《Bump in the Night》


 Chapter 1 - Serial

    Walking down a dark street during the middle of the night is a gorgeous woman. Bright crimson hair, light hazel eyes, wide hips with a lot of junk in her trunk; She was the fantasy of many of her students.


    She was talking on her recently bought telephone with her sister paying little to no attention to her surroundings. Including the man in black clothes following behind her silently. Everytime she would laugh so would the man following behind her, though she was laughing at a joke and he was laughing at her future.


    She spent another ten minutes walking and talking along the dark city side walk. Eventually she turned right on to another street, once again this one had no street lights lighting the way for late night walkers. Two houses down the city block the red-headed woman walked down a small side walk towards a boring looking house. The house had cream siding all up and down its walls, dark brown hard wood doors.


    The woman ended her call the instant she stepped on the first step, a perfect situation for the dark clothed man following her. As the crimson haired woman un-locked her door the man slowly and silently walked up on her. Right as she was walking the man grabbed her around her mounth shoved a gun into her back and walked her through the door way.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.


    Once inside the house the man took her house keys and locked the front door of the house. After that he turned towards the woman who was trying her run away, but he odviously couldnt allow that and he shot his silenced gun right at her leg. This made the woman trip which allowed the man to leisurely walk towards her with extreme confidence.


    " Why are you doing this? I havent done anything to you I swear. "


    The woman barely managed to speak out between her cries and tears. At her spoken words the man just pulled off his hood and laughed. When he spoke his voice was emotionless like it came from the deepest layers of hell.


    " I dont know why I do this hun, I just know I enjoy it. "


    After that the man pulled out a rag and gagged the womans mouth, allowing her no more questions. Once she was gagged the man rolled up his sleeves and started doing the thing he most enjoyed in his life. He started violently beating the beautiful woman with his bare fists. He didnt aim anywhere special all he did was rain down blow after blow onto the womans body. After an hour the man stopped, mainly because the woman was dead, but also because he no longer gained pleasure from humiliating her corpse.


    Since he was done beating her the man stripped the woman cleaned her body of blood, dressed her in new clean clothes, and then he lifted her limp body he carried her upstairs to her body and layed her in a peaceful position. After that the man called a friend who would burn the clothes in his next arson case. Once he was done with his post murder process the man put on his hood unlocked the door walked out of the house re locked it and then he walked away.

 Chapter 2 - Vigilante

    Inside the back room of a brightly lit loud dance club filled to the brim with young, drunk, high youthful men and women grinding all over each other.


    In a room away from all the chaos of the dance floor.


    " Sorry boss we dont know whats happened to Johnson, Brandon, and Smith. They were probably done in by the same scum bag who has been hunting all of your men. "


    " Did the product at least get delivered? "


    " No boss, we dont have any idea what happened. Let alone the product we didnt find anything to say it was there in the first place. "


    Right as the " boss " was going to give out more instructions repeated loud bullet shots sounded out, clearly fired from a fast firing gun. Seconds after the bullet fire stopped many loud shouts from young men and women. Each shout contained massive amounts of dispair and fear, clearly none of the youngsters thought they would live.


    The boss jumped up from his chair, flipped over a table, and then he pulled out a sub machine guns from a secret floor vault. Along with three other guns there were multiple boxes of ammo to the guns inside of the vault. After that the boss waited along with the three guards inside of the room with him. This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    Three minutes later the cacophany of youthful screams of terror ended, clearly all the club go-ers were murdered or escaped.


    One minute later a faint sound similar to a boot stepping on a puddle came down the hallway. When the stepping sound stopped a light knocking sound sounded out on the door to the bosses room.


    Before the knocking stopped all three of the guards along with the boss opened fire on the door.


    Each of them emptied half a clip into the door before stopping to see if the attacker was dead.


    Unfortunately for them they couldnt get that lucky. Standing in the door way was a man with black stringy hair, pale white skin, bloodshot eyes, and tattered clothes. The black clothes were tattered because of the dozens of ullets unloaded into them.


    The man seemed to not even notice the many shots fired at him, all he did was raise the two loaded guns he was holding and fired them. He shot each of the men in the room while being shot himself. After he killed the men, the black haired fellow dropped the guns, laughed insanely, and then he pulled out a phone and dialed a number.


    " Hello sir, I followed the lead you gave me and eliminated the gang boss, and some civilians. Please take of the clean up for me. "


    The man didnt wait for an answer. Instead he crushed the phone like bread and then walked off while laughing, not minding the hundreds of dead bodies or gallons of blood.

