Intent to Kill

About conquering an enemy.

A sliver of golden flickering light falls across the floor and onto the bed, exposing the bane of my existence, the cause of the burning, eternal hatred in my heart. A hatred so deep it penetrates the very bowls of my life form, the largest crack in a very broken soul. 

I feel no remorse as I approach the prone figure, her measured breaths expanding and diminishing her chest flowing with air that will soon be replaced by the fires of hell. She'll be in her proper place soon enough, and will I feel guilt when she is gone? Not a bit. Justice doesn't hold with such petty emotions as mercy, and neither shall I. I have no time for such things. 

Her face brings back such strong feelings of detest. So devious an enemy, now so peaceful and vulnerable as if practically waiting for my blade. I can only envision the devastation she has caused and the chaos she has tried to create. My hand trembles as I lust for her blood, to see the light fade from her eyes and the horror as she realizes that I have won. I strike, unable to control my hunger. 

Her eyes snap open and she opens her maw to shriek. Nothing but a gurgle accompanied by a drip of blood. A sick grin caresses my face, the shock on her face and the obvious that she hadn't expected that she, oh wonderful she could die. The little horror I felt was dwarfed to the wretched satisfaction of her death, and being the one to deliver her.  Crimson blood flows from the wound and her mouth, staining the satin white sheets a disgusting burgundy. The tyrant was dead. 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[compositionc]

The story was very short, but it was full of...just...strength.
The word choice was excellent. Each word fits in perfectly, and together they work beautifully. The subject was a little touchy. You don't know what the girl did to hurt the killer. I think if we had a stronger idea, it would help justify the kill. What did she do to deserve to die? It wasn't justified, so it sounded like he was being the tyrant.
Overall, it's an interesting, thought provoking write. I liked it.
(Of course, I do like murder, so that doesn't say much.)

[bluessadmood]

Thats was nice ,i ve imagined so many who sounded like real devils in my life
they hurt a lot ,injure your feelings with no regret at all,so i come to bed and dream
just like this..like justice to take course in my court,has to suffer deep and hurt
hurt so much to cry for mercy he will never get..hell is where you belong
even there you may not have a vacancy,you will look everywhere
for a shelter you will never find,tears will flow to no count
and you beg ,on knees and all,and say please again and again
a mercy you will never find,you will never be happy again ,ever
lovely write..

[J Todd Underhill]

Though this story was short and did not give us much to work with, I did like the write. I like the writing style showed here. from a technical stand point I would like to say that the formatting on this one made it very hard to read, as I had to keep scrolling side to side to read this work. It made me stop and think if I really wanted to spend the time doing so. I even dropped out of it before changing my mind on it, and returning to read this posting. It's something that should be an easy fix, and would be more inviting to some readers.