Chapter: Prologue

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Human Beings. You know, sometimes I wonder what it would be like without us. Lonely? Or perhaps peaceful? These are answers I'll possibly never get, because we exist. Now I know what you're thinking, and yes, I can hate my own species, despise it actually. And it's not because they hurt me, in fact quite the opposite.

They hurt themselves, wasting their own living lives by killing each other one by one, till there is nothing left. Now as you can see our present generation are birthing like rabbits, meaning more people being brought into this rancid world. Now I myself must admit, I do partake in these certain 'killing sprees', but only on those who just won't make it in life, and are just wasting all of our time, energy and not to mention our precious oxygen. So why not give them the easy way out by placing them in their death beds earlier, so that our three prime resources aren't going to waste? Genius right? But back to hating the human race.

There are certain 'cliche's' that everyone belong to, but there is always that one person who just overdoes their role a bit too much. Like you have the certain assholes who ego's are just so intoxicating, or that one smartass who has an 'intelligent' remark for everything. And you have the sluts who are only any good for opening their legs, and the teenage parents who has approximately 3 children for the least at the common age of 16,and knows jackshit about raising a little kid. Then you have your prim and perfect bitches, those depressed with life, and think that suicide is a damn joke. And finally, those over dramatic attention seekers, who act way too innocent to be normal to my eyes.

All those people listed have a single thing in common, which is that they have a 5 out of 100 percent amount of purpose on earth, and just needs to be put out of their misery. And that is why I come in.

Now in order to do this right, you have to lure your victim into your trap, or else you'll be like a deer caught in headlights. And I don't think that you would like to live your human years in prison, would you?

And of course, I have an image to keep, the mysterious leather clad female. And that is who I am, and people in general are just stupid enough to fall prey because of my status. I can see some of you are calling me something like an evil good for nothing bastard, but you know those people I just listed? You know in your own sick, twisted thoughts that they should die, at least two of these groups. So why not let me help you, in fact, teach you.

Now I know what you're thinking, why would I teach peasants like you to kill your own people? Well, it's a pretty simple reason actually, but what good would this story be if I just.....told you? Lame, and real easy to figure out, right? Well let me clarify something, and tell you that I am none of those things, and you will come to see that the further you read my story. My name, age and identity is certainly none of your business, but of course it will be in the open soon enough anyway.

So before I sign off, let me remind you of three thoughts that keep me going, and to get the job done. Kill, Dispose, Don't Get Caught. You will soon learn the ways of a serial killer, but for now, this is the end of this lesson.

                                                    Sarahxx

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