#3: Hunter and Prey
Zavian was discharged from the hospital, he didn't want to leave though. Now he is in his room, sitting on a couch in the dimly lit room, smoking cigarettes. A maddening look in his eyes.
Zavian Salvatore
You don't know me well, little canary.
He took a puff, and left the white smoke in the air. He grinned.
Zavian Salvatore
I ain't letting you go, baby.
Someone knocked on his door, then.
The door opened, and Cassius walked in, a little nervous.
Cassius Ronan
Boss. The information you asked for-
Before he could complete, Zavian spoke,
Zavian Salvatore
Give it here!
He demanded the file in Cassius's hand, because he knew whose information is in that file. Elio's.
Cassius handed Zavian the file, Zavian snatched it away.
Zavian Salvatore
You can leave now.
Cassius nodded, and he left Zavian alone. Zavian took another puff and opened the file, reading through it.
Zavian Salvatore
He is 26. Younger than me. A beautiful age gap of six years.
He caressed Elio's picture with his thumb with a smile.
Zavian Salvatore
Elio Anderson, so this is your full name.
Zavian's eyes got stuck on this one information, which shocked him. His baby, was hiding something dark, a secret that maybe now, only Zavian knows.
Zavian couldn’t help but grin.
Zavian Salvatore
This is interesting.
He laughed, being amused with this fact.
Zavian Salvatore
You are made for me, baby. You can't run.
Zavian Salvatore
Now I am the hunter, and you're my prey.
Elio sighed and flopped on the soft mattress of his bed. He smiled and took a deep breath in.
Elio Anderson
Finally, that bitch is gone. I won't see his ugly- no, he's handsome. Whatever!
He looked at the time, it was twelve thirty.
Elio Anderson
Ah, why don't I go and hunt some rabbits?
He grinned. Immediately he felt energized. He left the bed, got dressed in black jeans, white t-shirt and leather jacket.
In a bustling club, where people danced, drank, kissed, got drunk and went for one-night stands.
Elio sat there, on a round stool, by the bartender's table having his drink.
He lazily ran his finger on the glass, with a bored look. Just then, a man with a sly grin sat next to him.
Elio smirked secretly. But he put on a soft and charming smile on his face once he looked at that man.
That man touched Elio's hand, trying to seduce Elio.
Not Important
You are, just my type.
Not Important
If you want to sleep with me, then here is my number, and meet me behind the club.
With a grin, that man stood up.
Not Important
I'll be waiting.
And he left. Just that moment, the bartender spoke,
Cyrus Salivius
Sir, please be careful. He is not a good man.
Elio unfolded the paper, which had a number written on, but he threw it away.
Cyrus Salivius
Many men are his victims, even women. He will ruin you. There have been cases about him stalking, and even r@pe and mur-dering.
Elio Anderson
R@pe and mu-rder? How is he still roaming free?
Cyrus, the bartender sighed.
Cyrus Salivius
He is from an influential family, his family always covers up his tracks and even bribed the victims to keep quiet.
Cyrus Salivius
If someone did complain, they were killed, or the case was dismissed.
Cyrus leaned closer and said,
Cyrus Salivius
Some say, he might be a part of the mafia.
Elio Anderson
What an @sshole!
Cyrus Salivius
So, please be careful.
Elio Anderson
Oh, thank you. You don't have to worry, I will be okay.
Elio turned towards him, he leaned forward and rested his chin on his palm.
Elio Anderson
What is your name?
Cyrus Salivius
Cyrus Salivius. You can call me Cyrus.
Elio reached out his hand.
Elio Anderson
I am Elio Anderson, nice to meet you Cyrus.
Cyrus shook hands with him.
Cyrus Salivius
Nice to meet you too.
Elio Anderson
So, you work here?
Cyrus nodded with a smile.
Cyrus Salivius
Yes, it's my part-time job.
Elio Anderson
Then, we might meet again.
Saying so, Elio left. A grin on his face, hands in his pockets. As if he won a prize. He went behind the club, no one was there, and it was dark, no CCTV too. Perfect.