 Chapter 3 - Water Burial

    On a rusty old boat floating in the middle of an ocean is a black clothed man, beside him is a family of humans made up of a father, mother, two sons, and one daughter. The father was an average looking fellow with brown hair, brown eyes, and pasty white skin, it was clear he worked in an office all day. The mother was a bombshell of a beauty, short raven black hair, clear blue eyes, and smooth white skin, a clear gothic beauty. Both of the boys had tan skin with decent muscles likely from playing competitive team sports. They clearly had more of their fathers genes with brown hair and eyes, though they had the pointed nose of their mother. The daughter looked so different from her parents that it wouldn''t be a surprise if she was adopted. She had bright blond hair with red highlights, her eyes were an icey blue that could peirce someones soul, she also had a petite athletic body unlike her parents, who were both unhealthy and slightly chubby.


    The black clothed man was an uncomfortable 6'' 5" tall, he had hulking muscles that couldn''t be achieved without picking up and putting down weights millions of times. Other than his deathly white skin one couldn''t see any other distinguishing features.


    " Why . . . . why  . . . are you doing this? We . . didn''t do anything to you. "


    " Shut up you stuttering bitch. "


    After the black clothed man yelled at the young blonde who stuttered out of fear he got back to tying the feet of the family up. He was doing a simple sailors knot called a bowline, ironically the knot is ofter used to rescue people. When he was done tying the family up individually the man tied all the ropes together. When that was over the man slowly struggled to pull the family of five over the the end of the boat. All the while the family was crying out silent tears, likely thinking over earlier lessons for getting to loud. The only one who wasn''t crying was the father who despite seeming like the one with the weakest will was the one holding the family together, litterally. His knot was the main one to hold all the other family members knots.


    " Please, let us go, we swear we won''t tell anyone. "


    " Heh sure, and I''m the pope. The thing is everybody lies, I bet you would be snitching before you even went to the hospital. "


    " PLEASE WE SWEAR! "


    When the mother screamed out the black clothed man reached over and smacked her upside the head. When one of the boys saw this he tried jumping at the man to tackle him. Unfortunately for him he failed. Surprisingly though the man didn''t attack the boy. He probably didn''t attack the kid for the same reason he killed people. Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    " At least tell us why, please. "


    It seemed the father had given up all hope, instead he wanted a reason for his death that wasn''t a simple reason as a crazy man attacked them for know reason. The father truly wanted to believe that his family weren''t victims of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.


    " Heh, alright I''ll be nice. "


    Despite being a sadistic freak, the black clothed man showed a moment of mercery hinting that maybe he wasn''t a true sociopath.


    " When I was young I once came to this " beautiful vacation island " with my family. We laughed, we played, we had fun all until we were kidnapped by some guy. We didn''t know him, he didn''t know us, the only thing that connected us was the fact that we were on the same god damn island. "


    When he said that the man realeased a chuckle that seemed to contain true delight.


    " After that he held us on an old boat not unlike this one. He raped my mother and sister while me and my father watched. My brother was killed earlier on for trying to escape. He didn''t help us by the way, no he left us to rot. Anyway, when that bastard finally got bored he made me kill my sister. You wanna know how? "


    The family didn''t answer and instead just stared at the mans eyes. Despite having been kept captive by him they hadn''t actually seen his eyes, until that moment. What they saw scared them less than their inevitable death, it truly made them fear that their sold would be held and tortured for all eternity.


    " The kidnapper made me rip my sister apart peice by peice with nothing but my mouth. He told me that any meat I didn''t eat would be made up by mother''s. Of course I ended up throwing up, this lead to me eating most of my mother''s stomach area. Hehehe, eventually when my mom and sister were dead that guy killed my dad, he then tied the bodies up and threw them into the ocean, kind of like what''s about to happen to you guys. Fun right? "


    The family were still staring in fear at the man''s eyes not giving any response.


    " I know I''m handsome but you don''t have to stare. I swear all you kidnappes are the same, so rude. Anyway I''ll skip the boring bits, after the bastard discarded of my family''s bodies he kept me around. He trained me to start doing his boring work. Kidnapping, drugging, tying up, cleaning up, just average menial things. At first I hated it but after seeing the pain and suffering of those, I realized  . . . . I loved it. So to cut a long story short, I killed that guy and took over his buisness, been killing here for years. "


    After that the man didn''t wait for a response and threw the boulder into the ocean which was soon followed by the family of five. The last sight to greet the family''s eyes were the man''s cold, dark, souless eyes. Well they couldn''t be called truly souless and instead were filled with the despiar, hatred, and fear of the hundreds of families he killed.


    When the family eventually drowned a green light seemed to float into the man''s eye''s causing him to smile.


    " Guess I''l have to ask him to get me information for another family, I''m just on to much of a roll and can''t stop. "


    Saying that the man pulled out a phone and dialed a familiar number.