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"These murders are fucking scary..." Aven Gray murmured to herself as she watched the news. Another girl, Penina Dayne, had gone missing and although it wasn't confirmed, everyone knew she was dead. Her body hadn't been found but it was obvious.
"Aven? Aven?" The black haired girl's mother called from the kitchen.
"Yeah, Mom?" Aven sighed and pushed herself off the couch, wincing at the slight pain on her right rib. Only a few days ago, her friend's brother had tattooed the words "Bella Vite" on her rib. It meant 'Beautiful Life' and that was exactly what the seventeen-year-old planned on having.
"I've just ran out of milk, d'ya reckon you could run to the shop and buy me some?" Thr idea of going out wasnt exactly appealing to Aven but she nodded anyway, she wanted to get out of the house.
"Thanks, doll," her mom smiled and roped an arm around the lanky girl. Aven grinned and laced up her Converse.
"I'll be back in a second." Oh, how she was wrong.
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The girl turned a corner, looking up at the sky. All the murders had happened during the night, and it was twilight now. She wouldn't be harmed, right? Aven bit her lip, sucking slightly on her snakebites, continuing down the street. As she neared the small convenience store, someone snuck up behind her.
"Lights out, princess," a voice snickered. Everything went black.
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Ben carted the girl with the blue bangs to the same room in which Gerard had murdered Penina the other night. He strapped her to the very same bloodstained medical frame, and sat patiently, waiting for the girl to wake up.
"W-where am I?" Aven whimpered.
"About to join the Black Parade," Ben giggled and grabbed the small knife laying next to him. He delicately sliced the girl's fingertips off, placing the ten small cuts of flesh into a tray. Blood spilled into carefully placed buckets under the steel frame. Obviously Ben had a better plan than Gerard when it came to collecting blood. Aven's screams echoed in the small room.
"Oh, shush, you don't want to wake Nate and Gerard now, do you?" Ben warned. He used the knife to split open the girl's shirt and bra, placing the knife gently against the lumps of swelled flesh on her chest. Without any warning, he skinned her chest and laid the fleshy ornaments next to her severed fingertips. Blood oozed from Aven's wounds, pouring into the buckets and filling them. Ben stroked a silky soft finger over her tattoo.
"Beautiful life, eh?" He chuckled and carved it off.
"You don't have one now. You didn't ever have a beautiful life, Aven Gray." He waved the piece of colored flesh in her face. She screamed, loud enough to easily deafen her attacker.
"Shut up, girl," he hissed before grabbing her tongue and slicing it off. He put her tattooed skin and her tongue in the tray before sitting back down, watching the girl choke on her blood.
He's gonna have enough for a lifetime, Ben thought as he watched the buckets fill. As Aven's heartbeat slowened, he stood up and held his knife against her throat.
"Goodnight." He dug the blade into her neck, sending the blue-grey eyed girl into an endless sleep. Ben lined up the buckets, carrying them out of the room one by one. Finally, he carried the body and the tray out, shoving them into a black plastic bag.
"Nate? Can you help me carry her to the river?" He called to his boyfriend. Nate looked over and smiled. The sight of Benjamin Greene covered in blood was quite an interesting and slightly appealing one.
"Okay, sweetie."
Together, they carried the bag to the river and threw it in.
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"Another teenager has been found dead. Aven Gray, aged seventeen, was found dead this morning. No clues have been found as of yet. Please, stay safe for the love of your children!!"
"Aven? Aven?" The black haired girl's mother called from the kitchen.
"Yeah, Mom?" Aven sighed and pushed herself off the couch, wincing at the slight pain on her right rib. Only a few days ago, her friend's brother had tattooed the words "Bella Vite" on her rib. It meant 'Beautiful Life' and that was exactly what the seventeen-year-old planned on having.
"I've just ran out of milk, d'ya reckon you could run to the shop and buy me some?" Thr idea of going out wasnt exactly appealing to Aven but she nodded anyway, she wanted to get out of the house.
"Thanks, doll," her mom smiled and roped an arm around the lanky girl. Aven grinned and laced up her Converse.
"I'll be back in a second." Oh, how she was wrong.
-
The girl turned a corner, looking up at the sky. All the murders had happened during the night, and it was twilight now. She wouldn't be harmed, right? Aven bit her lip, sucking slightly on her snakebites, continuing down the street. As she neared the small convenience store, someone snuck up behind her.
"Lights out, princess," a voice snickered. Everything went black.
-
Ben carted the girl with the blue bangs to the same room in which Gerard had murdered Penina the other night. He strapped her to the very same bloodstained medical frame, and sat patiently, waiting for the girl to wake up.
"W-where am I?" Aven whimpered.
"About to join the Black Parade," Ben giggled and grabbed the small knife laying next to him. He delicately sliced the girl's fingertips off, placing the ten small cuts of flesh into a tray. Blood spilled into carefully placed buckets under the steel frame. Obviously Ben had a better plan than Gerard when it came to collecting blood. Aven's screams echoed in the small room.
"Oh, shush, you don't want to wake Nate and Gerard now, do you?" Ben warned. He used the knife to split open the girl's shirt and bra, placing the knife gently against the lumps of swelled flesh on her chest. Without any warning, he skinned her chest and laid the fleshy ornaments next to her severed fingertips. Blood oozed from Aven's wounds, pouring into the buckets and filling them. Ben stroked a silky soft finger over her tattoo.
"Beautiful life, eh?" He chuckled and carved it off.
"You don't have one now. You didn't ever have a beautiful life, Aven Gray." He waved the piece of colored flesh in her face. She screamed, loud enough to easily deafen her attacker.
"Shut up, girl," he hissed before grabbing her tongue and slicing it off. He put her tattooed skin and her tongue in the tray before sitting back down, watching the girl choke on her blood.
He's gonna have enough for a lifetime, Ben thought as he watched the buckets fill. As Aven's heartbeat slowened, he stood up and held his knife against her throat.
"Goodnight." He dug the blade into her neck, sending the blue-grey eyed girl into an endless sleep. Ben lined up the buckets, carrying them out of the room one by one. Finally, he carried the body and the tray out, shoving them into a black plastic bag.
"Nate? Can you help me carry her to the river?" He called to his boyfriend. Nate looked over and smiled. The sight of Benjamin Greene covered in blood was quite an interesting and slightly appealing one.
"Okay, sweetie."
Together, they carried the bag to the river and threw it in.
-
"Another teenager has been found dead. Aven Gray, aged seventeen, was found dead this morning. No clues have been found as of yet. Please, stay safe for the love of your children!!"
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