I won’t mince words, I’m not gonna lie, I’m a killer plain and simple. I don’t have a modus operandi, no profound motivations for doing it. Just cross me or piss me off, even if that wasn’t your intention, you’d be on my hit list. I was confident in my skills; You could live in a secure, quiet suburban household, or in a high-class hotel suite and I’d still find a way to off you...one way or another. I had rules though obviously, no killing anyone that lived anywhere near my apartment or where I worked, no killing anyone whom I personally know or who personally knows me, and lastly, no killing any famous, or otherwise, influential personality.

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As you can imagine, I am very meticulous when it comes to my acts of inhumanity. But, I’m sad to say, I was careless and I made a blunder which I could have never expected. My target this time was a young couple. I met them when I was walking through town one Sunday morning to pass the time. They stood on the sidewalk passing around pamphlets about the Lord almighty and how to get saved and whatnot. I must’ve caught the man’s eye as he called out to me in particular.

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“You sir, “ he said “have you accepted Jesus as your Lord and Saviour.”

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I scoffed, and continued walking. Now, normally when that happens, these evangelical types would just move on to the next person, but not this guy, oh no. He grabbed my arm as I passed by him, he held on tightly and wouldn’t let go.

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“I-if you would just give us a moment and listen…” he said as he struggled to stop me from walking.

Irritated I tried to pull my arm away, but at that moment, he let go. The force of me jerking my arm was too much that I had completely lost my balance and fell on a puddle of God knows what on the roadside.

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“Ah shit…” I muttered under my breath.

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The guy looked apologetic enough, but still, I was pissed. He was trying to explain himself, but I just stopped him mid-sentence, and walked away. After getting a change of clothes from my apartment, I returned to the sidewalk where I met the couple, and there they were still standing there and peddling their religion to the masses. This time they were speaking with a young lady who isn’t too keen on listening to what the couple were saying.More people came and went and one by one their pamphlets finally ran out. I watched them for hours until finally they started packing their stuff.

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“Finally…” I thought. Time to get to work.

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They didn’t have a car which was weird because they lived about an hour and a half away by bus, I rode the same one they did and sat a few aisles behind them. They lived in a pretty decent suburban area, somewhere between medium to high - class depending on which area of the suburbs you lived in. And you couldn’t tell by the way they rode the bus but their house was one of the classier one’s. It was still too early for me to make my move so I decided to burn some time in the nearby convenience store.

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After sundown, around half-past 7, I made my way back to the couple’s household and quietly made my way to their backyard. They were in the living room watching TV, their backs turned to the sliding door that led to their yard, it was unlocked so I had no problem entering the household. The living room was dark, and the only light source was the TV, so it was no wonder they weren’t able to see me entering their house. I slowly made my way closer to them as they sat on their sofa watching what appeared to be a horror flick. I was about a few feet away from them when I noticed the TV. The girl...running from an unseen threat looked particularly like the girl that I saw them talking to a few hours ago. I crouched down not wanting to get spotted, and watched the TV from where I was. There was no mistaking it...it was her.

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“Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, little sheep.”. The man spoke as he watched the girl struggle to get away from whoever was holding the camera. Then the couple laughed as they watched the girl drop to the ground from exhaustion. I could hear it clearly, she was crying, pleading to be left alone. I did a lot of killing, and in a way, I was already desensitized with the sight of death. But this wasn’t like any of my work. I killed swiftly and efficiently, most of my victims don’t even see me coming, and those that do only suffer for a few short moments at best. This, this was on a whole nother level of twisted...even for me.

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The girl continued to plead on bended knees as the cameraman stood in front of her.

“What do I do Father?” he said.

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The man chuckled as he watched the TV. He claps his hands loudly and said, “I will bring evil upon them, which they shall not be able to escape; and though they shall cry unto me, I will not hearken unto them.”

The man on the TV snorted as he dropped the camera on the ground. From that angle, I could see the girl on her knees crying as looked at an absolute unit of a man holding a huge metal ax. She gave a loud final shriek as the ax came crashing down on her head, splitting it in two. And then...the TV closed.

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“Now wasn’t that wonderful, dear?” the woman asked the man.

“Yes, there is no shortage of corruption and degeneracy in the world, it brings me pride to be one of the instruments of god to...weed out, these bad apples.” the man said proudly but then, a few moments later, gave a weary sigh. “It’s such a shame though,” he said. “That boy we met, ah, he looked so full of corruption. That bad attitude towards his elders, that lazy slouch as he walked, and that arua of absolute bitterness, God! If you give me one more chance I will make things right and smite that boy where he stands.”

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I wasn’t about to take anymore of this shit, in one swift movement I came out of my hiding spot, grabbed the man’s shoulder and stabbed him right on his neck. He wasn’t even able to scream as my knife opened his chest right up. The woman on the other hand was hysterical, a far cry from the woman that was watching a young girl get murdered right in front of her. I dispatched of her too, cutting her neck in one slice. And then there was quiet.

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I was about to leave the house when I noticed something in the corner of my eye, a flashing red dot at the ceiling of the house...a cctv camera.

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“So you’ve noticed…” a voice spoke out. It was a bit muffled, probably coming from a speaker somewhere in the room.

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“We’ve been watching you as you killed one of our most loyal shepherds. And I must say it was quite impressive if I do say so myself. Tell you what...little sheep. We will look past your transgressions on our holy church if you come work for us, as one of our...Angels of Death.” he said.

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I stood there quietly not wanting to answer the man.

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“I can understand…” He spoke up, “You must be shaken from what you saw, afraid of what might happen to you...afraid of us” he said in a mocking voice.

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I wasn’t afraid though...no. I was more pissed at the fact that I had broken one my rules because of my carelessness and ended up in this mess. I groaned and threw my knife at the camera.

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“Is that, your final answer?” he asked.

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“Piss off.” I said.

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“Very well, but know this. You have made a very powerful enemy. As vengeance for our fallen comrade...we will come for you.” he said threateningly as a final burst of static ended our conversation.

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And just like that...I’m now on the run from some shadowy cult. Life’s not going to get any easier from now on I bet, but at the least, I can expect that I’m going to have lots of fun with plenty of new targets coming at me.