Spawn Of A Mad-Man

On Their Tail

Headzo's False Hope
31/12/2046

He wandered through every street, checked every passageway, he needed to find the winged killer.

After a while of searching, he found one ginnel.

Stepping down the hidden place, Headzo saw the remains.

The first he witnessed had a wing carved violently into his chest.

He analysed this creation, having only seen images, Headzo was fascinated by its grotesque design.

The clothing the man wore, and the ground he laid on, was stained red with blood.

The back of his head was caved in, brain matter sludged out, the entire scene was just a human soup of agony.

Looking around at the rest of the victims, it was clear that this was just an act of wrath, nothing, but anger echoed back at headzo.

A woman on the ground, had clearly suffered a large, repetive force to her chest; her heart was sat, completely visible and partly mushed.

Two others seemed to have similar injuries, missing limbs, an arm and two hands.

One of which, had evidently been stabbed in the side with a blade, that seemed larger or possibly the wound had been forced to be bigger by the turning of the knife.

Worst of all, was the final man.

There, he laid, with no eyes, just two gaping, bloodied holes, etched forcefully in to the face.

The sight was horrific.

It disturbed Headzo the more he looked.

"What does it take to drive a person to do this?" Headzo questioned himself.

Stood horrified, Headzo wondered if finding them was the right choice.

These unsure thoughts proved negligent, as he knew, a person with this much pain, is better and ally then an enemy.

Headzo left to try and figure out where they'd be next.

Arsenic's Kept Promise
31/12/2046

The group of 5 hung around.

No remorse.

Arsenic could wait no longer.

They made a promise, and were damn sure, they were going to keep it.

They walked up to the group of 5, the orange of the Sun rising, beamed down, the light almost blinding Arsenic, but they walked, mind set on decay.

"Who the hell is this clown?" The first of the group spoke in reference to Arsenic's clothing.

"I don't suppose, you lot can help me with something?" Arsenic continued "I'm looking for a group of fucking pieces of shit, responsible for the death of an innocent, little girl"

"We don't know nothing about a little girl" the man spoke, clearly uneducated.

"One, didn't say you did. Two, I've spoken with her sister and you lot fit the description perfectly. And three, thats a double negative, that means you know somthing." Arsenic spoke with confidence "Now I recommend you dickheads do the smart thing and give yourselves up, because then you'll die quickly."

"Fuck you!" The man exclaimed.

"I'm so glad you chose that option." Arsenic smirked.

The man walked over and swung, with a pipe, at Arsenic's head.

Arsenic grabbed it and knocked the man to the ground.

In preparation, Arsenic's skin turned in, and then out came the fury.

The man stood once more; the others crowded around.

Arsenic proceeded to grab the man's head and punch him again, and again, and again.

Their hand was covered in blood, as they threw the man against a wall.

As the next came for them, they sliced, blade in hand, upwards, against the person's torso before plunging the knife into his side and twisting, listening to the screams, they turned further, and then, they ripped off the person's arm, leaving them in agony, on the ground.

Then came a woman, who found herself on the ground, in seconds, as Arsenic stamped on her chest, over, and over again, caving it in to the horror of the final two.

The first of them suffered an impact, to his knee, snapping it, as his hands were ripped, from his wrists, and his jaw sawed of with a small, stained blade.

The last ran at Arsenic, not sure was else to do.

Arsenic let the knife insert itself into the final's groyne.

There, Arsenic grabbed the person by her hair, so that Arsenic would have easy access to the final's eyes.

Removing them individually, as the final screamed; she didn't live much longer.

Remembering having not killed the man, at the start, Arsenic went over and knelt beside him.

"I don't care which one of you dealt the final blow" Arsenic began to lose control "the way I see it, you are all equally responsible, and after having seen her sister cry, I can't let any of you live, and I can't let any of you die, painlessly"

With the man still breathing, Arsenic begins to carve, slowly.

Arsenic leans in, speaking to the man's ear.

"Feel it, feel the pain. This pain is me, I told her sister that I would make sure you all suffered. So feel it." They lost it.

Holding tightly onto the man's left ear, Arsenic tears.

Knelt there, just staring at the man, Arsenic grabs the man's face and slams it on the ground repeatedly.

They don't stop, until the man's brain matter soaks into the cracks, Arsenic had already ruptured into the concrete.

Arsenic just stands there.

Consumed in fury, they walk.

Arsenic kept their promise.