Sickness Series: Killers (Part 2)
Title: Sickness Series: Killers (PART 2)
Pairings: Ori3
Summary: What lies behind those oh so nice, sweet, charming, elite, highly paid kids who together they live under a huge mansion are faces of serial killers.
Notes: This one is split into two parts cause I have a scene of each of them so yes, SIX MURDER SCENES TO EXPERIENCE AND WATCH! 8D and this fic is kind of disguisting so please don't read it before you eat kay? ^^
WARNINGS: please please pleaseeee don't read this before you eat.... =w=
Cross posted at AFF.
Part 1: http://akaipenguin.livejournal.com/21286.html
Tiffany opened the box with her name on it. It was beautifully wrapped in a white box with a blood red ribbon on it. There was a poppy flower in it and she admired it. It looked really pretty. She searched through the box and found a card. On it was a number.
033190 Call me~ ^^
And so she did.
"Tut tut. Tut tut. Hello. Welcome to Dead Florist Shop. For English press 1. For Korean press 2. For Japanese press..."
Tiffany pressed 2 without listening to the end.
A song played. 'To buy flowers press 1. To send flowers press 2. To enquire who sent flowers press 3. To en..."
She pressed 3 without listening to the end yet again.
The same song played. "For a English speaking telemarketer press 1. Korean speaking telemarketer press 2. For Japanese press 3. If you want to..."
She refused to listen to the end and pressed 2.
"If you are Tiffany, press 6."
She froze.
"I repeat, if you are Tiffany press 6."
She hung up and stared at her phone. It began ringing and she rushed to it, answering the call.
"I'm sorry but the line was disturbed. If you are Tiffany press 6."
She threw her phone across her room and shook in her bed.
Her phone rang. And rang. And rang. In fact it wouldn't stop ringing for half an hour! When it finally stopped she waited another 10 minutes, then she crawled to her phone.
She looked at it and wide eyed. There was not on number on the scene saying how many missed calls she had, not even a single digit of the caller and not even the amount of missed calls. As she tried to think the logic -with what little brain power she had after the shock- which came to the fact of hallucination, her house phone rang.
"H-Hello?"
"Hi! I'm Son Gikwang calling from the florist downtown and I was wondering if you received the flowers?"
"Florist downtown?"
"Yes, I believe Poppies were sent to you?"
"Poppies..."
"Yes, is something wrong?"
"N-No. Er, can you help me check who erm, sent it to me?"
"Ouuu, we can't. The sender told us to keep it a secret but I can tell you it's from someone you have recently seen."
"Recently seen..."
"But it might be bad message though."
"Why?"
"Don't you know? Poppies means Death."
Tiffany wide eyed.
"Can I give you the flowers back? I-I don't want them."
"Like a refund?"
"Yes."
"We don't usually do that cause this was ordered online..."
"Please I'm begging you I'll send the flowers to you personally!"
"Okay, sure. I'll text you the address." the male on the other line smiled and hung up.
Tiffany didn't realise he doesn't have her personal number.
When the girl went back to her room, the address had already been sent to her phone. There was a time too and at the end of the text, it said: Come at your own risk.
But the clueless and mindless girl went just as Gikwang expected.
"Silly girls don't think, Dongwoon, they don't know what to do unless what is given to them and they breakdown when they don't get something they want. Rich kids especially."
"Like bitches?"
"No. Bitches do it cause they want attention and are mostly either cause but family problems, forced into such or they're just kids who don't understand anything."
"So what are kids like that called?"
"Rich kids."
Tiffany walked to the said place. Like a deer caught with headlights, she walked right into the open trap. She smelt the trench but did not turn back, she felt the glinch but did not turn back, she saw the signs but did not turn back, she heard the struggling but did not turn back and worst of all, she felt the fear but did not turn back.
Just because she wanted to see the face of the rumoured handsome florist every bitch one in school was talking about.
Then she saw him. He was holding someone's head in a tub of water. Bubbles and strugglings could be heard but she didn't say anything.
"Erm..." Gikwang turned to her.
"Ou! Why hello." a girl screamed at her, mouth gagged but she tried to make her go.
"MMMM!!! GHHHOOOO! RWWWWUUUNNNN! QWUIMMMMMKKKK!"
Gikwang turned to the back and slapped her across the face, making her fall to the ground. Tiffany finally saw who it was and she wide eyed. She tried to run but Gikwang pulled her hair.
"Not so fast pretty face. I have a chore to do."
And the next thing she knew, she was knock out of consciousness.
When Gikwang saw Tiffany was finally awake, two girls have already been brutally ripped apart.
She slowly blinked, vision getting used to the darkness of the abandoned garage. She tried to scream when she saw an arm in front of her, she crawled backwards, back towards the wall as she screamed noticing the other body parts around her.
"Relax. This is not a zombie movie, your friend is dead. Big deal!" Gikwang said. His hand never leaving to push and pull a girl's face out of the water.
"You know Tiffany, the reason why I didn't gag your mouth and the girl next you is personally I think you two are pretty cute. But too bad, Dujun said to erase you guys. I mean he did warn you to not call the cops but apparently you bitches couldn't clam that big mouth of yours shut. Hence you girls getting ripped apart."
Gikwang raised the girl's head in his hand and looked at her.
"Still alive pretty face?" she breathed heavily and Gikwang smiled his eye smile,"Good."
He took her to a metal equidment and slammed her head towards it. Blood immediately gushing out of the huge cut across her forehead.
He turned on a machine and it sounded like a saw.
"I'm going to use your blood to paint the rest of my masterpiece." he placed her on a wooden piece and chained her there. She tried to scream, Tiffany watched as she looked at her with eyes of anxiety, fear, pain and worst expectation.
She expected something from Tiffany. But nothing happened.
