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Serial Killers: A Fictional Narrative

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The dark air began to weep as he sat there and faced the ordinary gravestone. Mother nature seemed to feel the pain that rocked deep in his bones every minute of everyday. The whistling and russling of the air as the leaves jumped through the cemetery rang in his ears. “Huh.” he snickered. Ash of the thick cigar fell fiercely towards the stone. “You know, those things will kill you.” A female voice snickered from the darkness.
“Ah, you can’t even leave me be on the anniversary of their deaths, can you?” He snapped. A slender figure appeared in the moonlight. She wore black leather pants that conformed to her legs, showing skinny, but strong legs. An equally hugging black top clung to her upper body. Cherry red nails shinned in the white light as she moved her hands to whisk back her long, silky black hair. Next to her sat a creature that barely looked human. Bald and wrinkly, this man squatted near her with a flashing smile on his face. Big, bold brown eye looked up and cowarded at the sight of a massive man. Kai …show more content…

Standing at 6”5, dressed head to toe in black. Massive muscles seemed to taunt those around him. A smug attitude shadowed his face. The women was Davina Edwards, a daughter of one of the most hideous thugs the city had the unlucky pleasure of having, Doug “The Devil” Edwards. Rumors say that this man would call his enemies forward and make them beg for their souls, or rather their life. He would burn them alive if they dared cross him. The Devil was number one of Kai’s hitlist. However, Davina has intervened, causing Kai to second guess his

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