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The Black Killer

A world were evil reigns murder is on the rise. One girl loses her parents to the Black Killer. She makes a vow to start her own mafia group to find the people who killed her parents. She ends up falling in love with the hot and handsome murderer and mafia leader The Black Killer. She must either choose love or revenge.

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16 Chs

Find her.

'Hey, where do you think you are going', she pointed a gun at me.

'Please don't kill me', I said. 'What are you doing are you trying to get killed', she whispered while lowering the gun. 'Look I need to get out of here my grandparents are worried, they have already been through a lot I don't want to trouble them anymore', I told her. 'If you try to escape and the Black Killer catches you he would kill you mercilessly', the girl responded. 'He would probably kill me if I stay here, please help me leave this place', I pleaded. 'I am not going to get murdered because of you, now get back into your room before he comes', she said grabbing my arm and dragged me into the room. She threw me on the bed and left locking the door behind her. I groaned in pain. 'I have to get out of here, why isn't there a window in here? I said and walked around the room. I found a door in the corner when I opened it, a very dark lobby was revealed. I walked into the lobby without a torch. I couldn't see a thing. I kept going and going until I found a little window which shone a ray of sunlight on my face. I removed the cover and squeezed myself through the window. I fell on thorny bushes. The thorns were all over my clothes and piercing my skin leaving tiny drops of blood and a few cuts. I picked myself up, dusted off and tiptoed away. The place was guarded at every corner and it would be hard to sneak past those huge men. They looked armed and ready to shoot if provoked. I crawled through the bushes and even though the thorns kept scratching and piercing my skin along with the body pains from earlier, I had to endure every bit of pain I was feeling and I am one person that can't tolerate pain but at such a crucial time I had to manage.

As I slowly squeezed myself through branches and leaves, I heard someone call out,' Who is there?'

I basically froze in fear. I remained quiet and still hoping that they won't come and catch me otherwise I would end up meeting my parents in the spirit world.

'Who is there? Don't make me come there', the person continued. Is this the end of the road for me?

I closed my eyes as I heard footsteps come closer, closer and closer. 'I guess it was just the wind', the guy said and walked away. I haven't felt so much relive in my life. I gave out a little sigh, looked around to make sure it was right to move and then continued crawling away.

The Black Killer's Point of view

I decided to go and check on the girl that got run over today. I actually took her phone so that she wouldn't call anyone well, the call won't go through since there is no phone signals around here but I still wanted to make sure she couldn't call anyone. Anyway, I brought her some food and when I opened the door, I realized she was not on the bed. I walked around the room to see if maybe she decided to walk around or something but she was nowhere to be found. 'Delilah come here', I yelled. 'Yes boss did you call me', she came into the room.'

'Where is the girl that I brought here?'I asked. 'She wanted to escape earlier today I brought her back here', she responded in fear. 'I thought I told you to make sure she doesn't leave this room?' I said but this time there was anger in my voice. Delilah started to shiver in fear of losing her life. 'I am sorry please don't kill me, I brought her back here I don't know how she managed to escape', Delilah said but this time she was on her knees crying for her life. I raised my gun at her because once you don't do your work right, you are useless to me so you don't deserve to live. Tears started flowing from her eyes then she said softly,' I am sorry I let you down please forgive me.'

'Fine, I forgive because you are in my good books but if this happens again, I would cut you into piece', I stated. She got up and thanked me. I looked around and noticed that the door at the back was opened. I went in and saw that the window cover down the lobby had been removed.

I took out my handheld transceiver (walkie talkie) because there is no phone service here and called everybody to find her.