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**Deceit's POV**
Fear, pain, shock, those emotions give me such a thrill. Seeing the life fade away as one emotion stayed in their eyes. That is a moment that lasts forever.
I have been called the Viper, because I strike without warning and I have not been caught. Some media think that I eat my victims because I only leave certain pieces. I dont, I just keep my favorite parts. If I forget to get food, I feed my snakes with my victims.
So, I drove down my hunting ground to find a new victim. This one was easy, alone on the dark road and wearing a lot of green.
"Need some help, stranger?" I asked as I pulled up.
"Thank you! I thought I would have to wait until morning for some help!"
The man practically jumped into the seat next to me. I noticed that he was wearing his green button up a little low cut to show off his chest. I guess just to have a higher chance of getting picked up.
"Where would you like me to drop you off?" I leaned over when I asked him.
I made it look like I was flirting but I was shifting my knife into a better location.
"Just to the end of the road, I can call my friends to pick me up. There should be some cell service."
**Remus's POV**
The driver was actually really sexy, and a scar on his face made him look like a bad boy. I might keep his body for a few extra days after I kill him.
The thrill of the hunt and the rush of the kill. I like keeping my victims a little after death. It gives me time to get rid of any evidence, also dead bodies can't complain about cuddles.
When he leaned forward, I could smell him and there was a nice copper scent to him. Reminds me of blood. Be such a shame to kill him.
When he stopped the car, I slipped my knife out of my sleeve. I unbuckled to get out and then turned to stab him. To my surprise, my blade hit metal. He had a knife and he was about to kill me.
"Well, this is awkward." He said as he pushed the knife towards me.
"What are the chances of two serial killers in one car. They call me Incubus, what do the victims call you?" I told him as I pushed the blades down.
"Viper."
"Is it because your scar looks like snake scales?"
He jerked back at my comment.
"No, no one lives after seeing me. I got this from a victim fighting back. Knocked over some acid that was going to use."
I leaned closer to him and put my hand on his chest. He was colder than most people but not too cold. I like it.
"I like how you destroy evidence, maybe we can work together."
"Let's bring hell to this earth." He kissed me at his last word.
