Friday, September, 2024
"Hey Paprika, it's being a while. I bet you're off somewhere slitting the throat of some unlucky motherfucker right now, I know you're about to drop this letter to resume the throat slicing but...listen....hear me out even for a minute. Being born with supernatural abilities wasn't what I wanted. I bet it wasn't what you needed either. Being born like this in this hell called the world was far away from my plan. I wanted a normal life filled with love, family and pets, I got pets actually but what about the other two? no father, no mother, no sibling. Just some freaking experiment gone rogue. I've wasted away too much of my youthful days serving those who didn't give a shit about me. Being manipulated and controlled under the pretence of making the world a better place. What the fuck.... seriously what the fuck....I've killed too much people for these guys....and for the wrong reasons. I literally just beat a pregnant woman to death, who the fuck does that? I killed an unborn child. Her husband tried to attack me, I begged him to stop but he never listened so I tore his two arms away from him and beat him to death with it. His children tried to escape, if they did, I would be compromised so I turned into a wolf, hunted them down like some lamb and devoured them all....they tasted delicious though...but anyways let's forget that. I thought I was making the world better....I was wrong. I'm taking charge of my life. Enough killing, I'm just gonna go live out the rest of my life in some cabin facing the ocean, drink lemon tea everyday and make out with you under the sun. What do you think? Wanna quit the life of a serial killer too? Reply me and fast. I'm about to take action.
From Your Psychotic Killer Girlfriend(sealed with a kiss and written with my blood)
TOXICA
"I bet he's just gonna burn this to a crisp" Toxica muttered as she sealed the letter and tied it to her black falcon. She was all wet, drenched in blood and naked. The aftermath of animal shifting was evident. An assassin who can turn into anyone or anything, a powerful shifter. She was a beautiful woman and chose a permanent goth like look. Her target as stated by the shogun of the Dark Peregrine was the pregnant woman Marleen, a humble meat merchant. Her husband and children were collateral damage.
Toxica threw the falcon into the air and it flew away to a distant land carrying the letter to her lover. The moon light in the sky penetrated the tiny patches in the forest trees above her revealing the nasty blood scattered everywhere. She sighed in exhaustion and walked towards the cabin where she had just killed the pregnant woman and her husband.
She walked into the cabin with her body still bloody wet and lit the lamps revealing the dead couple. She sat on the bed with a disoriented heart and faced the mirror. Observing her body for a second, she wiped all the blood off with the bedsheets. She opened the wardrobe and looked for clothes, she found one, a black gown, it was a pretty and expensive one that caught her eye. She was dressing when she heard a slight cough.
Surprised that the husband wasn't dead yet, she grabbed her katana which was lying on the ground and approached him to finish off.
"W..ww...wait please.." The husband struggled to stop her before she chopped his head off.
"I'm sorry about your wife and children, but I believe she offended the Black Peregrine, I'm simply a messenger sent to deliver punishment" Toxica said with her sword still raised high, guilt still flowing through her heart. The husband coughed blood hard and smiled. Toxica was dumbfounded, why would a man laugh at the front of death.
"Why though....why would the Shogun kill a pregnant woman?" Toxica asked herself, she was beginning to doubt the system. She dropped the sword and knelt low, she grabbed the dying man.
"What has your wife done?...tell me!! Tell me right now!!!! What did she do to deserve this? Tell me!!!" Toxica shook the man hard. The husband's eyes were slowly shutting down, he was about to die.
"H...here" The husband coughed again as he spit out a certain black booklet to Toxica. Toxica observed the booklet for a second with uttermost curiosity
"Leaving.... her off...offence....ww...was...Leaving!" The husband said as he breath his final breath and passed away.
"What the fuck" Toxica mumbled with her eyes widened.
"Seriously....what the fuck!"
The moonlight had already disappeared and dawn was coming. Toxica grabbed her Katana and left the Cabin. When she got outside, she clapped twice and suddenly, a thick dark cloud appeared from nowhere and filled the whole place. A few seconds later, the dark cloud disappeared leaving a horse.
She hanged her katana on her back and hopped on.
