killer – DBJ

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Today’s entry: Elaborate Schemes

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The gun felt heavy in her hands. It was the first loaded gun she had ever held. Just that fact was a rush. She pushed it against her legs so it was covered by the bodies in front of her.
Once upon a time her words and plans were all she needed. Was that time gone? Did she have to step up from the shadows?
“Ready.” Dale said. Mitch stood beside him in a suit and held the gun with a comfortable hand.
I created that, Donna thought. On purpose.
I have killed too. The gun’s metal became warmer in her hands. She took a deep breath and felt her pulse slow. She held back a smile.
I am a killer.
The steps echoed louder. Now Donna also heard the voices.
“But why did he sing Christmas carols?” One voice said.
“Shut up, Aresh. We don’t want another one to find us.”
The voices went silent. The ten cops stood eye to eye with the little group where Donna stood in the middle.
“He sang Christmas carols because he is an elf,” Dale said. “Is it anything else you would like to know Aresh?”
The cops all looked at Aresh whose tanned skin turned red.
“No, that was all.”
Could I hit the first woman between the eyes? The coagulated blood told Donna someone already had.
“I am Cassandra Crisis,” the woman said. “Are you people we can trust or should I shoot you?”
“No need for shooting,” Dale said. Everyone’s shoulders relaxed. All except Donna’s. “I am Dale Riderstorm. I have heard a lot about you Cassandra Crisis. Lets hope some of it is true.”
A hand grabbed around Donna’s gun. She looked up. Cat-Scratch shook his head.
“Don’t be young and stupid.”
With shaking hands, Donna let go. Cat-Scratch grabbed it, secured it and put it away.
“Dale Riderstorm?” Cassandra said. “I have heard about you too.”

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Welcome to Flashes of Sanity! Your daily dose of flash fiction on 500 words or less.

Today’s entry: Shedding Graves

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The skin hanged sloppily around his waist. What once was Kara fell and hit her head against the back of his feet. Her hair stuck under his sole. Got up the stairs and slipped. He hit the cement floor with the back of his head. The colorful walls dimmed and came back.
“Come here, you coward!” Kara screamed from below the stairs. “I will gut you like a Russian doll.”
His phone rang. The ringtone for Cassandra Crisis.
Fuck, he thought and swallowed his heartbeat. A quick adjustment to his voice before he pushed the phone symbol.
“How can I help you Cassandra?” He glanced over his shoulder and saw Kara’s dried flesh on a hand stretching along the rail.
“You dare imitating me,” Kara snarled.
“Kara we need you here ASAP! They have taken over the President’s quarters! They have taken the whole parliament hostage. Shit, they live stream the torture.”
“I will be there Cass’,” he said, his voice cracked as he got up on his feet and ran. “Give me a moment to collect my stuff!”
A flash of light and a bolt of pain exploding on his head threw him to the floor once more. The light faded into the periphery and he saw the friend with a baseball bat hovering over his face.
“Kara, are you okay?” Cassandra said from the phone. “I heard something.”
The cadaver of Kara picked up the phone. She calmed her breath.
“It is okay Cass’, I just tripped.” Kara stared at him with her black eyes. “I will be with you as soon as I have collected my stuff.”
She hang up.
“Hit him again,” She said.
The baseball bat fell down on his face once more. His skull crunched.
“Bill,” Kara continued. “Help me find a knife. I want to see how many pieces we can cut out of him before he stops crying.”
The baseball bat came down one more. This time on his chest.

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Flashes of Sanity #109: Shedding Graves