Bloody Magic Bxb

Death of a mad man

^^^^^pic of Sam^^^^^^

Third person P.O.V.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?"

The young male victim shreked.
A deep chuckle filled the silence afterwards.
barely heard above the heavy rain that came down on both of them.

"S-stay A-AWAY FRom M-m-me!"

The victim studders out in pure fear, but it's useless the predator feels no remorse for its sniffling fearful pray.

The victim walks backwards quickly, tripping over there own feet and falling to the ground. Crawling backwards in desperation to escape but only to have that hope ripped away when he feels a wall pressed against his back.

He cowars and cries out to he's God to save him.
Eyes glued to the knife the monster in front of him welds.

The predator closes in on it's prey with a sinister smile spreading across he's face.

"I'm sorry about this.... But you see.."

He pauses

"A man got to eat. "

With those final words he lunges at his prey stabbing him repeatedly in the stomach as the victim screams turn into gurgling when blood pours out from his mouth.

Pulling out he's blood soaked knife for the last time he straightens up and simply walks away letting the rain wash away the bloody evidence.

***

Sam's prov:

"Bye mom I'm going to work now! "

I quickly shut the door before she could make me late again...

"Ugh I need a car..... it really sucks when you live six miles from your work, but in a small town like this you don't have a lot of choices... I'll have to deal with it..for now.. "

walking in the dark for so long by myself is when I usually over think. Tonight doesn't seem like it's gonna be an exception...

I live in this really religious town with small minded people, and everyone follows what the bible says strictly....
You can guess how that's going.

Sighing I stare down at the puddles at my feet, getting caught up in the way the water changes color from murky blue to red as my feet touch it and my magic sparks into it.

My mother tells me I need to learn control better because the town will burn me for Witch craft... that would suck. (No shit :^)

I learned I was a witch at the age of 12 and that was four years ago.

My parents have been teaching me everything they know ever since then. They worry because my power is stronger and more unstable then they can deal with, so it's been difficult.

A cold breeze blows throw me and my whole body shudders. There's been this creep going through the country and killing people recently which freaks me out because it's dark and I'm not a very brave boy.

Sighing to myself again I shake off the uneasy feeling in my head. Taking out my phone I put in my headphones, scrolling through my playlist until I reach a decent song which is sad song by we the kings.

Humming along I began jogging to the dinner where I work. The dinners called Big Mamma's, but every one just says Big M's for short.
About half an hour later I see the glare from the bright dinner sign ahead of me.

Thank Goddess I made it on time. Last time I was late Judy almost cut my pay.

Judy is the manager and the most pettiest bitch I've ever met. She's the whole package in this town. She go's to church, weres those outrageous dresses, and a lot of strong perfume. Trust me she makes sure you smell her before you see her. She might go to church and play her part well, but don't let that fool you. She's slept with with more people then I have fingers to count.

Chuckling to myself I push open the dinner door and I am put almost instantly put to work preparing for the breakfast rush.

Yay me.

*** That's what I think Sam looks like