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Keeping the Faith
Topic Started: Sep 12 2010, 03:41 AM (1,485 Views)
Killer_Moth
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I'll get you, Batman!
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((Theo Behr cont'd from Time is Not On Our Side))

He was still running. He thought he had lost his pursuers, but he wasn't sure. And there were likely more of them out there. His face was being scratched by branches, his side was aching, and he couldn't stop running.

Somewhere, there was a voice. A girl singing. He thought he recognised the song. It was a hymn. A Christian Hymn. Damn. That probably meant GodSpeed. He had no love for them, and knew that they didn't have any for him either. He had heard all the accusations. Kike. Christ Killer. All of them Anti-Semites. And now she was taunting him.

His fear was giving way to anger. How dare she. After all that he had had to go through. That he had been betrayed and almost killed by people he thought he could trust. And now, she was singing, praising some jumped up prophet that men in skirts said was Divine. Still his blood was pounding in his ears. She was alone. She was a girl. She wasn't expecting him. And if it were any other way, she would kill him without a second thought and move on. She had to die.

He snuck towards where the voice was coming from. Rachel Gettys. The fucking head bible basher herself. And she was so near a drop. It was going to be so easy. He looked in his pockets for something that he could use, and settled on a spare shoelace. It would make a perfect garrotte. Knock her down, get her winded, and then throttle her. Then he'd be able to use whatever weapon she'd been given. It had to be better than his-

Of course. What better way. He rummaged around in his bag, and quietly pulled out the mask and pulled it on. This way, it wasn't really him doing the killing, was it? It was some kid in a Nixon Mask. That would stop any witnesses from telling on him.

He steeled himself, took a few deep breaths, waited until she was at the right place, and jumped out at her, screaming "Die Bitch!" It was only halfway through his jump that he noticed Sebastian against the tree. It was enough to distract him into lowering his arms as he collided with something.
CAPTAIN OBVIOUS. Or so I'm told.
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Robert A Barron Onward Christian Soldier - The Groundskeeper's Hut - Goind Round In Circles
Quincy Jones Henchman for Hire - The Mountain - Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows... KILLS=1
Jennifer Romita Attention Whore - The Felled Forest; North - The Worst Bath Ever
Theo 'Teddy' Behr Lost in his own Head - Lost No More
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Killer_Moth
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I'll get you, Batman!
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Amazingly, he'd thrown the bitch over a cliff. True it hadn’t been very high, but it was a start. All he had to do now was go down and confirm his kill. However, there was still the matter of the witness. Before, he had had surprise and luck on his side. Now, he had to trust to his new found reputation.

"Walk away Sebastian. She's meat, but you can still live, if you run. Run now."

With that, he turned back towards where Rachel was lying on the ground. It would be so easy now to finish her off. She had to have been wounded, or at least winded. If he kept her off balance, he could get round her throat and choke her to death. He took one look at the slope and decided it was worth the risk. He jumped after her.

And landed badly. A sharp pain shot through his legs. He didn't want to look, but was reasonably certain he'd broken something. He tried to clamber to his feet, but the second he put weight on his right foot, he heard something snap. He screamed in pain and collapsed on something soft. Gettys. It had to be. He could still salvage this. If he was going to die, it wasn't going to be alone. He found her throat, and started to squeeze.
CAPTAIN OBVIOUS. Or so I'm told.
Chars:
Robert A Barron Onward Christian Soldier - The Groundskeeper's Hut - Goind Round In Circles
Quincy Jones Henchman for Hire - The Mountain - Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows... KILLS=1
Jennifer Romita Attention Whore - The Felled Forest; North - The Worst Bath Ever
Theo 'Teddy' Behr Lost in his own Head - Lost No More
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I'll get you, Batman!
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His blood was still pounding in his ears, his vision red, as he squeezed with all the strength he could muster. Soon he would feel her throat collapse, and she would be dead. She was squirming beneath him, trying to fight him off. Good. She deserved to feel every moment of her death.

The pain in his leg forgotten, he kept pressing harder and harder, enjoying the feeling of her writhing beneath him. Back in school, he would never have been able to get this close to any girl. Now, he had power. This game had released him. He had never needed those pills. It was all to stop him from feeling this good. Killing was fun. He would have to do this again.

He didn't even notice as she reached out and grabbed a rock, lashing out at him.At first, he could feel himself struggling to breathe. He wanted to rip the mask off, let more air in, but to do so would be to release Rachel, to give her a chance to fight back. But he was feeling so tired now. And something was trickling down his shirt. He assumed it was sweat. The mask was hot. Yeah, sweat. Once she was dead he would find something to towel off with.

She kicked out again, moving his leg. The pain flooded back, and he tried to let loose a scream, but found himself unable to breathe. There was a gurgling from within his chest. His strength failing, he released her, and fell over on his side. He tried to raise his hands to remove his mask, but even that was becoming difficult. What had happened?

He finally felt his head clearing. Things were becoming quieter, more peaceful. He was so tired all of a sudden. He just wanted to go to sleep. And what was the pain in his neck. Then he realised. The rock must have hit something. Probably gone through a vein and into his windpipe. Rachel had killed him.

Even though he knew what she had done, he found it difficult to blame her. She had only been acting in self defence. He had attacked her unprovoked. Everything he had done since arriving had been foolish, and had led him here. Not trusting OC. Planning on killing Rizzo. Running away in a panic from people who were as scared as he was. Even looking back, his whole high school career had been stupid mistake after another. Maybe this was for the best after all. Now he couldn't fuck his life up any-

B066 – Theodore Behr – Deceased
CAPTAIN OBVIOUS. Or so I'm told.
Chars:
Robert A Barron Onward Christian Soldier - The Groundskeeper's Hut - Goind Round In Circles
Quincy Jones Henchman for Hire - The Mountain - Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows... KILLS=1
Jennifer Romita Attention Whore - The Felled Forest; North - The Worst Bath Ever
Theo 'Teddy' Behr Lost in his own Head - Lost No More
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