Short-ish Stories

Snip! Snap! Snip! The Scissors Go:

And Conrad cries out - Oh! Oh! Oh!"

-From The Tale Of Little Suck-A-Thumb

This was for a challenge on the RPG amino that I ended up winning. Sooo yea, here's the story

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CRASH!

The sound shook the small townhouse as Grey wrestled with her victim, pinning him arms to the ground. She knew she had to do it soon or he would escape. Reaching into the tangled mess she calls hair, Grey pulls out a long pair of sharp scissors. Her small smile grows into a devilish grin. This is the best part. Her smile widens as she stabs one of the blades into the man's throat and begins to cut. He begins to cough and choke on his own blood, slowly dying as she snips away. He looks at her with a pleading expression, desperately hoping she stops, but it does nothing. Grey makes one final cut and he goes limp. Dead. She grabs him by the arms and drags him towards the back door.

She finishes burying the body and exhales in relief, wiping her forehead. She always hated this part. The cleanup is soooooo annoying. You don't understand how hard it is to get bloodstains out of the carpet! Nevertheless, it must be done. Grey picks up the shovel and walks over to the garden shed to put it away when she notices a piece of paper taped to the shovel. Curious, she grabs and reads it.

"Dear Miss Grey Jiran,

It has come to my attention that you have made a name for yourself in the murder business. This has caused you to be placed on the naughty list. Unless you can find some way to atone for your crimes, you will remain there from now to the end of your life.

Yours truly,
Saint Nicolas"

"Well shit." Grey muttered, lowering the letter to her side. "This is gonna be a god-awful nuisance." If it's even possible, that is. What's she supposed to do? Give money to charity? Can't, she's almost flat broke and can barely afford the necessities. Stop killing? Now that's just ridiculous, who would do such a thing? Not her! Destroy her rival who kills at a rate about three times her own? Perfect. Maybe if she can eliminate a bigger criminal, she will be seen as nice!

Yeah no. That's not happening. Grey doesn't care enough. The only real option is to quit murder..... this will be hard..... Grey groans and flops onto the couch. She turns on the TV, hoping to see something interesting despite it being 1:49 AM. Yet, as luck would have it, there was a new story.

"Breaking News: The killer known as Simon Says has recently been spotted in the town Münster in Germany. Any sightings of him need to be reported to the police immediately." "Hm..... what a motherfukin' coinky-dink" Grey rubs her chin as her face slowly twists into a smile. This was an excellent opportunity. Maybe killing her rival wasn't such a bad idea after all....

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7:15 AM

She has a plan. An excellent plan for taking him out. But the hardest part will be finding him. Actually it won't. They met once. In jail. She had been released since there was no evidence that she did anything but he was stuck there for a while until he broke out. But she doesn't need to worry about him recognizing her. She was a different person back then. She slips on a pair of gloves, tangles some scissors into her hair, and heads downtown to face the day.

Just as she thought. There he was. At her favorite coffee shop. She likes their raw black coffee, good for helping her stay awake during hunts. This would be easier than she thought. Grey waltzes into the shop and orders her usual. Upon receiving the drink, she slides over to Simon. "Hey handsome, hows it goin'?" She murmurs to him, turning her charm all the way up. She can tell it's working, his face flushed and he starts to stammer. "I... uh... haha..." he scratches the back of his head. Wow. Just as pathetic as she remembered, how was this guy able to kill so many people? Whatever. "Aw, why so shy...?" She smirks, continuing her act. She can tell it's working. He grins and starts to sweat a bit. "Uh.... you.... you're pretty..." Grey is trying her hardest to hold back laughter. This guy is ridiculous! Step two was complete, now to set the bait. "Haha, cutie. How's about we meet later tonight? At the Tainted Spirit?" The Tainted Spirit is a well-known night club. And an excellent place for Grey to kill. With the flashing lights and numerous storage closets, it seems like it was built for a slasher flick. "Around 6:30 perhaps?" "S-SURE!" Oh. My. God. This was the funniest thing she had ever seen. "Then it's set, see you then" She stands and waltzes out of the shop, shooting him a wink and she left. Once a safe distance away, she bursted out laughing. This would be easy!

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6:30 PM

Grey waited outside the entrance club. She was wearing her typical clothes with garden gloves, nothing special. She was on a mission after all. She tapped her foot. What was this kid's deal? He was late and nothing peeves Grey off more than people being late to their death. After like ten more minutes of waiting, she finally spots him. She whistles and he runs over to her. "H-hi" he says, visibly nervous. "Hello again handsome, what took you so long?" She honestly didn't care. The sooner this was done, the better. "I-uh..." "Whatever, let's go!" She grabs him by the arm and pulls him into the club.

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7:30 PM

Grey has suffered for long enough, this kid is a terrible dancer. It was time for her to strike. Sliding over to Simon, she said "Heeeey.... I found something cool... follow me." Gullible as always, Simon followed her into a supply closet. "So, what is it?" He asked. Grey grinned and slammed the door shut. "Me" she smirked and leapt at him, pulling out two pairs of scissors. Simon jumped and ducked out of the way, grabbing the first sharp thing he spots, a poker for the fireplace on the second floor. Skidding on the tiled floor, Grey leapt forwards and attacked again. This time Simon was ready and stabbed out with the poker. He caught Grey on the shoulder and she hissed in pain. This made her angrier. She rolled under him as stabbed him in the back with the two pairs, then pulled them apart. She heard a satisfying noise as his skin popped as she pulled his back apart. Her smile returned as he screamed. "The-e-ere we are..." Reaching into the hole in his back, she knocked around his insides, breaking a few bones, until she found his heart. Her grin widened as she pulled it outside of his body. The light was slowly draining from his eyes as she held his heart, feeling it beat in her hand. Picking up the sharper of the two pairs, she severed the tendons connecting his heart to the rest of his body. He went limp and his heart stopped.

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Grey returned home, panting and grasping her shoulder. She had washed her scissors at the club and left the body there for the cops to find, not worrying about fingerprints since she had been wearing gloves the whole time. Bursting into her home and locking the door behind her, her first order of business was heading to the bathroom to fix her shoulder. Which she did. As she finished tying off the bandage, she noticed a slip of paper on the counter. Curious, she picked it up and read it."Dear Miss Grey JiranWhat you did was valiant, yet still a crime, leaving me unsure what to do. After lots of thought, I have decided to put you on the nice list this year. Next year, you will be back on the naughty list but you still deserve something for destroying the most active serial killer in the states.Your's truly,Saint Nicolas""Booyah!" Grey grinned. Next year she would have to do something better, but luckily she would get the new cosplay she wanted this year! Sighing in relief, she headed to her living room to play some Corpse Party. She needed creative ideas.