1 Prologue

Standing there, rapidly breathing, wounded, and I still hesitated to shoot. I've been chasing this man for five years. He's been toying with me, and been killing more people. He killed my best friend, my boss, my lover, and yet, I still hesitated to kill him. His eyes turned to me, hurtful and full of sorrow. His deep, blue eyes looked at mine. His lips quivered yet stood strong to show no weakness. His arm droops and goes numb. His wound on his arm spills out more blood. His nostrils flared, and his bangs, his now dirtied bangs blocked his eyes.

"Shoot me already." He muttered, clenching his teeth.

I looked at my gun, my hand trembling. I grew pale, but I knew that shooting him was the right thing to do. He did terrible things, he is a demon. He played with my heart, and broke it, he killed thousands of people, he needs to die.

"Please..." I start to pry, but I still held my gun tightly.

"Tell me why you did all of this?" I questioned, I knew that I didn't want to hear the response, but I still want to know the reason for his doings.

Why was he killing so many people for such a little cause? He starts laughing hysterically, as if someone made an hilarious joke.

"Is this a joke to you? Is killing a thousand of people a fucking joke to you?!" I screamed, and he went silent and just stared at me with a blank expression.

"Those people deserved to die. They killed more than a thousand of people, Emma. Society is shit. They turned a blind eye on the homeless, they turned down helping a country in war. All they want is money and women to fuck. Emma, take a good look around. I killed a thousand of people but who mourned? Who mourned for all of those people? Nobody!" I looked at him once more, and I shot.

His mind was already corrupted. He fell, his body floated in the sky, slowly falling. It was as if the building we were both on were a thousand stories high. Even though it was only ten... it was the most longest fall I've seen a person drop. I dropped my gun and my legs gone weak. I crumbled to the floor, fat tears bulging in my eyes. I cried in sadness and hatred for the man. But I knew that I made the right choice to kill him. He was going to affect us all one day. Especially our baby...