progressed, the news became cluttered with stories of gruesome
murders. A black shadow, fast as the wind and as silent as death,
had visited over one hundred homes in the city. He left no
foot-prints-Not a single speck of evidence! The only thing that
they have to work with is his famous quote which he writes in the
blood of his victim, "Never-ending Revenge!" My stomach twisted
and my heart jumped. Thump, thump, thump. That was the only sound
I could hear. Ryo planned to get his revenge by killing every
person I knew-or didn't know. Innocent people were being
hurt…..Because of me…..I couldn't take it!
I would do
anything; everything to stop his rampage. If there was
ever a time to prove myself, now was it. I swung the door open
and ran in the direction of the area that had suffered the most
losses. I had a hunch that he might be close by there.
Ryo's point of
I sipped the
beverage from my glass, watching them-my unsuspecting victims.
"Hey kid, are you old enough to be drinkin' yet?" inquired the
waiter, suspiciously. I sipped some more and glared up at him. My
eyes yelling "fuck off if you value your life!" His eyes
instantly filled with fear. Shaking it off quickly-Most likely
trying to "keep his cool"-he murmured a "What Ever, brat." under
his breath and left. I giggled a bit. Yes, I was beginning to
like my new-found popularity. I sat in the tavern's corner, in a
section where the light scurried away, allowing the cool, gray
shadows to rule over. I leaned back in the wooden chair and
averted my eyes towards a busty, blonde teenager, who looked like
it wouldn't kill her to lose some weight. She grasped the
microphone tightly, swaying back and forth whilst committing the
hideous murder of "Stupid Girls" by Pink.
The liquid I
previously had in my mouth spewed out like a miniature water
fountain once she attempted a high-note. Coughing, I angrily
thought "Who the hell gave that girl the microphone!" It was
terrible! First, she murders the song, thus disgracing the
original artist, and now she was going to cause our eardrums to
implode! Then again, I'm not much better…
Kaori's point of
A shrill shriek
echoed throughout the neibourhood. I followed the bone-chilling
sound to an old tavern where, I assumed, Ryo was. Fortunately, or
unfortunately, I was spot on. He had pushed the
microphone through to the opposite side of the nape of her neck.
She struggled for breath and slowly fell to her knees, choking on
the blood spilling over her lips. She made this terrible gargling
sound until, finally, she died. Ryo looked around to see shocked
expressions, and seemed to be shocked, at the very
least. "Oh come on, you can't tell me that no one else here
didn't want to do it!" He laughed as if it had been a harmless
April Fools' joke.
He swiftly dodged
his head to the right. The sound of shattering glass broke the
ominous silence. But, everyone remained silent. The only noise
was the glass fragments falling to the stage's floor. He
straightened up a bit and pointed his vibrant, yellow eyes in my
direction. But, they seemed to have changed. They were crueler,
colder, and cat-like.