.:Don't Blackout:.Velvetsuga
Damn it. These were far from a clean kill.
The dark haired male thought as he looked down at his glove-covered hands. They were dripping blood and he watched them drip for a few moments. Watching as the blood hit the floor. It was unreal to him that he was starting to enjoy killing people. A part of him that was growing with the power of the fox. For when he first started killing people that he was assigned to by his brothers, he never thought that it would unleash the beast inside of him. His hands shook as he started to think about it and then he closed his fists tightly. No. He could fight this. He didnât have to give into the fox and he knew that. He was fine all these months without trying to eat someoneâs heart.
Ever since he found out about his âgiftâ he had read what the Gumiho was born to do. Born to seduce people in order to kill them and eat their heart. His other brothers were lucky as they were just a dragon and a trickster spirit. He on the other hand was a monster that should be put far away from society. Jaejoong reached down to fix his victims into different spots. He had to use his strength for this or else it would catch on that it was someone using martial arts to kill.
Of course he could just put a bullet into their heads, but that caused even more of a risk. Guns did nothing but cause more trouble. Jaejoong thought as he threw the person across the room. He hated doing this part. It was tedious to try to fix the bodies for the police. Perhaps the first few times he done this it wasnât that tedious, but he couldnât remember.
Once the bodies were placed the dark haired male climbed out of the window. Grabbing on to the edge of the window to pull it down to shut as he got out, and then he grabbed on to the edge of the outside window to pull him up. As he did that he went to the top of the roof. Jumping over the side he stopped to feel the cool rush of the wind wrap around him and hit his back. Closing his eyes and his hair brushing past him in the direction.
Opening his eyes, the masked man ran to end of the roof to jump to the next one. Using his strength to jump from rooftop to rooftop for a few blocks. He loved jumping on the rooftops. Being somewhere where no one could reach them even if they wanted to. It was momentary bliss.
It came to an end as he neared an alleyway. He jumped down on to a fire escape and then from the fire escape down on to the ground. By this point he didnât bother with the ladder and just let the few moments of his ankles hurting go by. It was quicker. Quicker meant that he could go home sooner instead of being out here where people were constantly going to and from places. Even at four oâclock in the morning on a jet black night like this. There were always a few people.
Looking down at his clothes Jaejoong knew that he had to be picked up. There was no way that he was going to go out in public with dried blood still on his clothes. Taking out his phone the male started to text his brother, Jihoon, to send his bodyguards over for him.Â
