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What a crappy way, to start the week.
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-Chapter 1-Mathilda P.O.V
It's a Monday morning, unfortunately, it's a shitty day to be outside. The clouds were dark as the night before a rain shower.
The rain poured down like a waterfall, upon all of us. Damn it.
Here I am completely soaked, with my hand's cuff in front of me and my ankles chained with someone else's- waiting for a damn vehicle to come pick us, all up.
Damn the temperature was not on my side today, because it felt like I was wearing a plain thin shirt and a pair of skinny jeans out on a snowing day. Everyone was groaning at this point.
The government decided to convert an experiment to see if serial killers can become good soldiers for the future.
Some stupid philosopher had this stupid theory that, if a normal healthy person is made into being a sociopathic serial killer, then they can make them into a soldier that will do dangerous missions, that a regular soldier couldn't even dream of doing.
It's a pretty stupid theory created by some stupid guy. However, they never thought that we can just pretend to just listen and get out of this as quickly as possible.
But guess, what? I did exactly that. But there's always this bastard that knows, I'm pretending to behave like a good little girl.
After an hour, standing out in this pouring rain.
The bus finally decides to show up.
My inmates and I were now, being loaded into a large caged bus. We are being transferred to a new facility to be trained as new future soldiers.
It was a variation of female's and male's getting loaded. For wherever they are taking us-it looks like gender and race doesn't matter.
Getting on the vehicle. The guy that is chained together with me, was instructed to sit in the back of the vehicle by a tall man dressed in blue.
We both quickly sat down on the back of the white caged bus.
Good thing, I'm sitting next to the window. I hate communicating with others sometimes.
It's because they never have anything good to say.
One of the Officers that are outside- had his eyes on me through the window. He has a smirk on his face, happy... That I'll be gone.
Oh, how much I would have loved to slit his throat. And see, that smile on his face slowly fade with the color of his pale skin.
"Finally, I don't have to see this bastard for a while. But don't worry, I'll come back to eliminate you, sooner or later.
I'll never forget my enemies as long as I shall live" I mumbled looking at him. The smile that he had on his face was wiped off.
Well, It looks like he's catching on to what I was saying.
A sinister smile slowly forms on my face, while my eyes narrow down on him. If he thinks I'll forget, then he is dead wrong.
He's such a fool.
It has been a while now, that we've been on the road.
Five cop vehicles were slowly following us from behind. And another five police vehicles were in front of us leading the way.
The pouring rain was making it hard to see where we were going.
All I could see was the forest passing by us.
"Damn, where the hell are these fuckers taking us?
It's taking forever to get there."The blonde guy that is next to me questions more to himself than to me.
This guy was a man that didn't talk much. He is one of the most well known top killers in the country. He killed people across the country just for the thrill of it.
With his looks, it was easy to lure in his victims. This guy did not discriminate in gender or race.
As long as he used the victim's body for his own fucked up pleasure. This guy did not care, who he murdered to satisfy the monster behind that warm charming smile.
This guy has what 'People like to call' the 'Halo effect'.
I shrugged my shoulders at him as I tilt my head slightly to the left.
"They're taking us to somewhere fun. Don't worry about it. "I let out a little giggle looking at him.
His face was completely priceless."You're one crazy chick"
All of a sudden the smooth ride becomes bumpy. Looking outside, we were now on dirt road, riding into the woods.
"It looks like whatever they want to do to us. The government doesn't want the public to know about it."I whispered to the guy next to me.
"I guess so...What is your name doll face?"A bone-chilling smile forms on his lips as a hint of a sinister spark ignites in his dark eyes.
I could only imagine, this is what his victims saw before they took their last breath.
All his female victims were called doll face before he disfigured their faces and mutilated them in little pieces dumping their body parts in different parts of the country.
If that was his female victims... I could already imagine what he did to his male victims.
"My name is Mathilda Blues, and don't call me, doll face.
I'm not one to be messed with if you don't want to have your dick cut off and shove down your little pretty throat. Be careful in how you word your next words." Narrowing my eyes at him. So he can get the fucking message to not mess with me.
"Mathilda, Mathilda, Mathilda ... Just like you did with all your poor victims. How many were there exactly? Because the officers are still looking for more of your victim's body.
Shit, you even killed a priest, for goodness sake ."He raises an eyebrow at me.
Another pair of two joins, into the conversation "No, it wasn't just one priest, honey.
It was seven of them and counting. She even killed random men. It didn't matter if they were rich, poor, young, or old.
Anything that is male and had a dick, she killed ."A female says with certainty in her voice. While the one next to her nods his head grasping the information, she provided about me.
"Anyway, My name is Lucy Santana and this is Luis Savage that is next to me. What's your name hot stuff ?"She asks the guy next to me with curiosity lace in her voice
"My name is Hunter sky, doll face."He smiled.
I zone out of their little flirty conversation that they began to have, and looked back out the window, again.
Damn, when will the damn rain... Stop.
Shit, How am I escaping this one? This is gonna be a little harder than last time... Jeez.
Then out of nowhere, something big and wet caught my complete attention- out the window. There is a group of big wolves running in one direction, gazing at the bus... like if there were counting how many of us were in the vehicle.
There was one wolf that was bigger than the other four. His fur looked like the cloudy grey sky. And his eyes were green like fresh-cut grass. He looked to be the leader of the small pack.
The second biggest wolf in the group had white fur like snow and eyes as clear as the blue sky on a sunny day. I could look at those eyes forever and never get tired of them.
But the third biggest wolf is the one that got my full attention. That wolf fur was as dark as a stormy night, yet...his eyes are like dripping gold.
The fourth wolf was a little smaller than the first three wolves. Its fur was like chocolate with dark eyes to match, blending in nicely with the trees.
The fifth wolf was the same size as the fourth wolf. His fur was a mixer of golden brown and black. His eye color looked like melted caramel.
I giggled at the scene.
All five wolves were drenched, they all looked like soaked kittens. If only I could pet them on the head, it'll make my day.
"You guys look like a bunch of soaked kittens " And as if they heard me giggling like a complete idiot.
All their sharp eyes were on me in an instant.
All five of them, throw me questionable looks.
"What do you expect... I'm messed up- up here ." I shrug my shoulders at them, acting like if they could understand me.
"Who are you talking to?" Hunter taps me with his elbow lightly, I glance at him with a frown.
"Nobody, Mr.Doll killer " I looked back to the window again. Just expecting them to be there.
𝙱𝚞𝚝... 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎.
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