Her screams died down as Gikwang sawed her body part by part in front of the remaining two girls. He sawed her stomach right up then her shoulder blades then pieces of her thighs then her knees and lastly sawing her face into two. Once done Gikwang scrunched.
"That's so boring." He started working sideways sawing the pieces of the body into smaller pieces. Bones all being sawed, sounds flesh being cut sounded through the entire garage, it was the sound of a person sawing meat.
Gikwang turned the saw off and poked at the ripped open stomach. He jabbed it and took his finger to his mouth and sucked it.
"Hmm... The blood tastes bitter," he chuckled,"Most probably cause it's the taste of bitches."
He laughed as he took the body parts and threw it to a wall. He threw piece by piece staining the already blood red wall, making the flesh all stick and slowly drop downwards. The blood all dripping and making a downwards effect along the way. He turned to another wall and throws other body parts towards it.
Tiffany's eyes were filled with tears now. That wall had nails on it and the pretty male was practically playing darts with her friend's body part. Except this time, the nails are all nailed into the wall and Gikwang is throwing the flesh there.
The body parts slide down the wall, occasionally getting stuck at the nails, blood all dripping down the clean wall. He throws so many pieces of the once beautiful body, blood splattered every where on the floor, on the walls, on the table, on the saw and all over the pretty male's body.
Tiffany sobbed as she saw more and more body parts being thrown towards the nailed wall, body parts laying lifelessly and bodiless on the floor, limps hanging from the ceiling and heads lying around. She gulped when Gikwang was finally done, she wanted to vomit at the pitiful and bloody sight but she was motionless, she couldn't move cause of the shock, she didn't dare to move cause of fear and maybe, just maybe she wished this was all just a stupid nightmare.
Gikwang smiled as he approached her. He grabbed the girl next to her by the hair and dragged her away. Tiffany screamed, begging desperately for him to stop, trying to make him take her instead and hoping just hoping she didn't need to watch another death.
When Gikwang slapped the girl awake, she wide eyed and took in the sight in front of her. The scene of death, blood and traces of violent and merciless murders where limbs were around like pieces of trash laying uselessly on the ground was too much for her and she puked. She vomited everything out her stomach and Gikwang scrunched his face.
"You stupid girl." he said,"You should know better than to puke on me!"
He slapped her hand across her face and she screamed in pain. He slapped her again and again and again until he heard a sound of a bone cracking. She screamed louder at that and tried to turn her head, when she couldn't she started crying,"Please. Please I think I broke my neck! Please!"
"Broke your neck? Yoona, sweety, you wouldn't still be alive if you broke your silly neck." he sweet talked,"Then again I broke it delicately so maybe yeah, you'll still be alive enough to witness your own death till your body rips to piece."
She screamed when he dragged her to another machine by the neck. Tiffany was still sitting motionless at her spot, she could run, she could use anything to hit him and rescue herself, she could escape but she couldn't move. No, she was too guilty to not think of running away.
After all, she was the one who called the cops.
Gikwang clamped her wrists, then he moved to clamp her ankles, her body layed on the ground then he walked to a machine and pressed some buttons.
The machine made a loud screech and Tiffany swore he could hear screamings of other souls come out of the machine. Other souls screamed for the machine to stop, cry for someone to stop it and screeched for someone to stop Gikwang. Those silent screamings were deaf to Gikwang's ears but not to Tiffany.
The machine pulled at the chains on Yoona's wrist and ankles, slowly by slowly opening her body wide like a star fish, it pulled her legs and arms apart and it didn't stop even when she was screaming in pain, screaming and crying for him to stop, begging him with all she could scream for him to stop.
Gikwang stood there, hand under his chin as he waited for her screamings to stop. He watched it with bored eyes, mouth pouting because of his hurting ears and he just lazily watched as her body was ripped apart by the machine.
Yoona screamed when her arms was stretched to its limits, legs pulled to the maximum, she screamed when she felt her arms were pulled out of its sockets from her shoulders, legs slowly coming off and stomach tearing from the middle. She was still being stretched, pulled, pulled pulled pulled then a loud ripping sound was heard and Yoona's stomach was ripped open. Her screamed got softer and softer then finally nothing.
Tiffany closed her eyes. Yoona's body was split into four pieces. Her right arm and half a shoulder at one side, left arm with her head, shoulder and half of her upper body at one side, right leg with part of her right stomach at one side and left leg with the remaining parts at one side. Her internal organs were sticking out and some organs dropped on the floor, blood was everywhere.
Gikwang blinked and proceeded to remove the body from the machine. He took off the clamps as he broke the bones at her wrist and her ankles, he took the body parts and again he tossed the side, letting the pieces shred in a machine.
Once they were in smaller pieces, he threw them against the nailed wall again, this time throwing the organs along the way. The wall had blood, it had limbs, it had intestines, it had organs, it had pieces of torn skin, it has traces of stuck skin but the flesh hanging loose and it was a blood death wall.
Gikwang walked to the girl.
"So... How does it feel to be the cause of death for your friends, Tiffany?"
"Please..."
"Oh, I wouldn't kill you don't worry. It wasn't my chore to kill you. I'm only suppose to kill all your friends and let you feel the guilt of killing all your friends. Dujun said it was the worst feeling ever, to know you're the reason of their deaths."
"Please... Kill me."
"I can't. I can only drive you home." Gikwang smiled as he took a poppy and put it in her hair,"Come on."
He pulled her up and he took her home.
~
Gikwang came home right before dinner and everyone smiled.
"All done?"
"Of course!"
"I don't think she'll be able to make it to next week!" Hyunseung said.
"Nah, not even till friday!"
"I say Thursday would be her max."
"Personally, I think she wouldn't even be able to make it through the night." Dujun said.
There was silence then laughter.
"You're right, Doo! She wouldn't be able to make it!"
