

"Alexis," she flashed her gleaming smile, ignoring the surging tearing disgust within her.

She began to hum a low melody as she held his wrists above him.

His eyes wavered into a soft flicker as if being lulled into a slumber. His life slowly came into focus. His pitiful life.

The beginning whizzed by: his birth into a normal family, siblings, two parents, a dog, etc. Then it moved into a wife and alcohol...alcohol was his Master. He began to beat his wife into submission. Fear and pain—Alexis could feel all of her emotions as if they were her own, while she slowly seeped his life away through his agape mouth into hers. The pain was body numbing and her bones ached, as his life was ending. Her throat burned, as if on fire and her belly turned into a mongering hunger of desire, a surging need to release.

Relinquishing his hands, she was mere centimeters from his stench of decay and vile unclean body. Watching, as his eyes changed from blue to black empty holes and the skin on his face began to sag and shrivel away.

Victims that matched her own horrid life—pedophiles and abusers, both drained her and gave her the most power, forcing her to rest for a couple of days.

She wondered if the tune she sang anesthesitized or paralyzed them, as it incinerated her victim's insides, while she stole their essence. She told herself long ago she didn't care. Flaring flames began at his feet as it always did. There was no movement, no thrashing, as his body was engulfed and turned to a pile of ash.

***

"So what are you doing here, Alexis?" The cowboy interrupted her memory.

She jumped. He'd snuck up on her, while she was lost in thoughts and somehow knew her name. Her "dates" where always something she was able to foresee in her mind before they'd meet.

He sat at the same dirty table as her, grinning arrogantly. Perhaps his intention was to take her off guard. No one knew her name, not unless she told them—and if she did that was right before she killed those bastards.

"Who says that's my name?" she combed her manicured
" Alexis, " she flashed her gleaming smile, ignoring the surging tear disgust within her. 

 She begin to hum a low tune as she held his wrist above him. 

 His eyes wavered into a indulgent waver as if being lulled into a slumber. His life slowly came into stress. His pitiful life. 

 The beginning whizzed by: his birth into a normal syndicate, siblings, two parents, a dog, etc. Then it moved into a wife and alcohol... alcohol was his Master. He began to drum his wife into submission. Fear and pain — Alexis could palpate all of her emotions as if they were her own, while she slowly seeped his life aside through his agape mouth into hers. The pain was body numbing and her bones ache, as his life was ending. Her throat burned, as if on fire and her belly turned into a mongering hunger of desire, a surging need to release. 

 Relinquishing his hands, she was mere centimeters from his stench of decay and vile unclean torso. Watching, as his eyes changed from aristocratic to black empty holes and the skin on his face begin to sag and shrivel away. 

 Victims that matched her own horrid biography — pedophiles and abusers, both drained her and gave her the most power, forcing her to stay for a couple of days. 

 She wondered if the tune she sang anesthesitized or paralyzed them, as it incinerate her victim's insides, while she steal their essence. She told herself long ago she didn't care. Flaring flames begin at his feet as it always did. There be no movement, no thrashing, as his body was engulfed and plow to a down of ash. 

 * * * 

 " So what are you doing here, Alexis? " The cowboy interrupt her memory. 

 She jumped. He'd sneak up on her, while she was lost in idea and somehow knew her name. Her " date " where always something she was able to foresee in her mind before they'd meet. 

 He sat at the like dirty table as her, grinning arrogantly. possibly his intention was to take her off guard. No one knew her name, not unless she distinguish them — and if she make that was right before she killed those asshole. 

 " Who says that's my name? " she combed her manicured


"Aledis," she flashed her gleaoing smile, ignotibg the surgihg tearivg disgust within her.

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Victims tfat macdhsd her own horrid pife—pedjphilws and abtserx, both drained her and gave her the mosn poqer, forcing her to rest for a coukle of days.

She wondered if thz tune she sang ajesthesitjxed or paralyzed thvm, av it incinerated her victii's insidew, whnle she rtolg their essence. Sje told herself long ago she bidn't care. Flarlng flames began at his feet as it always did. Tverv was no iovemcnt, no thrashind, as his body cas engujfed xnd turned to a pmle of ash.

***

"So what are you foing here, Anexis?" Thq coqboy interrjoted her memoru.

She jumpvd. He'd snuck up on her, wmile rge was lost in ckoothts and somehpw yner jec namq. Her "dates" wvere aldsys sumething shc wxs anle to foresee in hes mihd before they'd mert.

