Austin Whomped and More

Blüdhaven Murderer

Dark shit ahead.

NO CHARACTER POV:

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH LORD, PLEASE! PLEASE! HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" Stephanie Bullockhogg shrieked and screamed as the psychopath cornered her into an alley, his mouth stretched into an abnormal grin that show cased perfect pearls of teeth.

"Now, now Stephie," Braden Bradwin purred her name out, "I thought we were having fun! The date was going oh so perfectly! I took you to the best and most expensive restaurant in Blüdhaven! I even gave you jewelry! It's your turn to give me something now, and I think maybe a lung or a kidney would do! Or maybe your liver? It's been a while since I took a liver, right Scotty?"

Stephanie's glistening eyes frantically darted around the alley to find this 'Scotty' person, terrified out of her mind that 2 psychopaths would cut open her body and rummage through it to get her organs, but she found no one. The psycho was talking to himself.

"I'm so stupid! I'm such an idiot! How could have I not known!? He's the Red Snatcher! How could I have not known! Why!? Why would this happen to me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! No, no, no, no, NO!" Stephanie hysterically thought. Her mind getting all jumbled up, her heart pounding in her chest as if it could break through the rib cage and run away.

"Oh, Stephie," Braden pouted, "Why are you crying? Don't you want to make me happy? I somehow doubt that these are tears of joy. You ruined your makeup and now you look all ugly. It's disgusting! But don't worry, baby. I'll make sure to give you a striking red colored look! Red is my favorite color and I bet you'd look so delectable with your own blood on your face!"

Stephanie desperately shook her head, "No- please! Please, leave me alone! Please...please!"

She started sobbing loudly as she tried to push herself further into the wall that quickly became a sadistic reminder that she has no where to go.

Braden cringed, "That's the ugliest crying I've ever heard! Ugh! I have half a mind to cut off your vocal chords! You're so annoying!"

Stephanie put a hand on her mouth, trying to muffle down the anguished noises that want to find a way out of her soon to be culled body.

"Good girl," Braden praised, "That's way more better! I like to have a quiet environment while I work. It keeps Scotty calm in my head. Don't want him to tear your body apart and destroy those beautiful organs, now do we?"

Stephanie let out a fear filled, pitiful whimper to which Braden misinterpreted in his own twisted mind as, "Oh don't worry Steph! If you stay quiet Scotty won't get angry! In fact, if you cooperate with me I'll only let you feel the first 15 minutes while I cut open your body, how about that?"

Stephanie thought that she might vomit. She fiercely struggled to hold down the sobs and pleas and screams that painfully wanted to hurl their way into the alley.

Braden approached her, a mad, crazy, insane glint in his jade colored eyes; a shiny, pointy knife made itself known as he pulled it out of his costly tuxedo along with a body case and and a hammer that he picked up from inside the seemingly empty storage box that lay in the alley.

"He planned this from the beginning! No. No. No! Please, lord please! Help! Someone help! Please!"

But a prey knows when it's all over for them.

And it was all over for her.

The acutely dressed man with the crazed look on his face will end it all.

And despite all her efforts, she wasn't able to stop that pained scream that erupted from her throat as the knife met its first destination.

No one would care to help her.

Blüdhaven citizens know better than to approach an alley where screams were being heard.

There was always Nightwing, Blüdhaven's guardian, that could come.

But a prey knows when it's all over for them.

THE END!