"Dujun is right! Anyways what's for dinner? I'm hungry." Gikwang said as he inspected the food.
"The main dish is fried large intestines in beef soup, side dishes is chopped intestines with egg, also, we have grilled pieces of the Jokwon's legs."
"Ouuuu. So main dishes are all intestines? Who's are they?"
"Joon and Seungho's, obviously." Yoseob rolled his eyes.
"Well, let's eat."
"What's for dessert later?"
"Blood pudding, you'll be lucky if yours have Joon's heart inside. I made them myself." Dongwoon told his boyfriend.
"Ouuu so my boyfriend has been making desserts while I was out?"
"Mhmm."
~
Dongwoon swung the knife around. He lazily held the knife as Joon watched him cautiously. He remembered how Seungho didn't come home nor answer any of their calls, he remembered how Sanghyun panicked when he heard about Seunghyun's sudden death and how GD disappeared before him too. He remembers how Cheolyong warned them to not get to close to them despite himself being friends with them. He watched and waited for Dongwoon to say something or for the younger to put away the knife.
"Hyung..."
"Hmm?"
"Who was the last person you talked to?"
"G.O. Why?"
"On the phone?"
"My mum."
"Yesterday."
"Y-Yesterday?"
"Yeah. Last night. Before you slept, who was the last person you called?" Joon looked at him, eyes wide and round breaking into cold sweat.
"G-Gikwang."
"Why?"
"We were talking about Mir."
"Why?"
"I'm planning of proposing to him."
"Did he agree?"
"I-I haven't asked him yet." Dongwoon looked at him.
"Then why did Gikwang say I love you to you?"
"He said that to tell Mir."
"He wanted you to tell Mir, he loves him?"
"N-No. He wanted me to tell Mir I love him."
"Are you two dating?"
"Yeah."
"So why are you meeting up with Gikwang?"
"To buy a wedding ring."
Dongwoon looked at him, eyes narrowing and looking straight into Joon's soul.
"Gikwang is mine, hyung."
"I know. I'm not stealing him away from you." he laughed awkwardly.
"He. Is. Mine. And only I can make him say I love you. Only I can ask him out."
"Well, no one said... What?"
"You're so dense, hyung."
"Why?"
"Didn't Mir tell you to stay away from us?" Joon stared at him, face confused.
"A long time ago, yeah."
"Did he tell you why he said that?"
"No, not really. He said that it was better we didn't know."
"We?"
"Yeah, us. Seungho, Byunghee, Sanghyun..."
"Seungho's already dead."
Joon stopped breathing.
"Yoseob-hyung killed him. Made him into those delicious breadloaf you guys love so much."
"S-Seungh..."
"Yeah, he's dead. Anyways, what did Mir say about us?"
"He only said to not get too close."
"You should had listened to him."
"We are keeping our distance."
"Keeping your distance meaning no calling, no asking out, no help me choose a wedding ring outting and not even thinking about coming over." Dongwoon laughed.
"W-Why are you laughing?"
"Because it's ironic."
"What is?"
"I killed Jonghyun last time before he could propose to Key too, then Gina before Jinwoon could propose, I killed Woohyun too before he could propose to IU, but she died with him too so it was okay, so did Nicole and now is your turn."
"My turn?"
"Yeap."
"What do you mean, Dongwoon?"
"I mean you're going to die."
"How?"
Dongwoon smiled as he stabbed the knife into Joon's knee.
"With this knife. In my hands." Joon screamed at the pain and he tried to get up. He tried to get out but well, once you're in the death house no one escapes.
Dongwoon wasn't one who liked to play with his victims, he'll rather just stab them to oblivion most times. Today was no different but he did want to take his heart and send it to Mir just to mess around with him. So Dongwoon stabbed Joon's leg over and over and over again. Blood was pouring out on the floor and Joon realised, finally realised that the floor was tilted slightly sidewards making all the blood move towards it. Blood dripped to the floor, flowing like there's no tomorrow as Dongwoon continued to stab and stab and stab into the leg. Joon tried to push Dongwoon, of course he did! He tried to fight for his life, to get up and escape but he fails seeing as Dongwoon had his leg injured so badly he'll never be able to leave this house.
Dongwoon took out a sickle and stabbed it down Joon's left leg, perfectly nailing him down to the chair he was sitting on. The younger then proceeded to move the elder male closer to the side where a huge metal plate was placed under the chair and he continued stabbing the pretty male. He stabbed and stabbed at it as Joon begged him to stop. He watched as Joon struggled against the pain.
"Does it hurt?" Joon glared at him and Dongwoon increased the speed of his stabbings, blood spluttering everywhere as Joon zoned in and out of consciousness.
"That's the 57th time I've stabbed you." Joon didn't answer so Dongwoon stopped leaving the knife to stick out his half chopped off leg,"Are you dead yet?"
Joon opened his eyes slightly and Dongwoon looked at him.
"Do you want me to make it less painful?"
"Can I call Mir first?"
"What?"
"Can I talk to Mir one last time?"
"You really want to?"
"Y-Yes."
"Should I call him over?"
"He has work. I'll just call him." Joon said. Dongwoon nodded and handed him the phone, they talked then Mir noticed his state. Joon told him he loves him and he was so damn happy with him and he would love to marry him if he wasn't dying in Dongwoon's hands, he told him he'll adopt kids with him and that they'll be the best parents ever if he wasn't here and when Dongwoon came back, he slid Joon's throat. Mir's screams could be heard and shoutings for people to call police. The call ended as the phone sinked in the pool of blood.
Dongwoon left him to bleed as he slowly cut open Joon's chest. He broke the sides of the male's ribs and slowly cut the heart out. When the heart was ripped off the male's body, he left it there for the rest of the blood to continue flowing out of the bodiless and the lifeless body. Joon's eyes were still wide open when Dongwoon left him there to put his heart in a coolbox. He poured ice in the box and went to attend Joon's body.
