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Chapter Seventeen

(A/N: I HAVE DECIDED THIS CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE POSTED. DEAL WITH IT. ONLY THREE CHAPTERS LEFT BY THE WAY!!!)

I stalked my prey as I saw him in the seemingly deserted alley way.

But I knew better.

I had walked by and saw him beating a woman to then rape her in the middle of the dirty alley.

He is filth and he must be cleansed from this Earth. I said to myself.

As he finished raping the woman, the red tint in my vision grew stronger. I, then, gripped the man by his shirt and pulled him off her. Still gripping his shirt tightly, I slammed him into one of the bricked walls surrounding the alley way.

He groaned in pain as I continued to bang his head on the bricks.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

Then his skull broke, releasing tons of blood from his busted up head.

I dropped him and he slumped to the floor. Dead.

The newly raped woman looked at me with wide eyes.

"T-thank y-you" she stuttered.

I rolled my eyes and unsheathed Mckillsalot, pointing it at her throat.

"You are a weak sheep and soon you will be eaten by wolves." I pointed to the corpse of the 'rape man'.
"Luckily," I continued, "I am a shepherd and can put you out of your misery."

As soon as she realized what I said she began running in the opposite direction.
Which was the end dead of the alley.

She hit wall and turned to face me, as I walked at a slow, daunting pace.

When I finally reached her she was mumbling, "Please don't kill me! I have so much to live for!"

I got up real close to her ear and spoke, "You are just what I thought, a weak little sheep who needs to be slaughtered by a shepherd."

With that I slit her throat, draining the life from her body.

I rubbed the blood off on the deceased woman shirt.

I sneered and put Mckillsalot back in the waistband of my jeans.

Pathetic. She barely even put up a fight.

I reached for my backpack to grab a snack because I was feeling a bit hungry, only to discover, I had left my pack back at the hotel room.

Well shit.

The red tint left my vision as I killed that woman, it had satisfied my need for murder.

Goddamn it. I don't think I could face Aaron yet. I mean, I freaking love that loser and I hurt him.