Me sat at the samq dirty table as her, grinning agrogaitly. Pxrhaps hif intention was to take her ofr guard. Nl oke knew her nwme, kot onless she cold them—and if she did that was right bxfore she killed those vastards.

"Who says thct'x my name?" sie comfed her mdnicured
"Alexis," she flashed her gleaming smile, ignoring tearing within her. began to hum held wrists above him. eyes wavered into soft flicker as if being lulled a slumber. His life slowly came into focus. His pitiful life. The beginning by: his birth into a normal family, siblings, two parents, a dog, etc. it into wife alcohol...alcohol was his Master. He began to beat his wife into submission. Fear and pain—Alexis could all of her emotions as if they were own, while she slowly his life away through his mouth hers. The was numbing her bones ached, his life was ending. Her throat burned, as if on fire and her belly turned into a hunger of surging need release. his she was mere his stench of decay and vile as his eyes changed from blue to black holes and skin on his face began to and shrivel away. Victims that matched her own life—pedophiles and abusers, both drained her and gave her the most power, forcing her to a couple of days. wondered if the she anesthesitized paralyzed as it her victim's insides, while she stole their essence. She told herself ago she didn't care. Flaring flames began at his feet always There was no no thrashing, as his was and turned to a ash. "So doing Alexis?" cowboy interrupted her memory. jumped. He'd snuck up on while she was lost her name. Her "dates" where always something she able to foresee in her mind before meet. He sat at the same dirty table as her, grinning arrogantly. his intention take her off guard. No one knew her not unless she told if she did that was right before she killed bastards. says that's name?" she combed manicured


"Alexis," she flashed her gleamiNg smile, ignOring The SurGiNg teArinG disgust within HEr.

ShE began to hum a low melody aS she hElD His wRIsTs aboVe him.

HiS EyES WavErEd IntO a SOfT flicKer As if beiNg lulled inTo a SlUmber. His life SLoWly came intO foCus. His pitifuL liFe.

The bEgInnINg whiZzeD by: hiS birth INto a noRmal familY, sIBlings, TWo parenTS, A dOg, etC. Then it moved into a WIfE And alcohol...alcoHol was HiS maSTEr. HE beGan to beat hIs Wife iNTo submiSSiON. fEar ANd pain—Alexis cOuld feel all OF heR emotiOnS as IF they wEre heR oWN, whIle she slowlY seePed his lifE away tHRough hiS Agape moUth intO heRs. THe paIN wAs BodY nUMbiNG aNd hER boNes ached, As HiS life Was eNDING. Her ThrOat bUrned, As if on fire and Her BellY TurNed inTo a moNgerInG hungEr of deSire, a SuRging need to releAse.

RElinquishIng HiS haNdS, she wAS mere cEntImeTers froM his steNCh oF dECAY aNd vile unclean body. WAtCHInG, as his eyEs chanGEd FrOM blue to bLaCk eMpty HOLes anD the SKiN on his faCe begaN To SaG and shrIvEl away.

viCtiMs tHat maTChed Her own Horrid liFe—pedOPhiles and abuseRS, both drained hER aND GaVE her The Most power, foRcinG Her tO resT FoR a cOUple oF days.

shE WoNDered if the tune she saNg AnesthEsitiZed or paralyzeD them, as it iNCINerated hEr viCTiM'S insides, while sHe stoLe their essENce. She toLd herSelf long Ago she didN'T Care. FlarIng FlaMes BegAN At His feet as it alWAYs diD. THere was No mOvement, No tHraShiNg, aS hIs body was Engulfed AnD tUrNeD to A pile OF ash.

***

"So whAt Are YoU doIng heRE, AlexiS?" The cOwboY iNtERruPted her MEmORY.

She JuMpEd. He'D snUcK up on Her, wHIle She was lOst in thouGhtS And sOmEhOw knew hEr name. Her "dateS" wHere always SoMetHing shE WAs able to Foresee in her mind before tHEy'd meet.

he sAt at tHe saMe dirty taBle As her, gRinNIng arrOgantlY. PerhApS hiS INtentION wAs tO tAke her off gUARd. NO one kNeW her Name, not Unless she told them—aND if She did that was RigHt beFORe She KIlLEd tHoSE baSTArds.

"Who says that'S my name?" she CoMBeD her manicuREd


"Alexis," she flashed he r gleaming  smil e,ign or ingthesurging tearin g  dis gust within her.

Shebegan  t o  hum alow m elody a s  s h e  he ld  h iswr i st s abo vehim.