He pressed a few buttons and the metal plate moved into a freezer. He set the freezer to -10 degrees and he walked away to clean the rest of the things.
Dongwoon took the heart to the kitchen and he began preparing for the dessert later. He boiled up a jelly juice and he began cleaning the surface of the heart. He then proceeded to cut the heart to smaller pieces and he poured out the jelly juice into trays, putting pieces of the heart into different trays. He made shapes in the thing and he let the hot liquid cool down.
He went to check on the body in the freezer and he came back up to the kitchen to put the jelly trays into the cool box. It was then set to -15 degrees. He cleaned the kitchen and wiped the blood away then he when to take out the body in the freezer.
He broke Joon's arms and placed them in a bucket, the usual bucket where by everyone uses to put body parts for Hyunseung to cook later, his head was disconnected from his neck and after twisting it around, it finaly gave way and broke. Once done he broke the frozen body by the stomach and put the piece into the bucket, the organs all placed into another blue bucket for organs. The knife was pulled out and the leg broke into two. He pulled them from the chair and the ice block below and he placed it both away. The blood ice block was then wheeled to the side and it was sawed.
The blood ice was going to be part of the desserts later. Dongwoon smiled at his work, he pushed all the limbs and body parts away and went to tend his dessert.
~
"This is delicious, Woonie!"
"Yeah! How could I never knew you were good at this?"
"Well, I just liked doing small stuff like this sometimes you know?" Dongwoon shrugged.
"So while Woon was killing Joon and me ripping apart the girls what have the rest of you been doing?"
"Seob took care of the flower shop, Doo was out working while I went to restock our house supplies." Hyunseung said.
"What about you, Junnie?"
"Me? I was showing Ilhoon new ways of murders."
~
"Alright, Ilhoon. Remember what I told you about side shooting?"
"Yeah?"
"This is how someone side shoots."
Junhyung lazyily shot sidewards towards the target and a loud scream pierced their ears.
"That is a lazy side shoot. This is a series side shoot."
Another bullet went through the body.
"And this is a targeted side shoot."
Junhyung shot a bullet through the male's head. His eyes were wide open as his brain was blown out of his skull. Blood was everywhere on the walls behind them, on the next few targets and even on the floor.
"Next is the front shootings."
Junhyung shot a woman in the gut and she spitted blood out. Choking on her blood and tears. She begged for mercy but it was deaf to bout the other two male's ears.
The elder Yong shot bullets to her legs and she screamed louder, blood splutting out her mouth and out her legs. Lastly he shot her neck making her die an instant death.
"Lastly the back shooting."
Junhyung walked to the back of another male and shot him at his shoulder. He shot him at his lower back and he shot him at his heart.
"There are many other types of shooting other than that three to be honest," Junhyung said absent mindedly.
"There are amateur shooters."
He ushered Ilhoon to shoot and the effects was obvious.
"The multiple shooters."
He shot bullet after bullet after bullet at a woman, bullets all pierced into her back making a joint the dots like pattern of his name.
"The serial killer shooters."
He shot a bullet to another man's leg.
"The sharp shooters."
He shot the same man in between his eyes.
"The assasins."
He shot the male straight to his eye.
"The police."
He shot a female at the right arm.
"And then there's the average killers."
Junhyung shot the last target at the stomach. All the victims were bleeding, most of which had already died. They were all hanging from the ceiling at the wrists like how animals are hung up on machines before they get cleaned up, roasted and made into food we all eat.
Junhyung turned to the side as he put his guns down.
"Any questions?"
"Mmmm... No, nope. No questions."
"Good. Now help me clean up this mess. Your uncle Woonie wouldn't quite like his slaughtering room to be used as a shooting range."
The duo turned and Junhyung switched on a machine. The bodies all moved in to the said machine and soon it was sent into a shredding machine. Everything went along with it, all the bullets, the organs, the flesh, the blood, the clothes everything.
Junhyung sent Ilhoon to watch over the machine as he splashed water onto the floor. All the blood all splashing to the sides where the blood would exit the house and into the springklers at lawn behind. Soon most of the blood have been washed away and the bodies have all been smashed into small bits.
"That's going to be used as fertilizers. Your umma doesn't like cooking meat with gun powder inside. He says it's not good for health."
"So where should I put this?" Ilhoon said, lifting the bag of shredded body parts.
"Come along. We'll put them in garage, Gikwang will take them when he needs more fertilizers."
~
"So who did you kill this time?" Seobbie laughed, it was a common topic at the table and they spoke of people's death like they were talking about a show on telelvision.
"Hmmm... Junsu, Chansung, Soyeon, Eunjung, Kyungsoo, Kyoungjae, Soohyun.. Some other guys I didn't managed to get the names of."
"Hmmm... You did quite a lot this time didn't you?" Dujun said.
"And why would you say that?"
"The blood concentration in the sprinklers were pretty dark." Junhyung laughed.
"Yeah... Yes I did when a little overboard today. But Gikwang's not as bad as I was."
They all laughed and they all ate their desserts. Death and murders was a common topic at the table and it was nothing to be awkward or afraid about. They were close and they witness each other kill each and every one of their victims like it was nothing. They grew up together, they stuck to each other, they were weird together, they stayed together and they killed together. Up till now and up till the very end, they will stay together and they will continue living as they have been.
They will continue killing...
...And no one will be able to stop them.
END.
A/N: MUAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA lol i just felt like laughing...
SOOOOOO.... Which one of the characters was the most violent for you? Personally I think Jun's was the least most violent~ /flipshair
Anyways, leave a comment and I will give you cookies~ :D
and for some stupid reason LJ ate all my edits so there might have some wrongly placed stuff here and there.. if you spot any mistakes please do tell me thankies~ ^^
Pairings: Ori3
Summary: What lies behind those oh so nice, sweet, charming, elite, highly paid kids who together they live under a huge mansion are faces of serial killers.
