Chapter Text
Blood, sweet sweet cold metallic blood. The thick cool liquid ran down the knife I held, and onto the dull concrete. No one said killing was going to be easy and non-messy, but hell it was surely going to be a pain to get the blood out of my clothes hell it paint the walls, the ground, even the dumpster 50 feet away. I mean I knew I was crazy but I didn't think I would be this crazy to make it like a massacre happened but oh well.
Pulling out my phone I made a quick call. "Come on Protos fucking answer you slow dingbat." the phone kept ringing until finally he answered. "Sorry I was busy dealing with the guys down at 3rd Street." He answered quickly and out of breath. "Well as long as your okay then I don't care, But either way I need you to come down where I am and deal with the body." I responded back to him while throwing my gloves in a nearby sewer drain. "Why can't you just do it yourself?" I groaned in annoyance. "Because I made it look like I killed a lot of people and you were always better at cleaning up a crime scene than me." I heard him grumble about something in annoyance. "Ugh fine but you're taking the blame if I'm late to the meeting today, You know how mad Talon gets when anyone of us is late." "Yea yea I was already planning on taking the blame either way, Anyways I gotta go the address is 4th lake River Street byeeeeeeee." I hung up and threw the phone back in my pouch, heading back to the rusty old we called home.
What was the meaning even about again? Oh yeah it was about how the cult was going, hehehe we have so many people now it excites me too much. They treat us like Kings and Queens, Like Royalty, Like Gods. The happiness makes me skip along the sidewalk, I almost didn't realize with the blood on me I looked like a maniac killer.
But of course that had to be ruined by stupid Talon staring at me like a disappointed father. UGHHHHHH this meeting is going to be absolute hell. "Hey Talon." I sarcastically greeted him. "Don't give me that shit Candy." Oh he was mad mad eesh this won't be good.
"What shit Talon I'm just greeting you geez." He grabs the collar of my shirt. "Where the hell have you been, you were supposed to be back two hours ago!" I pushed him back, brushing off my shirt. "Well in case you couldn't tell." Pointing out the obvious blood stains on me. "I was dealing with that annoying prick that was bothering you for like a couple of weeks." He rubbed his temple with a groan of annoyance mixed with tiredness.
"I appreciate it Candy but next time tell me when you pull that crap again, Otherwise I won't hesitate to send Nightlight to come get your ass." That sentence made me frown. "Can you stop treating me like a child I'm 21, You don't need to look out for me." He glares at me. "Well maybe I wouldn't have to treat you like a child if you didn't stop pulling off risking crap that's gonna get'cha killed one day, And you know wha-" He paused looking at me then soften his features. "Just get inside and get cleaned up, You look like you committed a massacre." "Pfft I wish I did." I say kicking up the dirt underneath my feet.
"Ugh just get inside you're starting to smell like a corpse." I gasped dramatically. "OH I know your not talking about smelling like a corpse, Almost every day you smell like a rotting corpse!" A laugh comes from the front door opening. "She's right you do smell like a rotting corpse most of the time, If anything it's you who needs a bath then little miss crazed shark over here!" Nightlight said while coming out. "Hey! You take that back, Besides don't do sharks dirty like that their not crazy like you Bitchlight" Talon snickered at the name. "Alright that's enough Candy get your butt inside and get clean." Talon said. "Fine" I walked past Nightlight. "Goodnight Bitchlight." He sneered down at me "Good night little miss Candy Corn."
Talon was right, I am a heaping mess and these stains are never gonna come out. Man this was my favorite shirt as well. I threw the shirt somewhere on the bathroom floor as I turned on the shower immediately turning it hot while taking off the rest of my clothes. As soon as the water hit my body every tense muscle and bone relaxed, oh how I love taking hot showers.
Scrubbing off the blood was easy since it didn't dry up much though it did stain the bathtub again. Steam rolled off my body as I finished up cleaning myself and wrapped a towel around me. Buzzing of a bee could be heard from the bent, hmph must be a fly whatever. It was a bee that flew out and flew around the light bulb, I began to brush my teeth my mind wandering to my pet sharks making me close my eyes. My thoughts began to drown out the noises around me, including the bee. The bee flew dangerously close to my mouth as I was still lost in thought.
Though with my eyes closed sleepiness etched through my body so I naturally yawn and the bee flew right down my throat sting my trachea causing me to choke out in pain. I dropped my toothbrush punching my throat while coughing violently trying to get the bee out. My face was turning purple and unconsciousness threatening my vision as my body slipped into numbness. I reached for the bathroom door knob before falling onto my back coughing even more violently, the light fading out of my eyes. I can't believe I'm about to die to a bee, the light fades from my eyes as death pulled me into the after life. I was in fact about to die from some stupid bee... fuck my life.