* Beep *
" Okay that'll be.... 23 dollars and 50 cents "
" Um... "
Mierda, how much did I bring!?
I check my pocket to see if the cash I grabbed is enough to pay for the six-pack of beer and a small box of napkins.
Once I pull up the cash, I sigh. My soul can finally rest in peace knowing that I brought like 40 bucks. I didn't hesitate to just give the cashier the right amount of money.
He takes it and place it inside a cash register. Bagging what I ordered inside a plastic bag before giving it to me, along with my change.
* Ding! *
" Here you go sir and thank you for shopping in Butterfield's market~ I hope you come again "
" Thanks. "
I accept the plastic bag. Leave the grocery store as I walk back to the garage. It didn't take me long to get there. Stopping just a few feet away from the garage so I can use the napkins to wipe the remaining of blood off my body.
Some of the remaining blood has dried out overtime, so it was hard removing them. Taking me at least a few minutes until I think I manage to remove all the blood from my body.
Once I'm done I hide the bag in some place near the garage. Where Dave or any other passerby would never notice or find out.
After hiding the bag, I walk towards the gate. Spotting Dave checking the engine of another car. I raise the pack of beer in the air and shake it. Alerting Dave.
* Crackle *
" Sigh Finally! Seriously, what took you so long? I've been busy dealing with three cars since you left "
" Sorry man I got a little busy.... Anyway here I bought you a pack of beer if you like "
" Oh wow! You really bought that by yourself? "
" Yup. I figured that you'd be upset so I might as well buy you something to make it up for it "
" Well, thanks, I guess. You can put them wherever you like since we have a lot of jobs to do Vincent "
I shrug. Putting the pack of beers and the small box of napkins aside so I can get back to work.
....
* Few hours later *
" Sigh, well I'm off. Your in-charge in looking out for the car's Vincent "
" Yeah, I know. Be careful out there "
I watch as Dave drives through the open gate. Leaving me alone in the garage. I check the time. Seeing that it's still 3:30 p.m. I went back to work and wait.
Wanting for the clock to reach exactly 7 p.m.
Hmm.... come to think of it.... I've been eating raw meat for the past two weeks. Maybe I should try rousting them tonight to switch it up a bit.
* Growl.... *
" Just wait for a few hours and I'll eat. "
* Growl.... *
' Damn this stomach '
Hours pass as the atmosphere is slowly getting dark. I look up at the clock to see the time reaching 6:24.
' it's near '
By 6:37 I'm finished with a car
6:45 I walk to my chair and wait till it gets dark
And when it hits 6:58....
I walk to the back to grab a few garbage bags, along with my keys, as I walk out of the garage to close the gates.
* Clank *
Once night fall I put the keys in my pocket and sprint towards the alley. Reaching the garbage bin.
I stop to take out the trash bags and put the two corpses and my blood stain clothes into my empty garbage bags.
* Rustle *
I raise my ears just in case if someone so walks in this alley. Hoping that no one would be stupid enough to walk in an alleyway at night.
Luckily, no one came once I'm done bagging the meat. I put the trash bags back in the garbage bin. Putting the bag on my back before running back to the garage.
* Clank *
* Step *
I walk back to the garage as I close the gates again. Once inside, I made sure that the windows are block and close off to prevent anyone from looking inside.
Once everything is prepared, I can finally start cooking for dinner. First, I walk around my mini fridge to grab my butcher paper, a meat mallet, a few empty bowls, and a chopping board.
Placing the butcher paper near the faucet before putting the two bagged meat on its surface.
* Thud *
* Rustle *
Taking my clothes off. I begin to peel the bag. Stripping the meat clothes off before butchering them. Separating every meat, fat, organs and bones before washing them.
Once I'm done washing the meat, I put them somewhere away from the peeled garbage bag before I started slicing them. Using my chopping board to not leave any scratch marks from the ground before tenderizing the meat with a meat mallet.
* Growl.... *
' sigh por el amir de dios.... '
I'm starting to get hungry. The smell of blood and the sight of this delicious meat are making me impatient. But the worst thing about all of this is that I couldn't even marinate it since it'll be like poison to me!
* Growl.... *
" Stomach can you be fucking QUIET FOR ONCE!!! "
* Growl.... *
" .... Grunts.... I hate this body. "
* Growl.... "
You know, screw it. I'm going to take my time preparing this meat whether you like it or not.
* Growl.... *
BITCH!!!
I ignore my stomach while I tenderize the meat. It took some time but I manage to finish preparing the meat as I put all of them in a separate bowls.
Standing up, I move to the back to reach my griller, food tong and a few plates.
Preparing the plate on my plank desk table before preheating the griller. It took a couple minutes but I manage to use my tong to grill the meat. Placing the juicy red flesh on the grill gate as the meat creates a delicious sound raised my ears.