Notes: This one is split into two parts cause I have a scene of each of them so yes, SIX MURDER SCENES TO EXPERIENCE AND WATCH! 8D and this fic is kind of disguisting so please don't read it before you eat kay? ^^
WARNINGS: please please pleaseeee don't read this before you eat.... =w=
Cross posted at AFF.
Part 1: http://akaipenguin.livejournal.com/21286.html
Tiffany opened the box with her name on it. It was beautifully wrapped in a white box with a blood red ribbon on it. There was a poppy flower in it and she admired it. It looked really pretty. She searched through the box and found a card. On it was a number.
033190 Call me~ ^^
And so she did.
"Tut tut. Tut tut. Hello. Welcome to Dead Florist Shop. For English press 1. For Korean press 2. For Japanese press..."
Tiffany pressed 2 without listening to the end.
A song played. 'To buy flowers press 1. To send flowers press 2. To enquire who sent flowers press 3. To en..."
She pressed 3 without listening to the end yet again.
The same song played. "For a English speaking telemarketer press 1. Korean speaking telemarketer press 2. For Japanese press 3. If you want to..."
She refused to listen to the end and pressed 2.
"If you are Tiffany, press 6."
She froze.
"I repeat, if you are Tiffany press 6."
She hung up and stared at her phone. It began ringing and she rushed to it, answering the call.
"I'm sorry but the line was disturbed. If you are Tiffany press 6."
She threw her phone across her room and shook in her bed.
Her phone rang. And rang. And rang. In fact it wouldn't stop ringing for half an hour! When it finally stopped she waited another 10 minutes, then she crawled to her phone.
She looked at it and wide eyed. There was not on number on the scene saying how many missed calls she had, not even a single digit of the caller and not even the amount of missed calls. As she tried to think the logic -with what little brain power she had after the shock- which came to the fact of hallucination, her house phone rang.
"H-Hello?"
"Hi! I'm Son Gikwang calling from the florist downtown and I was wondering if you received the flowers?"
"Florist downtown?"
"Yes, I believe Poppies were sent to you?"
"Poppies..."
"Yes, is something wrong?"
"N-No. Er, can you help me check who erm, sent it to me?"
"Ouuu, we can't. The sender told us to keep it a secret but I can tell you it's from someone you have recently seen."
"Recently seen..."
"But it might be bad message though."
"Why?"
"Don't you know? Poppies means Death."
Tiffany wide eyed.
"Can I give you the flowers back? I-I don't want them."
"Like a refund?"
"Yes."
"We don't usually do that cause this was ordered online..."
"Please I'm begging you I'll send the flowers to you personally!"
"Okay, sure. I'll text you the address." the male on the other line smiled and hung up.
Tiffany didn't realise he doesn't have her personal number.
When the girl went back to her room, the address had already been sent to her phone. There was a time too and at the end of the text, it said: Come at your own risk.
But the clueless and mindless girl went just as Gikwang expected.
"Silly girls don't think, Dongwoon, they don't know what to do unless what is given to them and they breakdown when they don't get something they want. Rich kids especially."
"Like bitches?"
"No. Bitches do it cause they want attention and are mostly either cause but family problems, forced into such or they're just kids who don't understand anything."
"So what are kids like that called?"
"Rich kids."
Tiffany walked to the said place. Like a deer caught with headlights, she walked right into the open trap. She smelt the trench but did not turn back, she felt the glinch but did not turn back, she saw the signs but did not turn back, she heard the struggling but did not turn back and worst of all, she felt the fear but did not turn back.
Just because she wanted to see the face of the rumoured handsome florist every bitch one in school was talking about.
Then she saw him. He was holding someone's head in a tub of water. Bubbles and strugglings could be heard but she didn't say anything.
"Erm..." Gikwang turned to her.
"Ou! Why hello." a girl screamed at her, mouth gagged but she tried to make her go.
"MMMM!!! GHHHOOOO! RWWWWUUUNNNN! QWUIMMMMMKKKK!"
Gikwang turned to the back and slapped her across the face, making her fall to the ground. Tiffany finally saw who it was and she wide eyed. She tried to run but Gikwang pulled her hair.
"Not so fast pretty face. I have a chore to do."
And the next thing she knew, she was knock out of consciousness.
When Gikwang saw Tiffany was finally awake, two girls have already been brutally ripped apart.
She slowly blinked, vision getting used to the darkness of the abandoned garage. She tried to scream when she saw an arm in front of her, she crawled backwards, back towards the wall as she screamed noticing the other body parts around her.
"Relax. This is not a zombie movie, your friend is dead. Big deal!" Gikwang said. His hand never leaving to push and pull a girl's face out of the water.
"You know Tiffany, the reason why I didn't gag your mouth and the girl next you is personally I think you two are pretty cute. But too bad, Dujun said to erase you guys. I mean he did warn you to not call the cops but apparently you bitches couldn't clam that big mouth of yours shut. Hence you girls getting ripped apart."
Gikwang raised the girl's head in his hand and looked at her.
"Still alive pretty face?" she breathed heavily and Gikwang smiled his eye smile,"Good."
He took her to a metal equidment and slammed her head towards it. Blood immediately gushing out of the huge cut across her forehead.
He turned on a machine and it sounded like a saw.
"I'm going to use your blood to paint the rest of my masterpiece." he placed her on a wooden piece and chained her there. She tried to scream, Tiffany watched as she looked at her with eyes of anxiety, fear, pain and worst expectation.
She expected something from Tiffany. But nothing happened.
