"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" the vile woman screamed in shock and horror as my holy blade went into her. And although this sword worked under the divine concept of goodness. I, its wielder did not. And I thrust it in deeper far more than was needed.
"Foul woman." I spit as she clutches me with shock in her eyes. She had no idea this would happen just like all my victims. And how I enjoyed what I saw in her eyes. Regret, fear, terror...
All the emotions her child would have felt should they have been allowed to grow and learn...
"GAH!" she lets out when I finally let her slip off of my sword. How I did it, however, only made the hole on both sides wider. With it, more blood would spill and she would howl louder.
"Run as fast as you can!" I tell her with a wide smile as she slowly starts to take flight. A clear trail of bloody breadcrumbs leading me straight to her. But, I did not follow it directly. I just paid attention to how her sinful blood painted the pavement and embedded stone.
I could be anywhere I wanted after all. So I had my fun and reappeared before her everytime she turned a corner. Laughing each time as she tried to run away before I grazed her red skin with my sword. Bringing her closer and closer to her knees with each step towards a thousand cuts.
"SOMEONE PLEASE! HELP ME! HELP ME!" she cried in terror as she started to smash her desperate fists against whatever she could find. Windows, doors and even garden ornaments. Which, I was kind enough to clean and put away properly as I slowly stalked her.
"Oh, that's a shame, they all think you are mad!" I laugh as she desperately latches onto someone. But, my control was so absolute that they did not see what I did. All they saw was a crazed woman howling gibberish. It disturbed them a lot, but not as much as it did her.
"S-Somebody... Please...!" she cries before she falls to her rear after provoking her wound.
"Put you out of your misery? Not yet, not yet at all!" I laugh just before I start to run. Kicking my armoured shoe tip straight into her face. Drawing more blood and frightening those around her. I was starting to let them see her wounds.
Yet, I had to confess myself to being a liar. Because they just saw her attacking herself. And it made me laugh and laugh until I lost control. A brief lapse in my concentration that saw the floor become so slippery as to slide her off.
"Whoops!" I let out innocently before I stopped her body as if it never got away from me. To her, though, I was too slow in my efforts to attack her again. And she got away. But, I smiled and reappeared in a completely different style of dress.
"Sumbrudy..." she moaned through a cracked jaw and broken, bloody gums. And, she eventually clung onto my disguised form desperately.
"By the gods!?" I gasp in mock horror as I protectively take ahold of her as she broke down crying.
"Prease helwp mieh!" she begged as she started to try and keep her jaw together to ease the pain.
"Hold on, we'll go find the guards!" I tell her before I pick up most of her weight and take her through a dark alley. Smiling in the dark before suddenly slamming her on the wall. A small dagger in hand that I started to insert over and over. Cackling like a madman the entire time as as she gasped over and over.
"HELP ME!" she let out with one last defiant roar as she started to slowly slide down the wall. Her eyes seemingly filled with tiredness rather than pain. And I laughed at her as she started down at her bloody hands.