* Sizzle *
I didn't use oil for this as I'm relying more on the dry heat to do the trick. With limited options for adding flavor. Rousting the meat this way is honestly the only thing I can do.
Sure, it might delude the energy I get from the meat, but I need to have some variety other than raw meat.
I take my time on the meat before placing them to one plate. I kept doing this for about a few hours as I manage to fill all the plates on my plank desk.
Once I'm done, I place my cooking tools and bowls near the faucet and putting my butcher paper back at my mini fridge.
I never bother rousting the organs or bones since I'm saving them up for breakfast.
* Growl..... *
" Yeah, yeah, I'm going to eat happy now? "
* Growl.... *
" That's what I thought "
I didn't wait. I took a bite of the rousted meat.
It tasted pretty great! A bit rough around the edges, but at least it tasted much better than raw.
Satisfied. I take a couple more plates and walk towards the TV. Turning it on as I switch it on the news before sitting back and enjoy my food.
* Click *
"-Caused by a battle between the villain name rave and the vigilante name Ryuk.
Though the Ryuk manage to defeat the villain and is now behind bars. Residents in Chinatown are complaining about the huge amount of property damage that Ryuk had caused.
We are breaking live with Katie from the scene "
" Thank you very much, Sam. As you can see 15 well-placed establishments have been destroyed because of this fight. As thousands of residents are all complaining and even shouting at the police. All of whom wanting justice for their destroyed business.
I'm here live in the scene as a few firefighters are trying to put down a fire of burning sushi restaurant. Tell me mam what are your general thought's on the vigilante Ryuk? "
" Oh, I love Ryuk. Always have~ But look at this shit! You know how hard it is for me and my family to keep our sushi business alive! Oh, that Ryuk better have good insurance money because I'm suing that motherfucker's ass! "
" Nâinai jiù gòule.... [ Translation: grandma that's enough..... ] "
" sniff Wèishéme wèishéme! Wèishéme wǒ zhēnguì de shòusī diàn yào huǐ diào! [ Translation: Why why! Why does my precious sushi restaurant have to be destroyed! ]
" Nǎinai.... [ Translation: Grandma.... ]"
" Um, sorry, can we have a moment? Our grandma isn't in the mood to talk.... "
" Ugh, okay, sure s-sorry ehem. As you can see Ryuk has caused nothing more but damage to all the people in Chinatown.
Property damage, involuntary manslaughter: the list goes on and on. Tell me? Do these wannabe superheroes really claim to be the protectors of our beloved country, or are they really nothing more but a bunch of menace to our society? Back to you, Sam "
' Wow, this is bullshit... '
* Munch rip- *
Taking another bite from the roasted meat, I continue to watch the news out of boredom. Using this time to just relax for the night.
...
(Meanwhile )
Change P.O. V
Inside a dark yet luxurious room where soft classical music play's at the background. A lady wearing a fashionable white dress was smoking a long thin smoke pipe. Her captivating purple eye's stare at the newspaper. Taking in the smoke before blowing it to the atmosphere.
The smoke move's through the luxurious room. It reaches to a muscular dark skin woman with white bob hairstyle. Wearing a black tank top and tight boxers sitting on the other side.
While the music plays, she plays with a green technologically advanced dagger. Swinging it with ease as a yawn from the music.
" Yawn..... so why did you call me here exactly? "
" Hmmm, well I heard from beny that you're one of his best hitmen correct? So I got a job for you. "
* Woosh!- thud *
She throws the newspaper on the table. Showing the headline picture of a blurred figure in an alleyway. The other girl raise her eyebrow before replying.
" You want me to hunt down a rumour? Hah! Lady, I heard terrible jokes before, but isn't this just taking it a bit too far? "
" I'm not joking. This thing.... has been delaying with my business in the lower east side for a month. So I want you to hunt it down and kill it. Can you do it for me, Cathy? "
" Eh, I don't know, miss Honesty? Seems like an absolute waste of my time. Why do you have to call me here for something stupid like this? "
She said while she nonchalantly pointing her dagger at the picture. The lady. Miss Honesty relax's at her luxurious couch as she puts her smoke pipe to her lips. Taking in the flavor before saying,
" Because the thing took big cat "
Before blowing the smoke. The woman from the other side stops playing with her dagger as she turns to look at Honesty. Her gaze was distant as piercing ice before she started breaking it with a laugh.
" Ha hahaha, oh really now? Then this guy got some big balls of steel, huh? "
" So, are you willing to take the job? "
" Eh, why not? Who knows.... Maybe this guy right here might give me the best work out after all. "
She said as she throws the dagger to the newspaper. Hitting the blurred picture.