Her screams died down as Gikwang sawed her body part by part in front of the remaining two girls. He sawed her stomach right up then her shoulder blades then pieces of her thighs then her knees and lastly sawing her face into two. Once done Gikwang scrunched.
"That's so boring." He started working sideways sawing the pieces of the body into smaller pieces. Bones all being sawed, sounds flesh being cut sounded through the entire garage, it was the sound of a person sawing meat.
Gikwang turned the saw off and poked at the ripped open stomach. He jabbed it and took his finger to his mouth and sucked it.
"Hmm... The blood tastes bitter," he chuckled,"Most probably cause it's the taste of bitches."
He laughed as he took the body parts and threw it to a wall. He threw piece by piece staining the already blood red wall, making the flesh all stick and slowly drop downwards. The blood all dripping and making a downwards effect along the way. He turned to another wall and throws other body parts towards it.
Tiffany's eyes were filled with tears now. That wall had nails on it and the pretty male was practically playing darts with her friend's body part. Except this time, the nails are all nailed into the wall and Gikwang is throwing the flesh there.
The body parts slide down the wall, occasionally getting stuck at the nails, blood all dripping down the clean wall. He throws so many pieces of the once beautiful body, blood splattered every where on the floor, on the walls, on the table, on the saw and all over the pretty male's body.
Tiffany sobbed as she saw more and more body parts being thrown towards the nailed wall, body parts laying lifelessly and bodiless on the floor, limps hanging from the ceiling and heads lying around. She gulped when Gikwang was finally done, she wanted to vomit at the pitiful and bloody sight but she was motionless, she couldn't move cause of the shock, she didn't dare to move cause of fear and maybe, just maybe she wished this was all just a stupid nightmare.
Gikwang smiled as he approached her. He grabbed the girl next to her by the hair and dragged her away. Tiffany screamed, begging desperately for him to stop, trying to make him take her instead and hoping just hoping she didn't need to watch another death.
When Gikwang slapped the girl awake, she wide eyed and took in the sight in front of her. The scene of death, blood and traces of violent and merciless murders where limbs were around like pieces of trash laying uselessly on the ground was too much for her and she puked. She vomited everything out her stomach and Gikwang scrunched his face.
"You stupid girl." he said,"You should know better than to puke on me!"
He slapped her hand across her face and she screamed in pain. He slapped her again and again and again until he heard a sound of a bone cracking. She screamed louder at that and tried to turn her head, when she couldn't she started crying,"Please. Please I think I broke my neck! Please!"
"Broke your neck? Yoona, sweety, you wouldn't still be alive if you broke your silly neck." he sweet talked,"Then again I broke it delicately so maybe yeah, you'll still be alive enough to witness your own death till your body rips to piece."
She screamed when he dragged her to another machine by the neck. Tiffany was still sitting motionless at her spot, she could run, she could use anything to hit him and rescue herself, she could escape but she couldn't move. No, she was too guilty to not think of running away.
After all, she was the one who called the cops.
Gikwang clamped her wrists, then he moved to clamp her ankles, her body layed on the ground then he walked to a machine and pressed some buttons.
The machine made a loud screech and Tiffany swore he could hear screamings of other souls come out of the machine. Other souls screamed for the machine to stop, cry for someone to stop it and screeched for someone to stop Gikwang. Those silent screamings were deaf to Gikwang's ears but not to Tiffany.
The machine pulled at the chains on Yoona's wrist and ankles, slowly by slowly opening her body wide like a star fish, it pulled her legs and arms apart and it didn't stop even when she was screaming in pain, screaming and crying for him to stop, begging him with all she could scream for him to stop.
Gikwang stood there, hand under his chin as he waited for her screamings to stop. He watched it with bored eyes, mouth pouting because of his hurting ears and he just lazily watched as her body was ripped apart by the machine.
Yoona screamed when her arms was stretched to its limits, legs pulled to the maximum, she screamed when she felt her arms were pulled out of its sockets from her shoulders, legs slowly coming off and stomach tearing from the middle. She was still being stretched, pulled, pulled pulled pulled then a loud ripping sound was heard and Yoona's stomach was ripped open. Her screamed got softer and softer then finally nothing.
Tiffany closed her eyes. Yoona's body was split into four pieces. Her right arm and half a shoulder at one side, left arm with her head, shoulder and half of her upper body at one side, right leg with part of her right stomach at one side and left leg with the remaining parts at one side. Her internal organs were sticking out and some organs dropped on the floor, blood was everywhere.
Gikwang blinked and proceeded to remove the body from the machine. He took off the clamps as he broke the bones at her wrist and her ankles, he took the body parts and again he tossed the side, letting the pieces shred in a machine.
Once they were in smaller pieces, he threw them against the nailed wall again, this time throwing the organs along the way. The wall had blood, it had limbs, it had intestines, it had organs, it had pieces of torn skin, it has traces of stuck skin but the flesh hanging loose and it was a blood death wall.
Gikwang walked to the girl.
"So... How does it feel to be the cause of death for your friends, Tiffany?"
"Please..."
"Oh, I wouldn't kill you don't worry. It wasn't my chore to kill you. I'm only suppose to kill all your friends and let you feel the guilt of killing all your friends. Dujun said it was the worst feeling ever, to know you're the reason of their deaths."
"Please... Kill me."
"I can't. I can only drive you home." Gikwang smiled as he took a poppy and put it in her hair,"Come on."
He pulled her up and he took her home.
~
Gikwang came home right before dinner and everyone smiled.
"All done?"
"Of course!"
"I don't think she'll be able to make it to next week!" Hyunseung said.
"Nah, not even till friday!"
"I say Thursday would be her max."
"Personally, I think she wouldn't even be able to make it through the night." Dujun said.
There was silence then laughter.
"You're right, Doo! She wouldn't be able to make it!"
