• Intentions of a Murderer
    Written by Nika Woodford


    She walks down the road, not aware of the slayers footsteps behind her. But oh, he's so intrigued! Her skin is so porcelain soft, her eyes glow with emerald fury... She's perfect for him. She makes the mistake; Turning down the dark road ahead. Thinking to herself, she wonders why she did it. She never goes down this road. but tonight, she just has to. Unexpectedly, She's promptly on the ground, the side of her head throbbing, her arms tightly being bound.....


    She wakes up much later in the night, not knowing where she is, not knowing what the other mans intentions are. She realizes that this man is hovering over her, smiling sadistically. He brings the knife to her leg and - oh! The horrifying rip of her skin echoes throughout the room, almost deafened by the snarls and screams ripped out of her mouth. She feels the knife again, stabbing, tearing, pulling apart the fabrics of her body piece by piece. Why?! Why does she deserve this? She starts to wave her arms in a frenzy, trying to fight off her assailant. Looking to the side, she sees another knife, crusted in what looks like to be blood. Hers? Or another poor victims? She frantically grasps it, trying to find some way out of the pain, some way to fend this murderer off - ! The knife finds it's mark, slicing it's way into the old mans throat. He looks at her, trying to figure out what's happening. No, this never happened with his other choices. They never tried to hurt him. Oh no, oh no, no, NO! He feels the blood swim down his shirt...... and he dies.


    She walks down the road, aware of the peoples stares. But the people, they wonder! Her skin, once porcelain smooth, is cracked by the lines of blood, the spray of death's tears all over. Her emerald eyes glow with the realization that she is alive, so alive... But at what cost? She doesn't make another mistake, and this time, she walks into the emergency room..... and she's petrified, so terrified! She drops the blade that was in her hand, and sinks to the floor, holding her head. The scene before her starts to fade, and she's screaming, she's screaming bloody murder! No! Please no! She's running, running up the stairs, all the way to the roof of the building; The people are chasing after her, trying to get her to stop! She stumbles to the edge, still screaming, and now she's falling, falling into oblivion....

    She hits the ground, effectively ending her life.