"Let's go Galiana...Hyaaa!!"
The horse neighed as it galloped away into the early morning horizon.
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GLITCH 102
BOOK ONE: Tales of the Peregrines
Chapter One: A letter to Paprika
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SPITHLAND, 500 miles off the Coast of the WORM ISLAND, BAURELIAN Continent.
A certain brothel....
The woman tore off her linen revealing her hidden beauty to Razam. Why would she not do that? Razam was the treasurer of Spithland, a big and prosperous country. He was a big man and commanded the respect of everyone and everything.
"Oh my...." Razam's eye widened as the woman walked seductively towards him. Her two oranges bouncing after each step she took.
"You like what you see uh?....wait till you fuck me" She sat on Razam and they tongue kissed. They fell deep into the moment and he enjoyed every ounce of pleasure he derived from shoving his stick up her ass. They had sex for a while whereas, Razam didn't know what was coming.
"Funny isn't it?" The woman said as she moaned in ecstasy.
"What's funny love?" Razam asked
"The human soul....no matter how locked it is can be vulnerable when it's host's guard is down." The woman said as she went harder. Razam was reaching climax.
"Exciting, a knowledgeable slut you are." Razam replied.
"A treasurer like you is guarded by seven well trained body guards of which most of them have served as a former peregrine indicating that they are no joke. However you never bring them into the brothel room....you value your privacy over your life. Now, You are already a dead man" The woman continued.
"Wait...oh shit" Razam shook as he climaxed.
The brothel woman shoved a knife from nowhere into Razam's skull brutally. The bone cracking sound was followed by a large splashing of blood and a pain filled groan. The woman pulled the Knife off his skull.
"The first strike was to your motor cortex, it disables your ability to speak or move, you can't call for help." The woman said with a smile after revealing herself as an assassin.
The strange woman proceeded to stab Razam all over his body countless time, she laughed menacingly as she did this. She stopped and slashed his throat fifteen times till only a tiny tendon was the only thing holding the head and neck together. Blood was everywhere. On the walls, on the bed, on her face. She stood up and cleaned herself. She wore her clothes and smiled.
"I did enjoy fucking you though, but I'm simply a messenger sent to deliver punishment...oh I didn't tell you my name, call me Yeeth...." She said as she walked out of the room.
She met the Razam's bodyguards outside.
"Your boss had such a good time....give him a few minutes to rest though" Yeeth was walking away when one of the guards spotted a speck of blood on her neck.
"Wait" the guard thundered out
"I'll go check him" the other one was already walking towards the door.
Yeeth immediately knew she was already busted.
"Too bad" Yeeth in a split second threw six knives at the guards throats killing them all on the spot. An experienced knife user. However the only one left alive attacked her from behind with his sword hoping to cut off her head. The sword cut through her neck like butter but she was still alive and standing. She smiled and stabbed the guard to death..
"Unlike you, I can phase"
"I tried to keep you alive, a pity you had wives and kids. But you know what they say. A curious mind is a mind ready to know death." Yeeth checked her pocket and found a cigarette. She found a lighter in the pocket of a dead body guard with which she lighted the smoke.
She puffed happily and clapped twice. Immediately, she scattered into a dark cloud and disappeared.
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THE UNITED CONTINENTAL PROTECTION FORCE HEAD QUARTERS, SPITHLAND
"Two Peregrine assassinations in two days, I always thought Baurelia was a safe place or so it seemed" Commander Mayweed expressed his disappointment as he slammed his hands on the two portraits on his desk. The two wanted portraits of Toxica and Yeeth. He was sweating profusely but he refused to clean his face.
"How dare you Toxica....how dare you invade the peace of this country." Mayweed whispered in his thoughts.
A knock on the door silenced all his thoughts and he was back in reality.
"Who is it?" He asked
"Peta sir." The knocker replied.
"Come in"
Peta entered and saluted.
"At ease soldier...."
"Sir, the Anti Peregrine squad has arrived, they await you in the meeting room." Peta said.
"Finally, the assassin hunters are here"
END of CHAPTER 1
TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2
Written By Toxica.