#proxy slicer

Slicer had shut and locked the door to her room. She rubbed her head and got out of the dress. ‘Really glad that most of the blood got on the dress.’ She thought as she got a wipe and rubbed off the extra dry blood on her body. Once she was done, she grabbed a large t-shirt, her favorite hoodie, and pants. She looked in the mirror and sighed. ‘Man I’m a total mess.’ Grabbing her hairbrush, she started to brush her knotted, oily, hair. When she was nearly done, she could hear Hunter and Lyr talking. She finished up quickly and placed her ear against the door. Slicer could only make out a few words but nothing too serious until her heard Lyr say something about how she looks at Hunter. ‘Wait, he can’t mean…’ Her face became a bright red. Lyr couldn’t have known, she’s never told anyone, not even her best friends! Slicer started to freak out and pace the room. Lyr shouldn’t know that she has feelings for Hunter. She knew that if her boss found out she’d be done for. “Oh what am I going to do?...”

About an hour or two later, Slicer stumbled into the church, covered in blood. When Hunter heard her come in, he went to go greet her. “I’M BAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!” She shouted, throwing her blood covered heels onto the ground. Once she saw Hunter she wrapped her arms around him and leaned against him. “S-Slicer? What happened, you’re covered head to toe in blood!” She buried her face into his chest. “The guy wouldn’t stop moving…Plus I think he drugged me…” She slurred and started losing her balance. Hunter kept her on her feet and helped her onto one of the benches. “I’ll go get you something to drink okay?” He let go of her and went to go get a water bottle for her, until he heard a loud thud. Slicer moaned in pain and held her head. Lyr tried not to laugh at her drunkenness. “Lyr can you go and help her please?” Hunter asked as he grabbed a water and a blanket. “Yea, yea.” He replied, walking over to Slicer and helping her back onto the bench. Hunter wrapped her up in the blanket and poured some of the water onto a washrag. “Were you hurt?” He asked, wiping the blood off of her face. Slicer shook her head slowly and closed her eyes. “Man that must’ve been one hell of a date-rape drug to make her pass out this quickly.” Lyr sighed, scratching the back of his head. “At least she wasn’t hurt, that’s all that matters.” Hunter finished wiping the blood off of her face. “Why do you think she had so much blood around her mouth? Think she bit his-” “S-Slicer wouldn’t do that!” Hunter cut Lyr off and glared at him. “However, you do make a good point. How did she get so much blood on her? She usually just goes for an easy clean kill, not something this sloppy.” Hunter looked down to the sleeping drunk killer who was curled up into a ball on the bench. “Well we’ll ask her in the morning. I’m going to bed. Night love bird.” Hunter whipped his head around to Lyr. Before he could yell at him, Lyr walked off to one of the rooms. Hunter shook his head and sat next to Slicer. She looked so peaceful sleeping, which made Hunter smile. But that smile faded quickly. Why was he smiling? Hell, why was he so happy just to be around her? Was he… No he couldn’t be. He shook his head and got up, heading to his room to get some sleep.

A few minutes later, Slicer comes back out wearing an orange wig, a short dark blue dress, black heels, and make-up. “Ugh, I really hate going after date-rapists. I always have to dress up so slutty.” Hunter giggled. “Well at least you’re getting rid of them.” She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Mind helping me zip this stupid dress up?” He got down from the table and walked over to her. As he zipped up her dress, he couldn’t help but think how beautiful she looked and what a shame it was that he had to zip her dress up instead of taking it off. Once that went through his head, his face turned bright red and he looked away. “T-There you go.” He said, rubbing the back of his head. ‘W-Why the hell did I think of that?! Ugh…I’m really glad I’m wearing my mask right now, it’d be too embarrassing for her to see my face this red.’ He thought. Slicer giggled and hugged him. “Thank you dear. I’ll call you if I need help okay?” He hugged her back. “A-Alright...” Slicer let go of him and left the church. As the doors closed Lyr, Hunter’s partner and friend, poked his head out from the podium and looked over at Hunter. “Well now, seems you really like her in such a short dress.” Hunter whipped his head around and glared at him. “S-Shut up! It’s not bad to admire a woman wearing a nice dress.” Lyr laughed. “I never said it was bad thing Hunter. But maybe those thoughts running through your head are pretty bad.” Hunter turned away from him. “I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Lyr walked up to him and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. “Hunter, every man will have at least one dirty thought about a pretty girl in a short pretty dress. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Hunter glared at Lyr. “I’m a gentleman, so I don’t have those types of thoughts, unlike you.” Lyr just laughed and patted his back. “Whatever you say man!”

Slicer rolled over and looked at him. “Then I’m going to have to stay a killer then.” He looked at her, confused. Slicer smiled tiredly. “Because I want to spend my life with you, even if that means being a killer for the rest of my life…”