The Gentleman Killer

This is a story about a man without any real identity, he is defined by what he does; murder. The man travels around stealing and killing women usually, but he is unique in the way he does it. By making the victim kill themselves. This story will be interchangeable between his POV and a third person look at what is happening. Enjoi!

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2. In Light of Recent Events (A POV)

I don’t really care, never have, I don’t think I ever will; that feeling of power gets to you, that overwhelming sense that you are the one to pass down judgment. Sure it’s a sweet, passionate time when it happens, but then there’s the aftershock, the realization that all you’ve actually done is nothing in the greater scheme of things only what comes after is. Natacha… She was such a good little girl, her endurance was unbelievable, her want to be with me was overpowering; her sense of life was sickening. But that feeling didn’t last long, after I had stolen her purity I began to drain her want to go on by telling her how pathetic it was, going on to tell her that no one loved her. Eventually, and more eloquently put than my summarization, I made her sick of herself and not but four hours later she was dead. The red of blood stained on her wrists and running to the floor where it pooled until her heart stopped, when she went cold, when any hope she had would be lost. Three other women lost their lives in a similar way that night and no evidence it was me; how free I feel. Now, questions you may ask are mostly; “Why?”. My only answer for you is because I can, because it’s what I want; I have a talent, why not use it? Telling me not to is like telling an addict at his peak that his cocaine has been stolen. Having personally done that I chuckle at how he was found dead after jumping off of a bridge nearby. People are pawns to me, toys, making their move until they reach the end, only to be replaced by something superior. Truly what I want is someone to catch on, someone to find out who I am and end my game; ‘checkmate’ me per-say. It truly is all I want.

~ Your good friend; The Gentleman Killer

P.S.: her money and jewelry is missing.

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