FIRST GLANCE
The hilt of the knife left a cold burning sensation against the palm of my hand, the fear and desperation shining in her eyes reflecting of the clean razor sharp blade.”Damien please ill pretend I didn’t see anything I swear I won’t tell a soul!, “she cried .I slowly staggered towards her ,her fear and cries of plea only fueling what was to come. As I towered over I could hear her pathetic sobs and pitiable tears run down her face, this weak useless thing the only thing in my way of getting off scot free, and nothing, absolutely nothing is going to get in my way. “Dami----“Before she could finish a swift gash had been slashed to her neck, she collapsed unto her knees, the side of her head striking against the basement floor leaving and echo of the thud ringing throughout the room , her neck as if a fountain spraying blood forming a small puddle underneath her. I bent down and wiped my blade against her blouse. As I walked away I gently chuckled to myself because with her being dead she may as well tell as many souls as she desires, since as of now not even those dead souls could get in my way.
I strolled towards my classroom already able to hear the irritating chimes of my classmates; I opened the broad blue door and walked in, friendly smile and welcoming eyes already plastered on my face. Gradually students that considered us as peers approached me, each and every single one of them sickened me, in their own revolting way.”So Damien how was your lunch time man, “exclaimed Nate happily. With a smile I replied, “it was okay bro what about you”. Not a single part of me cared for any of these simple foolish conversations, but keeping up my friendly performance was the only way to lure them in to dispose of them when I intend to. At first glance I was just another school student, good grades, good athleticism and decent looking if I would say so myself, but really I am above all that. I am the one that rids the school of its nuisances, anyone that tries disrespect me, or that I find a threat will be swiftly disposed of, just like those idiots in the basement.
At 5 minutes past 2 classes had begun and people had started to notice the disappearance of Jessica and Max, usually I would be on edge due to this little inconvenience, however Max who just happened to be the school captain was the only one who had possession of the basement key, and dear Max was now a pitiful corpse in the corner of a room with all his precious keys safely strapped around my waist. I stared through the window contemplating what techniques I would use to dispose of the bodies, in the last town I had been in the adoption home had a ironworks a few blocks down so it was quite easy to sneak in at closing time and dump a body into 1510 degrees Celsius of melted iron, but in this case that option was not available and I would have to find another means to do so. While thoroughly analyzing my situation Mr.Powalsk called upon my name “so Damien do you really think it’s a good idea to daydream while I’m explaining this “he points to the board where he has written a chemical formula. Immediately I now know how to dispose of them.
Classes had finished 9 hours ago, and I here I was walking though the hallways my bag was full of all the equipment I would need, including the drain cleaner which was a substitute for the Hydrochloric acid Mr.Powalsk had mentioned. Who would’ve thought I would learn something useful in this retched school. I entered the room to access the basement and calmly walked down; the door to the basement was left unlocked, my hand had instantly flown to my knife as I inched towards the door. My knife posed in front of me ready to kill whoever I needed to, as I entered I could see a man’s dark silhouette staring at the two bodies, the man seemed to be shaking in shock entranced by what he was looking at, not noticing my presence. Slowly a wide smile crept upon my face; those killed by surprise always have the same expression their eyes say it all once the shock of the first stab diffuses, and right now I couldn’t wait to see it again. I took a step closer and closer, each step I took the excitement and anticipation in me rose. When I was directly behind him I tapped his shoulder. As soon as he turned around my knife had been impaled in his lower abdomen, I looked at his face the expression of shock and fear filled me with happiness, his eyes betrayed all his emotions, I twisted and pulled the knife out and pushed it back in and out and in once more, as if a scissors through paper the knife sliced straight through”ahhhh! He screamed each one of his pathetic shrieks and gasps giving me a high so strong I felt like I was on ecstasy. When I was finished with my brand new toy I let his body crumple to the floor, my throat hurt and stung a little and that was when I had noticed I had been laughing this whole time. I kicked his body aside and pulled out the saw and hammer I would use to rid them of their teeth and fingers
At first glance when you saw me you didn’t see the real me, but only the version I wanted you to see.
