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The King High Killer – (Chapter: Chapter 11 Eleven, Die and Go to Heaven)
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“I’ll do it.” The protégé whispered back, throat hoarse from holding in tears and desperate not to let on that they were now falling.
“I promised you that I’d give you what you wanted. I keep my promises. By this time tomorrow you will be burying the bodies of every single person on my list.”
“I thought you were killing them!” The protégé shouted back, completely thrown by the statement.
“Well I’ve changed my mind. After all, I’ve done most of the work. Up until now all you’ve done is feed me information. Didn’t you enjoy killing Dallas? Wasn’t it fun? Don’t you want to do it again?” The Killer was laughing and the protégé only sobbed harder, completely sick at the thought.
“I’m glad your first kill was so fun; so challenging. It’s never satisfying if they go easy.” Again the Killer was laughing, manically in the dreadfully distorted voice that was too deep. The protégé sat in the bushes between Dallas’ house and Lily Zee’s, gripping the phone tightly and listened with effort.
“I’ll tell you what.” The Killer said, smirking on the line. “I’ll do you a favor because you had to work so hard tonight. I’ll kill that little bitch Brenda for you, and I’ll even throw in Zachary. There. Satisfied? Does that make you happy?” The Killer taunted. The protégé let out a breath, relieved and grateful.
“Yes. Thank you.” Was whispered.
“I didn’t quite catch that.” The Killer mocked.
“Thank you.” The protégé said louder, deeply indebted that no more blood would be spilled by the Killer’s aid’s hands…for the time being.
“You must still eliminate Mendez and Zee. Don’t think I’m letting you off that easily.” The protégé wiped away stray tears, utterly terrified at the thought.
“Relax,” The Killer soothed in a voice laced with mirth. “No one suspects you. And the sheriff and FBI don’t have a clue. If you need help, you know where to find it.”
“Oh…and one more thing.” The Killer said as an afterthought. The protégé’s body stiffened by the casual offering, knowing that nothing the Killer had to say was ever casual or ever forgotten.
“Say away from her. Do you hear me? I have eyes and ears everywhere and I know what you’d like to happen.” The protégé gasped at the Killer’s words, completely shocked that the information was known.
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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!