Dragon: The Silver Eyed Killer

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The hum of my bikes engine is the solitary comfort I am granted now as I close in on the property. My only recourse for understanding is to first violate the rules of engagement and tell the enemy I am coming. It won't matter anyway, as soon as the first victims would show up dead, they'd know it was me. I want to know the man at the top, only refered to as Riddle, he is a man who sends fear throughout the criminal world. He was my most frequent employer, but we never met face to face. The rain is rattling against my helment as I pull up to this manor's gates.

I am here.

7 months 2 weeks ago.....

"You are confusing you know?" Harry's eyes, they search me. He's become acoustomed to my arms as his sanctuary. I don't mind this new sensation.

"How is that?" I asked warmly. I just like making conversation with him, his insecurites are cute and he genuinely unsure of what he wants with me. I ruffle his hair.

"Ummm, just, I don't think I have ever seen you an any other mood since I've met you." Harry says cautiously. "I just thought maybe-" He breathes in a gentle breath. "Sorry, it's none of my bussiness." I nod and kiss his head lightly as though he were a puppy to keep safe. I am so lost with him, he has shaken my world and he has no idea.

"Don't worry about it Harry, I am not easy to offend." I'm smiling down into his hair as he snuggles to me. "I don't mind talking with you at all." I suprised myself with my own honesty and become horrified at my own lack of composure as he places a kiss on my cheek.

"I don't have much money." He says with a small smile, "Would you mind though if I-" And I watched his deep unsure breaths. "If I asked you out on a date?" Harry is almost to red not to laugh at him, instead, I lift his chin with my hand and kiss him softly. He relaxes, he loves my kisses more and more each time and I love giving him kisses. I won't fuck him until he wants me to.

"Harry, it would be my greatest pleasure to go out with you." I said once I broke the kiss. He looks at me with a smile as big as a canyon and then he hugs me in a childish way, but I am not bothered by it. He is a typical young man, jeans and a dirty white T-shirt in most cases. I let him try on some of my older suits from my teen years before I was so tall. I want him to be dressed up for my date. He seems oddly excited by the prospect of wearing my clothing. This makes me laugh.

We go out to dinner together, I know nothing of my life when I am with him. The monster I am is hidden, oddly silent and waiting patiently for me to call upon it. Harry's smiling now. He has no idea how this affects me, I feel so many things foreign to me. He's taken me to a local greek resturant and offered to pay. He is proud, so I don't attempt to offer money to him. He's laughing about something, but I am not sure what, because I am tingling from the laugh. He is so beautifuly innocent. I want to make love to him in the ways that he wants, uncaring of my own needs.

"What do you think?" He smiles as he eats some pasta.

"It's nicer than I usually eat, Harry." I give my best smile.

"I'm glad." He says so lightly I nearly miss it, he blushes violently

We leave after eating and casual conversation, he is so happy. He is telling me some kind of joke and I can't help but laugh because his soft lips tickled my ear when he whispered it. I hug him to my side as we walk back to my apartment. He has been staying there more often.


I enter the manor's main house. I know my target doesn't know I am coming here. If I have any luck, he'll think I am dead. I grab my gun from my right coat pocket. I left my bike running, this won't take long at all. I smirk as I reach his office completely unimpeaded. Surely he is smarter than this, but then again, this is why I had picked him to be my alert to the rest of the slime, he's an easy mark. I open the door, my face angry and my eyes glaring.

"Nott, I have a bone to pick with you when she's done with that one." My voice is cold and direct. He sits up in his desk chair.

Theordore Nott is a wonderful mark, he is a bottom feeder. The buissness if it was honest, these were the ones that did all the heavy lifting, though from the oral sex Nott was recieving just now, he was in know condition to lift even his hand on her head. He had been my contact for jobs for Mr. Riddle for the last year and a half. Theo, he wasn't anyone special, but I pitted him for second before I swept the room. He looks at me, mortal fear in his eyes, clearly, I was supposed to be dead.

He excuses his whore.

"Call Riddle." I say coldly. My gun inches from his right eye.

"O-o-o-k" He stutters. His fingers shake as he punches buttons. My eyes remember the numbers he dials, I'll want them for later. The phone rings and someone angry picks it up.

"Do you know how late it is Nott?!"

While Nott was distracted I found a couple of sharp ink pens and held them in my left hand. My pity for Nott gone with the sound of Riddle's angry voice.

"Now, put your hands on the desk, Nott!" I barked the command more for Riddle's benefit.

He's shaking as his hands are in front of him, the flesh clean pale and fully exposed. I drive a pen in the center of each hand, effectively pinning my victim to his desk.

"OH GOD AHHHHHHHH!" Nott's screams are pleasant for me. Riddle should be unable to stop listening.

"Close your eye's Nott," I walk to the side of his dest to get a better look at his neck. I pull out my favorite knife. "Tell the devil that Dragon sent you."

"No ple-" But he can't finish because his head is now sitting severed between his penned hands. My knife drenched in his blood. I smirk at my handy work.

"I'm coming for you soon Riddle, I have a few stops to make first." I speak into the speaker phone. He tries to bark at me but I hang up the phone. He can speak when he begs for me to spare him.

I am coming, they know.

I'm a fury they haven't known before, they never should have touched Harry.

End Chapter 2
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A/N: Just something I am fidgeting with. Love reviews, but updates may come at weird times.