The darkness in all of us

“...But don’t worry. I’ll let you leave if you entertain me first.”

Damnit who snitched on me

“Oh! Hey Susie- you know I always have time for you and girltalk. You know where to find some beer? Joey drank the good shit last night.”

‘Have a little more patience’ they always said back at home in that insufferably quiet town. ‘Fate will show you where to go even if you don’t realise it’. Every so often Julie thought about those things her friends had said, and how she’d come to be a part of the group. no-

The Legion. 

The proper name deserved to be used and respected when referring to the others, even in passing. Even if she’d never meant to get this far involved- never meant to become a murderer until her eyes were closed and at the demand of the others... The first real taste of unbidden freedom, at the cost of a human life. The slick wetness of deep crimson coating fingers and under nails was a memory that bubbled to the surface unbidden.

Helping Susie follow suit, despite her protests.

Was it cruel to force such a thing on her? Susie felt conflicted at the time. Frank had lead them so masterfully before, never once being caught or seen even when the paint was still wet on walls left behind. Joey was always quick to follow the ringleader of them all but they always forgot one thing.

If it wasn’t for her, none of them would of stuck around long enough to be the Legion. Frank bonded them together as one, but Julie made him stay long enough to commit them all to secrecy and a life of defiance. Now though, Julie only felt content. Free from her quiet life, revelling in the fear of those she was contracted to kill for the entity’s bloodsport. What it was for in the end never really mattered- only that the 4 of them were together in their masks and knives in hand ready to fight whatever looked their direction.

In this case, it was her turn to hunt. Track down the ones condemned to die by her hands, contract written in blood and pained cries when the bite of steel found its mark against yielding and unwilling flesh. 

It might of been an accident to come here but in this realm they were more than Julie could ever of hoped for. Almost like vengeful gods, exacting revenge for slights that hadn’t occurred just yet- but they would.