last resort

chapter two: the idiot encounters a killer

I settled into the place really quickly but just as I got comfortable, someone else came running into the dukes mansion sounding real proud of himself for getting there before 'that wuss serial killer.' this naturally tickets me off and I went to put him in his place. luckily for me and my action lacking life he had some friends. one of them looked like a new recruit to the group that I soon recognised as the black tongued killers. what a stupid name I know. he looked like a teen about my age with bright blue eyes. totally not the eyes of a killer I wounded if he could even kill a person. he high fever his friends who also looked like rookies, and smiled like an idiot. my patience running out I silently ran down the stairs and nailed their boss in the head with the heal of my boot. right in the nose. laughing I grabbed my gun in my left hand and my knife in my right. i thought dirtying my scythe which was strapped to my back with their scum wasn't worth it neither was dirtying my sword which was elegantly placed in its sheath worth it. in fact in my eyes they all deserved to die by someone equal to their scum. " get out of my house by the rules of the criminal minds festival this house is mine. if any of you are brave enough to oppose speak now and I will duel you for it" I yelled psychotically. still smiling I watched them all back away their leader still squished underneath my foot and I had no in tensions of letting him go anytime soon. what really kept me laughing though was the rookies were having a rock paper scissors battle on who would duel me. the rest of the group joined in to. they must have decided that they would rather go out with a fight than simply leave like cowards. I turned my back. them impatiently. after several minutes of listening to their leader warn them not to provoke me, I got tired of listening to his desperate gasps for help were getting boring so I let him go. after about another minute of me impatiently tapping my foot we h an audience of about 600 fellow criminals watching. this must have panicked e scum because they quickly pushed a rookie forward. he looked unfazed by fear. I recognised him as the first rookie I noticed when they first entered my house. I couldn't help but laugh. he declared " my name is death fang of the black tongued killers and we will not surrender. we shall make you bow and apologise for what you have done to our leader and maybe we will spare your life. so mister this is your warning. turn back now or die." this made me so mad no one stood a chance at survival. I would kill them all. filled with the rage of e burning son I turned to face him. I was shaking with anger now. the crowd laughed at the boy. he still looked unfazed. " IDIOT" i yelled. he jumped back shocked to hear a woman's voice. I ripped the cloak that hid my face off my shoulders, letting my waist length black and blood red hair flow freely. I loaded my gun and took aim at his head. he stood there blushing like mad. I fired the gun at his foot. then his leg purposely missing. he stood there. fazed. I sent another warning shot before I shot him right next to his heart.