The Predator

Chapter 1

"Entry 608

April 17, 2015, Friday evening. Attempt 608. Day 3 of investigating the Juvien Cult that has been reported to have been responsible for a chain of various crimes in Anchorage. For three years now today, the city has been abandoned by the heroes. I estimate that in two years without outside intervention, the city will become a dead zone.

For nearly four hours, I have been trailing behind five suspects I had witnessed perform an armed robbery in a mini market, while screaming "In the name of Juvien!".

They managed to escape with what I estimated to be around $1,327 all in cash, at least that's what they think. The incompetent police force had taken too long to respond, but from a distance, I had long been stalking them, waiting for the signal to strike.

I can't wait any longer. My hands are itching to get their hands on their innards, and rip them off as violently as I can. None of them have powers... Easy prey. The detective isn't giving me the permission to move...whatever, what's five more kills? Perhaps for his sake, I'll at least interrogate one of them, before executing them of course.

In the middle of the night, after making an easy escape from an even easier robbery of a small grocery store and hiding inside an abandoned house, five men took a peek at the amount of cash they bagged, and made a collective sigh of dissatisfaction.
"Khun will not be happy with this...", One of the men said worriedly.
"Who cares what he's happy with?? He doesn't know that what we're doing is all for the almighty Juvien." The leader of the men said in an assertive tone while closing the bag of cash.

Knock Knock...

The front door suddenly knocked. All of the men turned to the door in surprise.
"...Were we found??", One of the men asked anxiously.
"No, it can't be a cop. There would be sirens flashing through the windows. Must be the homeowner of this house.", The leader confidently assured the men.
"What do we do?", Another man asked.
"Kill them of course, in the name of Juvien.", The leader declared with a whisper.
"...Yes sir.", The man brought out a pistol from his holster and walked to the door.

The man opened the door while hiding the pistol, and found a little girl with pink and watering eyes wearing an oversized coat looking up the man with a terrified expression.
"...W-Who are you???", The girl asked while stuttering between tears and fixing her short, yet messy hair.
"Oh...I'm sorry, is this your house??" The man asked gently while putting the pistol back on his holster. He then crouched down to talk to the crying girl easier.
"N-no...it's my friend's house...", The girl stuttered again, while wiping her tears.
"Why are you crying, little one?", The man asked, putting his hand on the girl's shoulder while giving a smile in an attempt to calm the girl down.
"Y-you're a stranger, aren't you??", The girl said, placing her hand on the man's while it was on her shoulder, slowly calming down.
"I'm...your friend's uncle, alright? His mother had just put him to sleep...He can't play tonight, so uh...please go home?? Before your parents come out looking for you.", The man asked the girl in a very awkward yet caring tone, one could forget he was just an armed robber for the sake of a cult.
"I...i'm sorry mister, but...", The girl suddenly stopped talking.
"Yes?", The man asked, anxious that the girl staying any longer might attract attention.
"I don't have any parents."

Before the man could react, the girl suddenly slashed the man's throat with some kind of blade, not allowing him to scream. The girl then ripped the man's hand from his arm and seemingly grew more than fifty centimeters taller. Now the coat she was perfectly suited her.
"For Juvien, right?", The girl asked in a mature voice with a sadistic smile before putting on a metallic face mask. The man stared at the girl's eyes in horror before falling down dead from the bleeding.