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Husky Chapter 2

After School

I grab my swim bag and surf board, looking out at the starry night sky. It was a perfect night for surfing. And murdering people.

I walk outside of my house, taking a deep breath before breaching the air pocket that surrounded my house. I dove into the water, my gills jolting and activating, breathing in the water around me. I sigh, letting out the air in a flurry of bubbles.

I swim forward, manipulating the water currents to carry me faster through the tunnel that led out to an opening underneath the board walk. I coast down it, finally entering the small hidden cave under the walk way. There were vines covering the entrance, and I smile as I look around it.

I blatantly ignored the blood splatter on the walls, 'cause that would ruin the mood.

I look down at my phone, peering at the newest contact added to my phone. Almost like someone was controlling my actions, I start a text conversation with the newest contact.

So, are you doing anything tonight Ian?

Almost instantly, a message pops up in reply.

The Tequila Guy: Yeah, sorry. You?

I sigh, still smirking slightly at what I finally decided to call him. I come up with a quick lie that could easily be backed up.

Nothing much, just about to head out to do some surfing before heading to bed.

The Tequila Guy: Why would you surf at night?

I stiffen at the thought; yeah, who did surf at night?

Why, only the guy who murders people in the ocean and on the beach at night...

Why did I never think of this flaw in my alias?

I don't know. It's just something I do, I guess.

I let out a sigh at my reply, knowing that it was way too vague to not raise suspicion. Whatever, I'd deal with it tomorrow at school.

If we even have school tomorrow...

I think gleefully, remembering the lunchroom incident with the bullies. We were the last lunch hour, and I had dragged the bodies underneath the table; leaving behind no fingerprints because I control all liquids, meaning no finger-oil to even create fingerprints.

Flawless. Perfect. Worthy of a "FATALITY" from Mortal Kombat.

I hadn't been caught yet for a reason you know.

The Tequila Guy: I've got to go. See you tomorrow?

I smile down at my phone, preparing myself to enter my 'psycho bitch' mode. I happily send him a text back, dropping the phone before I could see if it had delivered.

Yeah. See you tomorrow.

I drop both my surfboard and bag by the cave entrance, walking out with water flowing around my body; my grey suit dissolving and melting into brown swim trunks.

I walk out, the night dark and only illuminated by the full moon and the bright stars above me. I look up, remembering an old myth told by my mother.

"You know Husky, if the South and North stars are both shining exceptionally bright when you look at them; it means that one of Caridwen's and Shadow's blessed are gazing up at them."

"What does 'blessed' mean mommy?"

"It means that they have their special attention and protection; they are given an advantage in the world and sometimes, even a very special type of power."