Markus Simons
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But the reality is, Im getting away with murder.
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Post by Markus Simons on Mar 5, 2010 5:17:31 GMT
Markus was determined no one was going to stop him this time. He pulled the unconcious boy into the forrest, setting him on his knees as he tied his arms around the tree. His head hung lifelessly to his chest. And even though he was out of it, he was bound to wake up soon. Markus tied his ankles together, then tied them to the tree too.
What could he say? He had come into ALOT of rope.
He sat in front of the boy, wondering why he had a girls name etched into his arm. And it wasnt even completely healed yet. This was recent. And by the look of things, he had done it himself.
"Wakey wakey!" He poked him with his folded knife.
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Post by Brendan Reid on Mar 5, 2010 5:42:58 GMT
"Eh?" Brendan groaned, opening his eyes. Everything came into focus. His arms hurt, his legs hurt, his head hurt. He was miserable.
He looked up at Markus. "What are you doing, man?" He asked, pulling against the ropes. But they only dug into his wrists.
"Seriously. Let me-" He started, then cried out in pain as a knife was thrust through his shoulder.
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Markus Simons
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But the reality is, Im getting away with murder.
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Post by Markus Simons on Mar 5, 2010 5:46:31 GMT
"Shut up." Markus told him, pulling his knife out. He smirked as the boy began to cry. He had nothing to loose, Markus knew that much. The wedding ring around his necklace told Markus that.
He ripped open Brendans shirt, stabbing him right below the collar bone. He watched him squirm before pulling the knife lower, through muscle until he was mere centimeters above the boys heart. He wouldnt last much longer, that was for sure. Markus pushed the knife in deeper, listening to the ear piercing screams coming from the boys throat.
"Happy now?"
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Post by Brendan Reid on Mar 5, 2010 5:50:20 GMT
To Brendan, this came as both a blessing and a burden to him. He had wanted to die for so long now, wanted everything to end. And Diane leaving had just made him want to die more. And now that his brother was gone, he would have no trouble dying. There was no one to save him this time.
Brendan nodded as he felt his blood pouring down his chest. Then he let out another scream as his heart felt like it was about to burst. It slowly beat, then came to a complete stop. Brendans head fell forward, the tears he had been crying dripping from his cheeks.
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Post by Diane McLain on Mar 5, 2010 5:50:39 GMT
Diane gasped, pulling herself up from her bed.
She was swamped in darkness, her head spinning, lying in a cold sweat. Just a dream... Just a dream... she told herself over and over, closing her eyes as the vision of Brendan being hurt sliced through her mind over and over, until tears pierced their way through her closed eyes. Dammit... she told herself, pulling herself off her bed and changing into her normal clothes. It was almost four oclock in the morning where she was, but the dream had been so realistic she knew there was no way she could sleep anymore.
She sighed, reaching up for her jacket to help her fight against the cold when there was a soft flutter. She noticed it was odd, and leant down, picking up the small slip of paper. It was a Kanjico scroll, one of the many she had placed around her room to stop her from being contacted by the magical world again. Only, something was different. The scroll was draped in blood, the edges burned away and the feel of magic was present once more in the room.
"Brendan..." she breathed, scrunching up the paper in her hands.
"BRENDAN!" she screamed, the teleportation spell making her dizzy. Where was she, some forest somewhere? She could hear voices, they were close, but she could only see silhouettes. "BRENDAN!" she screamed again, scrambling to pull herself back to her feet as she walked towards him blindly, still half-sick from the transport.
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Markus Simons
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But the reality is, Im getting away with murder.
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Post by Markus Simons on Mar 5, 2010 5:58:15 GMT
Markus pulled his knife down in one swift movement, slicing through his heart and stomach before pulling it out, wiping it off on Brendans pants.
He turned to the screaming girl, the ring from Brendans necklace in his hand.
"This is yours." He smirked, throwing it at her feet. He watched it glimmer, then drop to the ground. He looked up at her, a smile on his face.
"You didnt love him anyway. From the looks of things, you hurt him worse than I did. Do you realize he WANTED to die? Do you realize he couldnt live anymore? Because of you. I dont feel bad for this. You should. You broke his heart, ruined his life. Happy now?"
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Post by Miyung Seru Takashi on Mar 5, 2010 5:59:59 GMT
A victim he wouldn’t say had tipped Seru about a boy torturing student. Seru was headmaster and he planned to get rid of this student, looking at his record he figured out he was in a mental hospital and Seru planned to put him back there
Seru teleported to the forest along with six other teachers and officials, he blinked at the sight in front of him, another dead student. Diane was at the boy’s feet sobbing. Seru looked up noticing the boy quickly breaking into his mind past all barriers; layers of sick thoughts and idea laced this Markus’s head. He was truly insane. “Markus I won’t have you on these grounds any longer.” Seru said giving him a look of steel. Three officers stepped forward to take him under arrest. Markus better have been a fast runner.
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Post by Diane McLain on Mar 5, 2010 6:02:06 GMT
Diane's eyes widened and blurred as he saw Brendan crumpled up, a lifeless mass, seeing nothing but red. But now she was far from the lifeless zombie. She looked down at her hands, feeling a heat running through his body. It was the same heat which had burnt her brother's hand with nothing but rage, something that went beyond even magic.
She looked at him, the pupils of her eyes replaced by fires. "I won't be happy until you're DEAD!" she screamed, charging towards him as her hands burst into flames.
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Markus Simons
Junior Member
But the reality is, Im getting away with murder.
Posts: 78
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Post by Markus Simons on Mar 5, 2010 6:06:35 GMT
"Catch me if you can. Im not finished here." He said, throwing the knife at one of the officers. It landed in his shoulder. Markus pushed him down, speeding through the forrest. It wouldnt be his first run from the police. And it wouldnt be his last. He jumped over roots and broken branches, swerving through the trees.
Dont leave me again.. His brothers words echoed back at him. And that hurt worse than any torture they could force upon him.
He jumped past a tree and into a clearing, then disapeared again.
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Post by Diane McLain on Mar 5, 2010 6:12:15 GMT
Diane screamed, her screams sounding half-demon half-human, the shards from the demon that had been left in her soul giving her strength as her heart broke. She tried to follow him, but found that her legs wouldn't any further from Brendan. "BRENDAAAAN!" she screamed again, her voice doubling over as she crumbled.
She fell to her knees, a hand resting against either side of the ring, afraid to touch it in case her heat melted the fragile metal. "I love you..." she gasped, her tears evaporating before they even hit the ground.
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Post by Miyung Seru Takashi on Mar 7, 2010 2:51:40 GMT
Seru watched the knife plunge into the guards shoulder and then evaporate with the wound closing up all the time no pain to the officer. These weren’t students this boy was dealing with; they were more powerful than that. “You won’t be able to hide for long and when we find you just know your going straight back from where you came.” Seru said rather coolly.
Seru walked up to Diane “Come on we have to leave.” He said before the area was being cleaned and Brendan taken to be cleaned and readied for his funeral.
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