"Dujun is right! Anyways what's for dinner? I'm hungry." Gikwang said as he inspected the food.
"The main dish is fried large intestines in beef soup, side dishes is chopped intestines with egg, also, we have grilled pieces of the Jokwon's legs."
"Ouuuu. So main dishes are all intestines? Who's are they?"
"Joon and Seungho's, obviously." Yoseob rolled his eyes.
"Well, let's eat."
"What's for dessert later?"
"Blood pudding, you'll be lucky if yours have Joon's heart inside. I made them myself." Dongwoon told his boyfriend.
"Ouuu so my boyfriend has been making desserts while I was out?"
"Mhmm."
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Dongwoon swung the knife around. He lazily held the knife as Joon watched him cautiously. He remembered how Seungho didn't come home nor answer any of their calls, he remembered how Sanghyun panicked when he heard about Seunghyun's sudden death and how GD disappeared before him too. He remembers how Cheolyong warned them to not get to close to them despite himself being friends with them. He watched and waited for Dongwoon to say something or for the younger to put away the knife.
"Hyung..."
"Hmm?"
"Who was the last person you talked to?"
"G.O. Why?"
"On the phone?"
"My mum."
"Yesterday."
"Y-Yesterday?"
"Yeah. Last night. Before you slept, who was the last person you called?" Joon looked at him, eyes wide and round breaking into cold sweat.
"G-Gikwang."
"Why?"
"We were talking about Mir."
"Why?"
"I'm planning of proposing to him."
"Did he agree?"
"I-I haven't asked him yet." Dongwoon looked at him.
"Then why did Gikwang say I love you to you?"
"He said that to tell Mir."
"He wanted you to tell Mir, he loves him?"
"N-No. He wanted me to tell Mir I love him."
"Are you two dating?"
"Yeah."
"So why are you meeting up with Gikwang?"
"To buy a wedding ring."
Dongwoon looked at him, eyes narrowing and looking straight into Joon's soul.
"Gikwang is mine, hyung."
"I know. I'm not stealing him away from you." he laughed awkwardly.
"He. Is. Mine. And only I can make him say I love you. Only I can ask him out."
"Well, no one said... What?"
"You're so dense, hyung."
"Why?"
"Didn't Mir tell you to stay away from us?" Joon stared at him, face confused.
"A long time ago, yeah."
"Did he tell you why he said that?"
"No, not really. He said that it was better we didn't know."
"We?"
"Yeah, us. Seungho, Byunghee, Sanghyun..."
"Seungho's already dead."
Joon stopped breathing.
"Yoseob-hyung killed him. Made him into those delicious breadloaf you guys love so much."
"S-Seungh..."
"Yeah, he's dead. Anyways, what did Mir say about us?"
"He only said to not get too close."
"You should had listened to him."
"We are keeping our distance."
"Keeping your distance meaning no calling, no asking out, no help me choose a wedding ring outting and not even thinking about coming over." Dongwoon laughed.
"W-Why are you laughing?"
"Because it's ironic."
"What is?"
"I killed Jonghyun last time before he could propose to Key too, then Gina before Jinwoon could propose, I killed Woohyun too before he could propose to IU, but she died with him too so it was okay, so did Nicole and now is your turn."
"My turn?"
"Yeap."
"What do you mean, Dongwoon?"
"I mean you're going to die."
"How?"
Dongwoon smiled as he stabbed the knife into Joon's knee.
"With this knife. In my hands." Joon screamed at the pain and he tried to get up. He tried to get out but well, once you're in the death house no one escapes.
Dongwoon wasn't one who liked to play with his victims, he'll rather just stab them to oblivion most times. Today was no different but he did want to take his heart and send it to Mir just to mess around with him. So Dongwoon stabbed Joon's leg over and over and over again. Blood was pouring out on the floor and Joon realised, finally realised that the floor was tilted slightly sidewards making all the blood move towards it. Blood dripped to the floor, flowing like there's no tomorrow as Dongwoon continued to stab and stab and stab into the leg. Joon tried to push Dongwoon, of course he did! He tried to fight for his life, to get up and escape but he fails seeing as Dongwoon had his leg injured so badly he'll never be able to leave this house.
Dongwoon took out a sickle and stabbed it down Joon's left leg, perfectly nailing him down to the chair he was sitting on. The younger then proceeded to move the elder male closer to the side where a huge metal plate was placed under the chair and he continued stabbing the pretty male. He stabbed and stabbed at it as Joon begged him to stop. He watched as Joon struggled against the pain.
"Does it hurt?" Joon glared at him and Dongwoon increased the speed of his stabbings, blood spluttering everywhere as Joon zoned in and out of consciousness.
"That's the 57th time I've stabbed you." Joon didn't answer so Dongwoon stopped leaving the knife to stick out his half chopped off leg,"Are you dead yet?"
Joon opened his eyes slightly and Dongwoon looked at him.
"Do you want me to make it less painful?"
"Can I call Mir first?"
"What?"
"Can I talk to Mir one last time?"
"You really want to?"
"Y-Yes."
"Should I call him over?"
"He has work. I'll just call him." Joon said. Dongwoon nodded and handed him the phone, they talked then Mir noticed his state. Joon told him he loves him and he was so damn happy with him and he would love to marry him if he wasn't dying in Dongwoon's hands, he told him he'll adopt kids with him and that they'll be the best parents ever if he wasn't here and when Dongwoon came back, he slid Joon's throat. Mir's screams could be heard and shoutings for people to call police. The call ended as the phone sinked in the pool of blood.
Dongwoon left him to bleed as he slowly cut open Joon's chest. He broke the sides of the male's ribs and slowly cut the heart out. When the heart was ripped off the male's body, he left it there for the rest of the blood to continue flowing out of the bodiless and the lifeless body. Joon's eyes were still wide open when Dongwoon left him there to put his heart in a coolbox. He poured ice in the box and went to attend Joon's body.
