Survive My OCs

Vicious:2.2

Hunter's POV
Luckily, (y/n) wasn't anywhere near the classroom I killed (Y/T/N) in. I wouldn't really know how to act except to knock her out unconscious. Even though she has a demon mark, she still a human.

A demon without a body. Sounds similar like a person I know.
Blacky has his own body but he has no soul. Same goes to DD... I stared down at the bloody mess I made.

"Died so easily, yet, I'm amused of how they can't endure much pain." I said as I disintegrated the body. No trace of evidence at all.

"Yo! Vicious! Did you find the presence of the demon yet?"

"Yeah but she's weak, though she'll get stronger by the time she starts to kill everyone." I said without looking at who it was, for I already know.

Your POV

You had a suffocating aura around you. Full of hatred, destruction, this was a new feeling that began to form. Your (E/C) now turning bright crimson, was full of blood-lust.

You were outside of the school by this point. Only away from your house by 9 blocks. You took a short cut by walking through a park. There was a rustling in the bushes. Stopping for a moment, you just suspected that it was a dumb old squirrel (Sorry for hurting your feelings out there, squirrel lovers).

Though you were terribly wrong. As you looked back at the bushes, there stood a man in black and a mask. He was pointing a gun at you.

God this god damn person can't even hide well. How the hell would the police not find him.

You, being in the mood to kill, didn't hesitate to kill the man. Your hand through his chest, blood splattering everywhere, and the sweet sound a person makes in the process of dying.

"Guess you'll learn this lesson in the after life, moron..." You whispered in his ears as you pulled out your hands from his chest.