Part 9

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Will Solace

"What do you think of murderers?" I ask, uncertain of what he's going to say.

"What do you want me to say? They kill people, but they might actually be quite funny people." Nico replies, making me feel easier about telling.

I decided that I'm going to tell Nico about the murder organisation, I've got permission off Poison so I might as well get
out of the way now.

"U-um I have something to tell you!" I say as the bell signals for home.

"Can you you tell me tomorrow, I've got to run somewhere!" Nico says as he rushes out of the gates.

Nico Di Angelo

I run out of the gates, I can't let him tell me now, I've got to meet Matt and Will early, and I have to rush and get my mask before Will sees me. What a pain in the ass.

"Where's the job?" I ask Matt as I meet him at the truck.

"About twenty minutes away." He says as we get in the van, Will following shortly after.

"I tried telling Nico today but he ran off before I could tell him! So frustrating!" Will sighs as he fastens his seat belt. "Who are we killing today?" I ask, curious of who we're killing.

"Someone's parents, though the kids just pissed at them, that doesn't matter though right?" Matt asks, knowing the details of the target. "Doesn't really matter, we can kill nearly everybody right?" I ask, a smile playing at my lips.          "I'm just wondering, but will this person put up a fight like last time, or will they be asleep?" Will asks, sounding worried, "we're not sure, the mums got a meeting before she comes home, the dad is just some ass staying at her place, we'll have to ask the client which, or both, parents we're killing."  Matt states seriously.

We soon arrive at the home, it's big, enough to fit twenty family members in at least.

"What sort of jobs do these parents have." I whisper to Will, who just shakes his head.

"Anyway, let's head in, it's just the dad we have to kill so don't worry about waiting around."

Will Solace

We head inside the house, the door unlocked, most likely waiting for the mum to come home. Death and Poison both have creepy smirks spread across their faces, and before I know it, I have my own creepy smile that I can't control.

It's almost like when I kill someone, I feel more powerful.

"You're back already, I thought you had a meeting!" The dad shouts down the stairs. He has a round stomach and a long grey beard. Although he lives in this house, he wears scruffy clothes as if he was living in the streets.

"Shit! He actually rung them! Damn Jason!" He screams down the stairs as he lunges himself at Death.

Nico Di Angelo

The man launches himself at me before I can prepare for it, he claws at my mask and squashes me to the floor. I'm really skinny so it's hard to stand up again.

My mask rips in half as I kick the guy off me.

I kick his stomach hard, really hard. He lurches over and spills his dinner on the floor. I have no sympathy. He ruined my mask. My precious mask.

The shadows obey my wish, at this point, I don't care if Matt sees, nor if Will sees.

Shadows wrap around my arm, creating once again my beloved sword that only I can break, in my other hand, the shadows swirl around, creating an endless pit which I use to push him against the wall with a sickening crunch. He lets out a scream in pain and anger as he rips off the rest of my mask.

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The shadows surround my body as my sword scrapes against his skin, once again he screams and cries in agony, yet I don't care. He opens his mouth as he screams while my shadows enter his body, making him implode. His blood and organs splatter across the room. The shadows dance around them until a hand rests on my shoulder.

"Stop now Death. That's enough." Matt says as I look back, the room, once white, now painted in red, his blood splattered across Matt, me and Will.

"How did you do that?" Will asks me, he's smiling a sickening smile.

He places his hand on my head as I turn around to face him.

My mask, on the floor, my beautiful creation ruined by a monster.

"N-Nico?"

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