Murder In The Dark (Michael Clifford)

Prologue and Chapter One - Somebody To You

PROLOGUE 

~No Point Of View~

So, he's decided to cut off the electrics and then sneak in, kill whoever's in the way. He wants to kill, he needs to smell the blood, hear the screams, see their faces as they die by his hand.

He wants it. He needs to see the Light go out into their eyes.

But his priority is to get every soul or He will get angry. Because He needs souls. Otherwise it'll be his soul Going Down instead.

But he would've let himself be taken rather than al these innocent students, if he still felt human.

He was tortured by Him for many hours, beyond what he could stand and he was forever twisted.

He felt no emotions, no regret for killing others previously.

Then why were tears running down his cheeks?

 CHAPTER ONE

~Lucyndah's Point Of View~

I smile. 'So you swear you're going to make a move tonight?'

I hear a dramatic sigh from the other end of the phone line. 'I... I dunno, Luce, I really wanna but it's hard ya know? What if she says no?'

My turn to sigh. 'Listen, Amzi, if Lola doesn't fancy you, my right foot has 7 toes. I'm that convinced she likes you back.'

My best friend has had a HUGE thing for a girl in our drama group for the last 6 months or so. And that girl also happens to be a lesbian, like my bestie. 

That girl, Nila, told me that she was going to kiss Amzi under the mistletoe at this Christmas/New Year's party. 

'You right foot must have 7 toes then. Can I come over and nick clothing? My wardrobe's fucked. Still got mostly summer stuff in there...'

'Okay get over here in five minutes. I'm leaving the door open. I'll start running the bath.'

'Okay. Be there before ya know it!' And Amzi had hung up.

Ten minutes later, we are splashing in my jakuzzi and doing funny things with bubbles.

'SO what ya gonna wear?' Asks Amzi, smirking.

'I dunno. I need your help, Amz, I really want to get noticed by Michael.' 

Michael is amazing. He dyes his hair loads of different colours and it was pink when I last saw him. But then I'd heard from another guy at drama that he'd dyed it like "a galaxy". I can't wait to see it.

I'm also head over heels in love with him. He's sexy, knows how to dance, sing and is a great musician. I'd been in love with him for about a year and I was finally going to make a move tonight.

He's also really kind and thoughtful. Once when we were hanging out with mutual friends and it was raining. We ran to the nearest house which was Michael's and he gave me a hot chocolate (a proper one with a square of chocolate melting on the top of the foaming drink) when we got in saying "I thought you would like it." then he smiled and I melted like the chocolate.

'That guy SO notices you anyways, hun. You don't have to wear anything nice.' She puts more bubbles on my head and rubs them in.

'But wouldn't he have asked me out if he liked me?' I ask.

'Well, honey-bun, maybe he justa scared as you are. Ya thought bout that? He probably afraid of being told "no". Jus like you.' She rubs shampoo into my hair, then washes it out with the moveable shower.