's flesh. He cut the man open and kicked him in the exposes entrails. Somehow the man was still alive and Michael stuck the ice pick in the head and snapped it. Blood was everywhere as Michael heard Stark laughing sickly. "Good one Michael. Some buyers I know will pay us 19k to see this. This is real money man. REAL!!!" Stark yelled as Michael throw the handle of the ice pick away. "Now stick to shadows. They are your friend right there." Stark said as Michael picked up a shard of glass. A man with gang colors walked by him. Michael came right behind him and Jabbed him in the neck. The gangster was choking on his own blood as Michael stabbed the gangster to death. "Keep it up Mike. Keep it up my boy." Stark with a sick voice said as he couldn't retrieve his shard. The man had a baseball bat so Michael picked up just in case. So he walked down the alleyway as he heard someone behind him provoke him. "Come on rat bastard. Are you afraid to fight." The gangster behind him said as Michael turned around. Michael walked up to the gangster. He look at the baseball bat he obtained and smacked the piss out of the gangster with the bat.
"Oh shit. Sorry. I didn't mean it." The gangster said as he got the major beat down of his life. Michael broke all of the man ribs and bashed the man's brains in with the bat. "Good job Michael. Anyone who calls you a rat bastard kill them." Stark said as Michael was near the exit. There was three more gangsters to kill. Michael hid in the shadows. He smacked the wall he was by and attracted someone. "Hey jackass come out." The gangster said as he gave up. As he turned around Michael came right behind him and broke the back of his leg. Michael with all his strength smacked the gangster's head. Chunks of brain went everywhere as gangster had no head. Blood was squirting blood out as Michael picked up a pocket knife. He snuck right behind the other gangster and stabbed him right in the ear. Michael twisted it as he heard the brain rearranging. He pulled it out an it had brain on it. Michael wiped it off and headed for the last guy. He tapped the gangster. The gangster turned around. Michael gouged the gangster eye out and slit his throat as he was in pain. "We are going to make lots of money. Just you wait."