Origins of killers

The kill and joining up

Detc's provision

I made it, that monster's house. So close but his car isn't here, now I play the waiting game.

Sally's provision

I found him, in a yard of angels, not just any yard of angels, my yard of angels. He was there at my gate( if you don't know about this then go back and read)I inched closer so I can here what he has to say. "It was fun when it lasted Sally. I could've let you live but you would've told on me, I couldn't have that. Then Detc saw me, from the way it looked he just arrived, he didn't see the fun I had with you but he could've told so I chased him down and killed him with the same knife that I used to kill you, you little b*tch"(dam this is dark D:) I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He wasn't sorry, he was gloating. He was a monster, and he was my uncle. My plans went out the window at that point, and I went in with my ice pick. He didn't see me, how could he, I was fast for my age. I plunge that pick in to his leg, he fell in shock, and I took that pick and stabbed him repeatedly until he didn't move, then I saw my brother.

Detc's provison

I was bored with waiting and figured he must have been feeling guilty, after I'm done with him he'll be felling dead, I chucked at my little joke, when I made to the grave yard I saw my sister, sweet innocent little Sally kill uncle. I stared at that sene for a bit until she looked up at me. "Detc" she called out. I was speech less, she ran at me full speed for a hug, dam she might as well knocked me out because of the force of that tackle I could have died."Sally" I hugged my little sister and she hugged back.

Sally's provision

He was alive! I couldn't believe it. "brother" I said on the brink of tears. "Sally I saw you take a knife through your chest" he was always did try to be funny. I couldn't take it any more, tears poured down my cheeks. After that he said that he would know where to look when he wanted to visit, I said that he could stay with me and that we'll stay in the house. He had to satisfy a urge and he didn't want me to be near him when that urge came on then he left, and I went home, to find someone moved in. I killed them and used their blood to write words on the walls, I felt my self loosing my mind then he came, a man with no face.