Unfortunate Little Sister, Broken Big Brother

Click ~Part 5~

~Back to present day~

Click, click, click, the clock inside my mind begins to click again, everything fades away. The sweet smell, the dark walls and the checkered floor disappear as quickly as they had come. My mind realises what is happening, that was only a flashback but it felt so real. My mind whirls around, then I find myself staring at a blood-drenched, lifeless corpse. I look around the room. Blood everywhere, I sigh, even on me. What an annoyance. I get up and discard my knife into my bag. I lick my lips.

She is not tasty at all. I clean myself off and go over to the mirror. I lift my hand to it and write something down. I gather my things and head out. I will show my wrath upon this world again, again and again. I push the door open and the fresh night breeze sweeps my hair off my shoulders. It whips and swirls around me. I know the world can see the good in my actions. I walk up the side path of the main street. As I fade into the shadows, the wind carries the sounds of sirens.

~A few minutes later~

'I have arrived' Agent Derek Elm speaks swiftly into the CCG radio, as he lifts the gun to the door.,

'Good, now open it slowly and be careful.' The radio went silent.

'Copy that.' He takes a big breath and opens the door slowly.

A sickening sweet smell punches him in the face as the door swings open. He brings the gun up and treads down the hallway slowly. It is pitch black up the hall, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small torch. The end of the hallway was right in front of him. The smell is much stronger now and he can also smell something dead. He peeks around the corner and feels the wall for a light. His finger brushes over a square box. He feels around it and finds a switch. As he flicks it on he can't believe his eye. Blood covers the whole room. There is a corpse by his feet. This looks like the work of Crimson Blade. She just doesn't kill without a reason. Even if she is a cold hearted killer her victims always have done something terrible. He searches the room for her trademark. He sees the mirror and walks over to it.

'This creature has killed and tortured innocent children. For this they have suffered my wrath and they deserved every bit of it.' He reads this out loud. He picks up his radio and turns it on. 'This is Elm reporting. Just as I expected it's her, it's Crimson Blade.'

He turns off his radio and looks up. 'Crimson Blade... my little sister, what happened to you? How do I save you? I know you are not the monster you believe you are.' He starts crying, painful tears roll down his face.