His red scarf [Feitan X Reader]

Chapter twenty two

The day was humid and sticky and being jostled about through the overcrowded markets was not helping. The air was filled with the shouts of stall holders lying through their teeth about having the best prices and treasures that you couldn't find anywhere else. It stank. The lack of breeze left the atmosphere wreaking of deep-fried food, sweat and death. The latter being your doing.

Busy markets were the ideal place for you to work. The people were so caught up in their day to day lives that they barely noticed when you were forcefully knocked into them by the tides of people. Leaving a wake of dead bodies in your path, a wave of satisfaction ran through you. "It feels good to get back to doing what I do best" you absentmindedly thought as your hand grazed the exposed arm of a middle aged man, who shortly after, keeled over and died.

After spending hours roaming the streets of York New, you found yourself getting more and more distracted. Thinking back to the times where this is what you did all day, you honestly questioned your sanity. It was boring without a certain short-ass, grumpy-ass, (sexy-ass) man walking besides you.

Giving in to the restlessness, you began to hunt down a target who you could play with before killing. Making your way through the streets towards the more secluded part of town, your gaze hovers over a sweaty looking man, perhaps in his 50s, wearing stained jeans and a black t-shirt that was struggling to support the strain against his bulging beer belly. Yup, this guy has gotta go, he definitely touches kids...

Hoisting your top up to make your boobs look bigger, you saunter over to him and latch onto his arm, pushing your body up to his. He looked down at you, then at your body and a wicked smile crept over his face.

"hey cutie, why don't we go find somewhere more private and have a little fun" he sneered and the stench of alcohol on his tongue ingulfed your senses.

Restraining yourself from killing him right there and then, you giggle and pull his arm into a darkened ally. He chuckled and followed you, his eyes clouded with malice and lust. With one sudden movement, you dipped behind him and kicked out the back of his knees, making him buckle. Shoving fabric in his mouth you prevented him shouting then proceeding to bind his hands behind his back, all in the blink of an eye.

As he knelt there shocked, you lifted your leg and kicked him in the shoulder, sending him flying back against a wall. He stared back at you and tried to scream, but the sound was  muffled by the gag. You began to laugh wickedly as you sauntered up to him once more, this time with a real look of lustfulness in your [E/C] orbs. You crouched down beside him.

"you know the one thing I cannot stand? Ugly people. And you, I'm afraid, are the ugliest cunt I've seen in a while" you snickered, forcefully grabbing his face so that he looked at you. Using your nen ability, you began to break bones. Starting with the smallest ones in the toes, focusing your energy to fracture, break and shatter every single one.

He began to yell and writhe next to you, his eyes that daren't look away from your own radiated absolute agony as his feet were obliterated at a single touch. Slowly creeping your way up his leg, causing spiral fractures in his shins, the howls he omitted forced a malicious smile to appear on your features.

You started to break his fingers, bending them backwards at an agonising pace so that he could feel every tendon snap. His eyes were full of desperation and pain as his body was overcome with merciless torture.

Your laughing suddenly stopped when the squirming body next to you slumped down after forcing itself into a state of unconsciousness as a desperate attempt at defence.

"tch" you said, throwing his head away with such power, you could hear the snap of his neck breaking before blood started oozing out of his nose.

"boringggg..."

Sighing, you stood up and slumped over onto the opposite wall. Why did they never last that long? It had been a while since you were faced with a real challenge and it was getting agonisingly dull. Lost in your thoughts, you failed to realise that you were being watched the entire time.

Suddenly, a gigantic wave of bloodlust filled the alleyway, so stifling that your breath hitched in your throat. Within a second you had sprung to your feet and threw a throwing start into the darkness of the passageway.