Chapter 1
3rd POV:
She gripped the bloody knife tighter out of anger. Why was she angry? She gritted her teeth and stepped forwards out of the crammed alleyway. She stopped when lights started flashing in front of her. What is she thinking? The voice got louder, more demanding. She wasn't listening to the voice in her head. She didn't murder those people out of anger. She liked i; it was her hobby. Though she was known but not identified as a serial killer, she still did it for fun. She smirked. "Finally caught me? Eh-?" She stepped closer to the line of police, bloody knife in hand. "Move and we'll shoot!" One police man threatened. Her smirk grew bigger.
An aura surrounded her figure. A human-looking being appeared behind her. She rose her arm and made a swishing movement with her hand. The police grew confused. They all flew back, landing against nearby buildings and cars.
Passerby stood in shock, some started fleeing some stood, petrified.
She picked up her knife and dashed through the alleyway. She passed cars and buildings. She stopped. Police cars surrounded her again. This time she had no where to run. Her powers were useless for a situation like this.
She threw up her hands, dropping her weapon as she did so. "I give up..."
