Hey guys, a very popular thing recently is creeptures, so this is my contribution to that with Stalker/Killer!Kevin with a little implied onesided ImmortalAnex. Hope you enjoy it! <3
Warnings: Blood, implied insanity.
Red, beautiful flowing crimson red. He loved the color, watching as it flowed from his victims, loved how it decorated their skin. He now sat transfixed as he watched the beloved color pour from his latest target, a young woman no older than 20. He reached for her limp body, running his fingers through the beautiful substance. His hand came back to his eyes as he studied the hypnotising liquid now adorning his fingers.
Kevin reached forward and smeared it across her cheek, deciding she definitely looked much better with it there. He gathered more up and began decorating her face with it, just as he had done with his previous victims.
He leaned back after a couple of minutes, admiring his handy work. The blood he had painted on her face looked almost tribal in its designs and he couldn't be happer with it. He stood and walked to the sink he had installed in his underground basement for this reason. He smiled as he turned the sink on, then watched as the left over blood flowed down the drain, still beautiful even with the dilution of the water.
Once he was finished washing himself and his tools up, he looked back at the corpse behind him for a moment, considering what to do with it. Eventually he went to the nearby cabinet and took a large trash bag as well as a weight out.
He walked back to her body and started stuffing her into the bag, putting the weight in as well before tying the end up. He carried it upstairs and through his house, stopping at his backdoor briefly to open it. He stopped for a moment as he looked around, his lips forming into a peaceful smile as he took in the nature all around.
He continued walking through the forest that made up his backyard after a quick check to make sure no one was nearby, it wouldn't do to have someone see him after all. Once he made it to the nearby lake he did another check before throwing the bag of what was now trash to him into it.
Once that problem was taken care of he walked back to his house, this time paying more attention to the beautiful scenery around him. Birds chirped, insects sang, leaves rustled in the light autumn breeze overhead.
He smiled as he became lost in thought, thinking again of that gorgeous color he loved so much, comparing it to his love of a certain brown haired, tattoo'd friend of his. He wouldn't kill for no reason after all, the thought had disturbed him even until a couple of short months ago when the man of his desires had met Her, the first obstacle in his path to his best friends heart.