He pressed a few buttons and the metal plate moved into a freezer. He set the freezer to -10 degrees and he walked away to clean the rest of the things.
Dongwoon took the heart to the kitchen and he began preparing for the dessert later. He boiled up a jelly juice and he began cleaning the surface of the heart. He then proceeded to cut the heart to smaller pieces and he poured out the jelly juice into trays, putting pieces of the heart into different trays. He made shapes in the thing and he let the hot liquid cool down.
He went to check on the body in the freezer and he came back up to the kitchen to put the jelly trays into the cool box. It was then set to -15 degrees. He cleaned the kitchen and wiped the blood away then he when to take out the body in the freezer.
He broke Joon's arms and placed them in a bucket, the usual bucket where by everyone uses to put body parts for Hyunseung to cook later, his head was disconnected from his neck and after twisting it around, it finaly gave way and broke. Once done he broke the frozen body by the stomach and put the piece into the bucket, the organs all placed into another blue bucket for organs. The knife was pulled out and the leg broke into two. He pulled them from the chair and the ice block below and he placed it both away. The blood ice block was then wheeled to the side and it was sawed.
The blood ice was going to be part of the desserts later. Dongwoon smiled at his work, he pushed all the limbs and body parts away and went to tend his dessert.
~
"This is delicious, Woonie!"
"Yeah! How could I never knew you were good at this?"
"Well, I just liked doing small stuff like this sometimes you know?" Dongwoon shrugged.
"So while Woon was killing Joon and me ripping apart the girls what have the rest of you been doing?"
"Seob took care of the flower shop, Doo was out working while I went to restock our house supplies." Hyunseung said.
"What about you, Junnie?"
"Me? I was showing Ilhoon new ways of murders."
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"Alright, Ilhoon. Remember what I told you about side shooting?"
"Yeah?"
"This is how someone side shoots."
Junhyung lazyily shot sidewards towards the target and a loud scream pierced their ears.
"That is a lazy side shoot. This is a series side shoot."
Another bullet went through the body.
"And this is a targeted side shoot."
Junhyung shot a bullet through the male's head. His eyes were wide open as his brain was blown out of his skull. Blood was everywhere on the walls behind them, on the next few targets and even on the floor.
"Next is the front shootings."
Junhyung shot a woman in the gut and she spitted blood out. Choking on her blood and tears. She begged for mercy but it was deaf to bout the other two male's ears.
The elder Yong shot bullets to her legs and she screamed louder, blood splutting out her mouth and out her legs. Lastly he shot her neck making her die an instant death.
"Lastly the back shooting."
Junhyung walked to the back of another male and shot him at his shoulder. He shot him at his lower back and he shot him at his heart.
"There are many other types of shooting other than that three to be honest," Junhyung said absent mindedly.
"There are amateur shooters."
He ushered Ilhoon to shoot and the effects was obvious.
"The multiple shooters."
He shot bullet after bullet after bullet at a woman, bullets all pierced into her back making a joint the dots like pattern of his name.
"The serial killer shooters."
He shot a bullet to another man's leg.
"The sharp shooters."
He shot the same man in between his eyes.
"The assasins."
He shot the male straight to his eye.
"The police."
He shot a female at the right arm.
"And then there's the average killers."
Junhyung shot the last target at the stomach. All the victims were bleeding, most of which had already died. They were all hanging from the ceiling at the wrists like how animals are hung up on machines before they get cleaned up, roasted and made into food we all eat.
Junhyung turned to the side as he put his guns down.
"Any questions?"
"Mmmm... No, nope. No questions."
"Good. Now help me clean up this mess. Your uncle Woonie wouldn't quite like his slaughtering room to be used as a shooting range."
The duo turned and Junhyung switched on a machine. The bodies all moved in to the said machine and soon it was sent into a shredding machine. Everything went along with it, all the bullets, the organs, the flesh, the blood, the clothes everything.
Junhyung sent Ilhoon to watch over the machine as he splashed water onto the floor. All the blood all splashing to the sides where the blood would exit the house and into the springklers at lawn behind. Soon most of the blood have been washed away and the bodies have all been smashed into small bits.
"That's going to be used as fertilizers. Your umma doesn't like cooking meat with gun powder inside. He says it's not good for health."
"So where should I put this?" Ilhoon said, lifting the bag of shredded body parts.
"Come along. We'll put them in garage, Gikwang will take them when he needs more fertilizers."
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"So who did you kill this time?" Seobbie laughed, it was a common topic at the table and they spoke of people's death like they were talking about a show on telelvision.
"Hmmm... Junsu, Chansung, Soyeon, Eunjung, Kyungsoo, Kyoungjae, Soohyun.. Some other guys I didn't managed to get the names of."
"Hmmm... You did quite a lot this time didn't you?" Dujun said.
"And why would you say that?"
"The blood concentration in the sprinklers were pretty dark." Junhyung laughed.
"Yeah... Yes I did when a little overboard today. But Gikwang's not as bad as I was."
They all laughed and they all ate their desserts. Death and murders was a common topic at the table and it was nothing to be awkward or afraid about. They were close and they witness each other kill each and every one of their victims like it was nothing. They grew up together, they stuck to each other, they were weird together, they stayed together and they killed together. Up till now and up till the very end, they will stay together and they will continue living as they have been.
They will continue killing...
...And no one will be able to stop them.
END.
A/N: MUAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA lol i just felt like laughing...
SOOOOOO.... Which one of the characters was the most violent for you? Personally I think Jun's was the least most violent~ /flipshair
Anyways, leave a comment and I will give you cookies~ :D
and for some stupid reason LJ ate all my edits so there might have some wrongly placed stuff here and there.. if you spot any mistakes please do tell me thankies~ ^^