Little Johnny

Riddance-SS1

"Wherreee... Are you?" I whispered out. I moved around the corner."Why don't you want to play with me?? " I cried out. I heard the pattering of barefoot feet against wet stone and the hunt began.
I giggled, thinking of how she thought she was quiet. I walked faster to turn the corner and meet her glare. She was much smaller for an eight year old as I would have thought. I looked at her, and he went ahead and spoke without permission."It's going to be fine. Calm down." She relaxed the slightest bit. "Where... Where are my... Parents." She asked. It was more of a demand, but she asked. I giggled, reminiscing her parents falling to the ground, crying out for her to run. "Let's not talk about that.... How about we talk about.. Secrets?! Do you have one? Oh! I have a good one... But I will let you talk. What's yours!?" I said excitedly. I've imagined this scene in my head for months, but it was thrilling to know it was in action."My.. My brother didn't steal the money... I did." She said. I smiled. I hugged her, feeling the sympathy wash over me. But this had gotten to the fun part.
"Awwhh, its okay.. Want to hear mine?" I looked into her eyes. She nodded and I leaned towards her ear.
"I killed your parents." I whispered. I felt her stiffen up as I stabbed her in the back.
I watched her fall. One single tear was shed from her eyes before she fell completely limp. I ripped the knife from her back. I got up and looked at my work. It was very...very satisfying. I walked off and pulled my hood up as I left the basement and went up the stairs. I walked out the door into the dark, cold night. "Good riddance.." I whispered out. I walked into the backyard and hopped the fence. Taking off my shoes, I pranced onto the neighbors back porch and left my shoes there. I hopped off the porch onto the wet grass. The air smelled of leaves and the remains of smoke. I ran once I heard the sound of police cars. I slowed down and got into the van. I slipped on the shoes I had on and put the knife into a thin slot under my chair. I began to drive away, only to be pulled over minutes later. I heard the whole you know why I pulled you over' speech, and I had to play clueless but worried. "What happened, there had to had been something dreadful if there was six police cars and two ambulances. Don't tell me..." I got quiet and played the ' I just realized there was a murder card'. The officer nodded. "Yeah.. He struck again. Did you see anything?" I shook my head. "I have to get back to work. I had to pick up a few things. They are probably worried. They will see this on the news.." I muttered. The officer interrogated me for another few seconds before I went back to HQ.

"Good riddance.. Now I have to choose a new target. Go ahead and change back." I said. I felt a shock before we changed. The burning sensation of the scar forming back was hell, but then I knew he would give in in a few months.