Two dark figures walked towards the body, the larger one smiled wickedly as he kneeled and touched the now pooling blood. A jagged blade had pierced the target's throat, causing the wound to bleed continuously. He took his last breath, struggling to remember his friends and how they helped him. It was too late now... he laid on the cold floor, his blood seeped through the slayer's clothing, dying from blood loss.
Two down, four more to go.
Seizing the blade, the ominous murderer sauntered away proudly to target his next victims, his assistant snickering behind him whilst twirling his knife.
A/N I've done this fanfic for something online but I thought that I should share it on WattPad. In addition, the characters in this story are real but I changed their name.
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