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The King High Killer – (Chapter: Chapter 11 Eleven, Die and Go to Heaven)
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The protégé stood outside the darkened neighborhood with growing anxiety. It was well after two in the morning and the next victims were nowhere to be found.
Getting out the disposable cell phone, the protégé dialed the Killer’s number and waited.
“Are they eradicated?” The distorted voice asked on the other end of the line. The protégé swallowed with difficulty and took a deep breath.
“They never showed.” There was silence for a few moments that made the Killer’s helper shake; knowing that the Killer wasn’t pleased.
“Tell me you took care of the boy at least.” Again, the protégé shivered at the threatening tone.
“He’s…he’s dead.”
“Tricky kill?” A wave of nausea erupted deep in the protégé’s throat at the glee on the other end.
“You could say that.” The protégé couldn’t keep the bitterness at bay.
“He was, what, 6’2, 6’3?”
“Bout 6’5, 280.” Again the protégé was resentful. Killing Dallas Dalton was more than tricky. The kid was known at King High for starting fights, and winning them. Just last week he had to be pried off Clay Brown by six or seven football players.
“Well at least you did that right. Are you listening closely?”
“Yes.” The protégé answered with indignation; hating following the orders, hating everything they were involved in.
“Carmen Mendez needs to be eliminated. She should have been taken care of a week ago. I feel as though I’ve been very patient with you. But my patience is wearing thin. Tomorrow night you will butcher Carmen Mendez and that little dyke she struts around with, or I swear to God, I will kill you. You may not know who I am, but I know who you are. I’ve seen where you live, where you sleep. I know your family and all of your friends. I know everything about you.”
“If you want what I have, you will run Carmen Mendez through with that sword. I don’t care who you have to kill to make it so.”
Tears were running down the protégé’s face, at a loss for words or a way out. It was like making a deal with the devil. There was no end and the protégé had already come so far; there was no turning back.
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fucking wonderful… really love the story, and that sex was-wow. just great job, please, please, please pms!!
(SQUEEEE!!!) sooo glad you’re still writing this! hell, i’m overjoyed when you write anything. i feel like i’ve hit a plateau with the compliments. at this point, after reading and loving every SON story you’ve written, like fifty times, i hope it’s enough to just reiterate that i truly appreciate your time and talent :)
okay first of all…i hate you. you made me wait forever and i don’t appreciate it. BUT…i do appreciate this update and everything about it. i need the next two updates….NOW. damn you, you make me crave each of your stories so that i don’t know which one i want you to work on. you had me all about the glee fic and now i just want to read the rest of this. i’m sure once the glee fic comes out i’m going to want that to be continued. damn your mind games! it was just so good, and who is this rude killer? what do the files say? why are two people chasing them? who has access to the police head quarters. i’m not budging on my theory that it’s one of the adults… marie or mr. carlin. if it’s one of the police officers or coroners i’m going to be pissed that i didn’t see it sooner. once again, damn your mind games. text me when you read this so i can yell at you further.
I’m kind of hoping its ashley dont know why im twisted like that
holy freakin hell it’s about time! I’ve been dying for this update, literally ready to scream at the computer willing it to appear. but anyway let’s see. wow so much is going on. I gotta say the whole “You may not know who I am, but I know who you are” has me thinking hard. and what the hell is up with the files for the ‘rents I would like to know. hmm, the student body now knows all of what spence and ash know, and the protege seems to have a soft spot for spence. I don’t quite know what to make of the 2 people outside of the Zee’s house. maybe it was the killer and the protege, maybe it was someone pulling a very twisted prank. kinda rude for Mr Zee not to wait for spence and ash though, geesh. buy alas, we’re coming to the ending. and that is sooo sad, but I’ll be glad to know what the hell is going on and the killer’s motives (hidden or otherwise) and all that. ahhh the ending here was so great, although I was really really hoping that spence would step up and confess her love for ash. guess I gotta wait for that. glad to know we’ll be getting the rest before Halloween. psyched for it!! awesome job mighty Stix!