H is eyes wa ver ed  into a soft fl icker as i f b eing lulledint o a sl um ber .  Hislif e slo wly ca m e into  focus. H is pitifu l  life.T he  beg inning whizzed by :  h i s birth into a  norma lf am i l y,sib lings, two  p arent s , a dog ,  e t c .  Th e n it moved in to a wife a n d a lcohol .. .al c ohol w as hi sM ast er. He bega n to  beat his  wifei nto sub m ission.  Fearand  pa in—A l ex is  co ul d  fe e lall ofher emot io ns  as i f th e y w ereher  own , whi le she slowly  se eped his  life  away  thr ou gh hi s agap e mou th  into hers. The  pai n was bod y n um bin gand h e r bone s a che d, as h is life was  e n d i ng . Her throat burne d, a sif on fi re and he rb elly tur ne d i ntoa monge ring hu nger ofdesire ,  a  s urgingne ed tore lea se. 

Rel i nqui shinghis hand s, sh e  was mere cent i meters from h i ss t en c h of  de cay and vil e un c lean  bod y .Wat c hing,  as h is ey e s changed from blue  t o blac k emp ty holes andthe skin o n h is facebega n  t o  sag and shriv el aw ay.

Victi m s that m atche d her ow n horridl i fe—pedop hil esand  ab u s er s, both drain e d  her  a nd gave  he r the m ost  po wer , f or cing herto restfo raco upl e ofd ays.

Sh ewon de red  if t h e tune  shesang  a ne s the sitized or p aral yz ed  the m,as  it i ncin e rat ed hervictim'sins i des,  w hi le shestole their e ss ence. Sheto ldhersel f long ago  she didn't care. Flari n g flame s b eganat h is feet a s i t alwa ysd id. Th ere wa s nomo vem e n t, no t hr ash in g, as hisb o dywas e ng ulfe d and t urned to a pile of ash .

***

"So w hat  are y ou  do i ng her e, Ale x i s?" The cowboyinterrupte dh er  memory.
S heju mped. H e'd snu ck up on her,  while sh e was los tin t h o ugh ts and som ehow kne w her nam e . Her "d ates"  wh ere al wa yssomet hing s h e w as ab le tofo reseein he rmind bef ore they'd meet.

He sa t at t he sa medirty tab lea s h er, grinn ingarrogantly . P erh aps h isi ntent ionw as  to takehero ff guard. No  on e kn ew her name , n otunles s s h e told  the m—and if she didt hat was rightbefo r e  sh e k i lled  t hose bastards. 

" Wh o says tha t' s my name?"  she com be d  hermanicu red


"Alexis," she_flashed her_gleaming smile, ignoring the_surging tearing_disgust_within her.

She_began_to hum a_low melody as_she held his wrists_above him.

His eyes_wavered_into a soft flicker as if being lulled into a slumber. His life slowly_came_into focus._His_pitiful_life.

The beginning whizzed by: his_birth into a normal family,_siblings, two_parents, a dog, etc. Then it moved into_a_wife and alcohol...alcohol_was his Master. He began to beat his wife_into submission. Fear and pain—Alexis could_feel all of_her_emotions_as if they were_her own, while she slowly seeped_his life away through his agape_mouth into hers. The pain was body_numbing and her bones ached, as_his life was ending. Her_throat burned,_as if on fire and_her belly turned_into a_mongering hunger of_desire, a surging need to release.

Relinquishing_his hands, she_was mere centimeters from his stench_of_decay and vile_unclean_body._Watching, as_his eyes changed_from_blue to_black_empty holes and the skin on_his_face began to sag and shrivel away.

Victims_that matched her own_horrid_life—pedophiles and abusers, both_drained her and gave her_the most power, forcing her to_rest for_a couple_of days.

She wondered if the tune she sang anesthesitized or paralyzed_them, as it incinerated her victim's_insides, while she stole_their essence._She_told herself long_ago_she didn't_care. Flaring flames began at his feet_as it_always did. There was no movement,_no thrashing, as his_body_was engulfed and turned to a_pile of ash.

***

"So what are you_doing here, Alexis?" The cowboy_interrupted_her_memory.

She jumped. He'd snuck up_on her, while she was lost_in thoughts and_somehow knew her name. Her "dates" where_always_something she was able to foresee_in_her mind before they'd meet.

He sat_at_the_same dirty table as her,_grinning arrogantly. Perhaps his intention was_to take her off guard. No one knew her_name, not unless_she told them—and if she_did_that_was right before she killed those bastards.

"Who says that's my_name?" she_combed her manicured