Doves in Water (A story for Paranoia's Picture Contest)

I am Dove, a kid taken in by a murder. I am united with hate, one with darkness, and my pale face is the last thing you will see......
"Ahhh, stop it, please I will do anything if you let me go." That is what I heard as I got up, looks like Lukus is maiming someone, how comforting. I went down stairs to see who the person getting torchered was, and saw a girl with brown hair to her midback, with burgindy eyes. Its a shame that she is to die, she could be so usefull. But in order to set my plans forward, it a solo trip.
"Lukus, who is this?" "Hello Dove, didn't hear you enter, but this is Pandora, she is twelve and likes to take scary trips down in dark ally ways, and talk to strangers." Lukus said in his usual for of mallice, but with usual his half smile. "Well, personaly you should of gotten a younger one, they are funner because they know it as a game, a killing game." I loved the killing game, you never had the same experiance twice. "Well I must be going, we are almost out of food, and your face is up everywhere." I said, but while I was away I would set my plan in motion. Once out I headed to the hardware, I bought a pocketknife, hammer, saw, nailgun with nails, and a can of paint. Then I went to Wallgreens, and bought first aid supplies. Next stop the black market. Then I gought a hand gun, and now all I had to do was go to the store. When I got back Lukus was still playing with the little girl. "I'm back, now I am going to my quorters." I often said that, it was from reading to many strange and duranged books, like how they torchurred in th 15'th century. When I got to my room I placed the supplies in a hidden cubbard underneeth my bed. all except the gun, that I had in my waistband. Now all I cound to was wait. Screans of agony were comming from downstairs, it reminded me of when I was still a child and my mother was killed. I screamed, I cryed, I sniffled my way in pain, but that didn't help. The only thing that helped was when I was silent, not moving, not seeing. But when I stoped, I turned into a player of the killing game. It was then I was tooken in by none other than the killer himself. Now I am a fighter, I am a surviver, I am a killer. And now I will kill him.

Its nigh, and now its time for me to come out and play. I creeped around the house, not making a sound, erasing my breath, and comming with my weapons. Lukus was asleep on his desk, where it looked like he was counting the amount of people he murdered. On the other side of the office was Pandora, she was petrified, and awake. I could tell she was going to scream, but I silenced her with one cold look. Then I tookout the hammer, and hit Lukus so hard he fell over unconcus.I tied him up, and drove some nails in him to wake him up. He woke up screaming, and cursing me. I was enjoying it, seeing him squorm like a little girl. It was thrilling, especialy to see him losing his cool like that. "Who was the other woman who helped murder my mother? Tell me and I wont let you suffer my crusifiction." His cold eyes showed some emotion, fear maybe? "Well, you proved that even in water, Doves can fly." Flashback I was six, my mom had just been killed, I was staring at Lukus, he was wiping the blood off his blade. "Well, Dove is it? Do you know that doves cant fly in water? Because from now on I will be the water puluting you feathers so you cant fly." Then I was brought back to the prestent. "I will only say this once more, who is she?" "I will never tell!" Oh well, I guess its the hard way then. "Then you are of no use." Then I pulled the trigger. I turned around and saw Pandoras frightened eyes looking at me. Something about that girl keeps me from killing her. "I will set you free, but you have to go home, and never say anything about it, got it?" I say, but I am hesatant about it. I who have never failed to kill, is letting someone out of my grasp. "But, they are dead, they killed them. I have nowhere to go. I will not survive on my own. Please, help me." i was calculating the chance that having a chiled as dimwitted as her would get me caught. But the more I thought about it, the more I liked it, she could be vital to surviving. "Fine, but we need to travle somewhere to train you. But first lets bind your wonds." I took her up to my room, and used my first aid kit and bandaged her up. Then we started towards the park. When we got their she looked puzzled, watching the sun rise on the lake. Then I opened the trap door that leads into an escape tunnle, once I put her in the tummle I turned and lookee at the lake one last time, and I saw a doves feather drift into the lake whear it drifted off peacfully into the water.