Our Bloody Girls (Sequel to The Killer's Girl)

Chapter 3- A Warning

Jeff's P.O.V.

I sat on my front lawn, Jazz in my lap. She and I were just looking around at everything, I was showing her what things were. She was very curious. But then again, she was only four.

"What's that?" she asked, pointing to a bird. "A goose. They're pretty annoying. Just ignore them." She slowly nodded. "And what's that?" She pointed to a small rodent. "A squirrel." She got up and began to chase the squirrel, and I laid back. For a minute, I began to doze off.

I woke when I heard a scream. Standing up, I heard a snarl. There was a lot of hissing and screaming. Quickly, I began to run where the screams were coming from.

"Jazz...? Jazz?" There was another scream. "JAZZ!!!" I screamed. I smelled a familiar stench of blood, as well as the stench of body odor. It smelled like something that had never had a bath or was often dirty. As I ran on, I noticed claw marks. It was then I knew what was hunting down my daughter. I ran faster, if that was even possible.

Blood was splattered everywhere. I prayed for it not to be the blood of my daughter. "Jazz! Jazz!" I needed her to be alright. "JAZZ!!!" There was no response.

Finally, I found the monster. The Rake Dead animals were everywhere. My daughter was pressed up against a tree. How she outran the Rake I'll never know.

"Get away from her." I hissed. The Rake turned around and saw me. When it did, it's disgusting mouth slowly turned into a smile. A pleased, sickening smile.

It ran at me, claws spread out. I grabbed my knife and prepared for the worst. All it did was lift me by my shirt and put me on a branch. "What...?" I was confused. In a low, raspy voice, The Rake told me, "I was told to make you suffer. Killing you wouldn't be enough. You'd just come back. This way, you'll feel real pain. You know what it is to cry. When your first child was lost, you weren't attached enough to cry. Now... You will know suffering." He turned towards Jazz, who was screaming Daddy, Daddy, over and over again.

The Rake lifted her by her shirt and stuck her right in front of her. "See her Jeff? This is the last time she'll be in one piece." The Rake grinned as he began to draw blood on her arm. I watched as it trickled down her arm. Her screams sounded throughout the entire place, but I doubted anyone would hear her. The Rake's grin grew as my eyes began to sting. Tears dripped down my cheeks. "Please... Please don't hurt her..." I pleaded. I was stuck, and if I fell, I'd break my leg. If I broke my leg, it would be harder to save her.

I cried as he lapped up the blood. "LEAVE HER ALONE, DAMMIT!!!" I screamed as he licked her blood.

He raised his claw, and I turned my head. I couldn't watch. It hurt to much. I felt blood splatter on my shirt and I cried even harder. This couldn't be happening. Maybe it was all an awful dream. Maybe I'd wake up.

Slowly, I turned my head. I had to look eventually. My mouth dropped as I saw Zalgo holding Jazz. He didn't look like a demon, though, rather a regular man. I knew it had to be him because he had those unmistakable red eyes. The Rake was laying, dead, a few feet away. There was a giant hole in his stomach.

"... Zalgo?" He looked at me. "I knew what the Rake was planning. I can see into the mind of almost all my subjects. I got here in time to stop him. He'll wake up eventually, but I'll kill him again if he does."

We both were silent for a minute. "Why do you look like a man? I've seen you have two different appearances. One as a horrifying demon, the other as a hellish man. You look almost completely human, except for those eyes." He let out a low chuckle. "I have three forms. Jazz began to cry when she saw me as a demon, so I became a man. I didn't want her to cry." He placed her on the floor and helped me out of the tree.

"So... Is that all?" I asked. "No. That isn't all. I actually have a warning for you and your wife. History is to repeat itself for your daughter, and I just thought you should know. I can't tell you how, as that would allow you to stop it, and I can't let that happen. Everything must take it's course. I just wanted to warn you and your little one." He turned around and began to walk away, but stopped. "Oh and, one more thing. Don't tell Iris. It's bad enough that I told you." With that, he walked off.

I picked up Jazz and looked at her for a long time. "... History repeat itself? What does he mean?" Would she be kidnapped by a killer? Would she get a little brother that had mental issues? Would she have twin daughters? What did it mean?