Creep Show (Juuzou Suzuya)

Chapter 3

(Rei's POV)

I looked down at Abby who was still giggling, her face covered in the woman's blood. Her eyes were sparkling with life and her smile was wide, revealing white teeth. The girl's messed up hair rested in a halo around her head as she looked at me, still grinning. I glanced at the woman's desperate expression as she struggled to breath. She let out a final groan of misery before her whole body trembled and collapsed, dead. I started laughing too.

The guests then seemed to wake up and started running for their lives in every direction.

"Hohoho it looks like our little Abby started the dance with one of her well-known strategy; acting vulnerable in front of her victim before savagely murdering them~"

The crowds applauded with excitement.

"Aaahh Abby-chan you truly are amazing!!" I cheered with delight. I reversed my head and laughed along with this new scrapper who seemed very interesting.

I turned my head and noted that our guests were running away from us. I sprinted towards them, pulling out my multiple knives. One man was running slowlier than the rest of the group and I jumped on him, screaming of joy.

Abby's laughter echoed to my ears as I landed on the man's back, causing him to heavily fall on the ground. I plunged my knife in his back, again and again.

"Hang in there!" I begged him as I took out a second knife with which I messily pierced his body. "Come on hang in there! I need more goodboy points~" His screams of agony pleased me as they resonated against the arena's naked walls.

"10...20...30...40...50..." I counted out loud, stabbing him at each number I pronounced, until I felt his body become flabby under me. "Oh no... you died..." I stared blankly at the guest's back tainted with blood. I pocked his damaged skin that was showing through his ripped shirt, sad that he had given up on me so soon.

Abby finally got up and walked to join me.

"Don't worry Rei, there are still three of them left!" she said encouragingly when she had got to me.

I directed my glare towards her and smiled.

"Yeah, you're right!" I took out my knives from the dead's back, making more blood flow from the wounds, and got up.

Abby's cheeks were flushed in excitement as she admired the mess I had made. Her chest moved up and down rapidly to the beat of her heavy breathing as she moved her locks of hair from her face with her blood-stained hand. Her disarrayed appearance suited her very well. It also made her look a bit younger, but the murder lust that I read in her eyes reminded me who she was. Or more like what she was. A scrapper, just like me.

Suddenly, a piece of gleaming metal flashed before my eyes and I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. I looked down with surprise to see a knife stuck in my shoulder. The pain ran through my entire arm and a red fluid started dripping profusely, contrasting with the white of my skin. I frowned, but this pain was nothing compared to what I had felt before. I gripped the knife handle with my other hand and pulled it out with a sudden inspiration.

I shot at Abby an accusing stare, but I noticed that she still had her own knife in hand and was looking straight at the guests with a belligerent expression.

"Don't come near us!! Y-You freaks!!" shouted a female guest. She was standing beside the weapon table, her arm still extended from throwing the knife at me.

'Huh... So, Abby didn't do it,' I silently observed.

"Hey!!! What the heck's your problem!?" yelled Abby by my side to the other woman.

I turned to her in surprise. 'What? Why would she care if I got hit? Even I don't really care...'

The woman seemed upset with what Abby just said.

"What's wrong with me?!? I'm not the one killing everyone for no reason for god's sake!! And what the hell is this place anyways?! Are those all ghouls??" she said while gesticulating towards the crowd, "Are you also ghouls?! I don't want to die, I don't deserve this!!" Her voice broke as she pronounced those last words. She began to sob desperately.

"I-I wanted to have a husband an-and a family and to grow old with th-" I rolled my eyes and threw the knife that previously was in my shoulder at her. The knife held in place in the middle of her forehead and a thin trickle of blood dripped down her face before touching the ground. She fell down dead.

"She was a bother," I explained to Abby, raising my shoulders in an innocent way.

"Hm...I guess she'll never have kids," commented Abby. She smiled at me with motivation. "Shall we finish them off?"

Our eyes connected and I felt something weird in my chest. It was a bit hot, but it was different than what I usually felt when Mama tortured me. I sensed my heart pounding harder and I realised that I was smiling.

Right here, in this arena, I felt something that I had forgotten, to a point that I didn't even knew it existed anymore. My eyes widened in realisation, as I felt...happy. Staring at this girl covered in blood, while she held my gaze, also smiling, made me feel good. I could almost feel our hearts beating at the same pace, the one of a hunter.

"Of course~ Let's see who can kill them both first!"

(Third POV)

"So, Big Madam, what do you think of my Abby?" asked Mister G behind his mask while the two scrappers finished their bloody duty in the arena.

"My, I must say that she does fight very well! And moreover, the public likes how she plays with her victims, just like a cat teasing a mouse," replied Big Madam, her multiple rings and bracelets tinkling as she played with them. Her glare followed every movement Abby made and her big lips twisted in a sadistic smirk. "Say, where did you find her?"

"Oh, I simply kidnapped her when she was about seven years old," he explained.

"Seven?"She repeated, "Isn't it a bit old to start training them? Wasn't she wild and disobedient?" Big Madam inquired curiously.

"Hehehe, indeed, she was very stubborn at first, but I think I prefer them that way. You know, the more they resist, the more it's fun to see them break," Mister G admitted, "It's one of my guilty pleasures!"

Big Madam shook her head in agreement.

"Ahh, yes, I understand..."she trailed off, watching Abby ripping out the guts of the man in front of her whileJuuzou splattered the blood of his victim all around him.

Big Madam clapped herhands together in a satisfied way. "Well, Mister G, what I saw today convincedme of proceeding to the transaction; I will buy your scrapper Abby!"

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A/N: I'm sorry if Juuzou seems a bit OOC at times, I tried my best :3 Don't forget to vote and/or comment if you enjoy the story so far!<3