Elio saw that man leaning against the wall, with a burning cigarette between his index and middle finger. Once their eyes met, a dirty smirk played on the man's lips.
Not Important
I knew you would come.
Elio gave him a sweet smile.
Elio Anderson
Oh, I had too. You were so... sweet.
A lie. A lie and it was all to make that bastard melt.
Not Important
Now, come here baby boy.
Elio walked him, his hand gripping on something inside his pocket. That man wrapped his arms around Elio and licked his lips. He leaned forward to kiss, and closed his eyes. But Elio had other plans.
He pulled out a butterfly knife from his pocket, and before that man's lips reached him, he swung the knife and slit that man's throat.
Blood bled from his throat like a fountain. He stumbled back, eyes wide and horrified. While Elio had the brightest smile on his face, that man's blood painted on his face.
Not Important
Y-You...d-d-dare?
The man stumbled back, and fell down, he hit his head on the dumpster nearby.
Elio Anderson
Happy journey to hell, baby boy.
And that man slowly lost his consciousness, his breathing stopped, he had no pulse, his whole body slowly turned pale, and blue.
He slowly sheathed the knife, and moved carefully, and swiftly between the crowd of dancing and drunk people in the club.
But once he got away, he was laughing in amusement and joy. This is his little secret. In fact, a big secret. He is a...
Zavian Salvatore
My baby is a psycho like me.
Zavian Salvatore
Mine! My Queen.
Made for each other, in hell.
Darien Welling
Why are we suddenly going to a nightclub?
Darien asked, leaving a deep breath. He was dressed in black jacket, black jeans that were ripped on the knees, and matched a white t-shirt with it.
Cassius Ronan
Because, boss said so.
Cassius was dressed in a loose white t-shirt, and blue baggy jeans.
Darien Welling
Well, I don't want to go. That place is so far away.
Cassius sighed and shook his head.
Zavian Salvatore
Let's go.
Zavian came from behind, wearing a black t-shirt, the first three buttons open, paired with black pants. He opened the car door and got in first, sitting on the backseat.
Darien sat on the driver's seat, and Cassius sat next to him. They drove off to that same nightclub, Elio visited, around a week ago.
The car halted, and the three walked out of the car, and then into the club.
Darien Welling
I must say, it's pretty good.
Zavian moved to the table, where the bartender was serving the guests drinks. He sat on one of the stools.
Cyrus Salivius
How may I help you sir?
Zavian Salvatore
Give me a dark rum.
Cyrus grabbed a glass, and was preparing Zavian's drink, but then Zavian asked,
Zavian Salvatore
Was there a murder here?
Cyrus looked at him for a second. Then he nervously spoke,
Cyrus Salivius
Ah-yes, there was about a week ago.
Cyrus placed Zavian's drink on the table, in front of him.
Zavian Salvatore
Who is the victim?
Cyrus Salivius
It's a young master from a rich family, named XXX.
Zavian took a sip from his drink.
Zavian Salvatore
So, who killed him?
Cyrus left a deep breath.
Cyrus Salivius
No one knows. The police are investigating, but no clue.
Zavian grinned. He finished the drink and got up. He smiled.
Zavian Salvatore
Oh, well, anyway, I'll get going.
He paid for the drink, and left. He saw Darien drinking with some girls, while Cassius was throwing daggers through his eyes at him.
Cassius Ronan
This @sshole. Doesn't he remember we are here for a reason?
Zavian Salvatore
What a pain.
They were now sitting inside the car.
Darien Welling
Ugh, you guys totally ruined my fun!
Cassius scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Cassius Ronan
Yeah right, we just saved a poor girl from getting pregnant with your baby.
Darien clicked his tongue.
Darien Welling
It's not like I wouldn’t have used a c0ndom.
Cassius glared at Darien.
Cassius Ronan
Be careful @sshole, if you get AIDS, no girl is gonna be with you.
Zavian rubbed his temples.
Zavian Salvatore
If you two don't want to die, then better shut up!
Zavian glared at the two, and the car was finally quiet.
Hm... a new ship. Or should I just keep them as friends?
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