I've killed. I've Been killed. ive met Death more then once. she needs to update her jokes. Satan needs to take a chill pill. i float in blood soaked truths and in tear stained lies. many try to make me fall to my knees. i have many forms. ~~ How Not To Get Killed 101 •dont play tag with a demon •Dont steal from an angel •dont fuck with White peoples Starbucks How to Kill 666 •Be a badass •be fast •make it last •keep a knife on your person at all time • Dont Mess Up. ~~ its dark, but I still feel the punches. I spit out blood and smirk. "Is that the best you can do pretty boy?" I hear a growl of frustration. "Shut the Fuck up you Crab Cake." I Take a fighting stance and chuckle. "You should really just not. I could give you a few Shots in the dark. eh?" He groans in annoyance. "That was a shitty pun and you know it; just fucking fight me ya cheeky fucker" "Okay!" "OKAY on go! "O-Kay!" " 5,... 4,.... 3 G-" As quickly as possible i whip out my Daggers and puncture His jugular along with his Lungs and heart. "-O!" He chokes on his own bloody spit and breath. "Any last words, or sentences you need to get out ya wanker?" As I walk towards him. "Fuck you. -ou cheat- ed." He coughs out. "Yeah well you almost did me dirty too douche Bag." I Crouched to his eye level and rolled my eyes. He laughs and coughs again. "Fun. See you in hell Ja-" He was cut off by his last breath. and abou- "HAYYY JAY!" I groan. Fuck, I remembered her. "Hii.. Death.. hows Life?" I sighed She tisked and shook her head in a disappointed manner. "Jay I told you a hundred times call me Des! and ha-ha that was soooo Not funny! I see what you did there, I woul-" I just shut her voice out, she would just give me a headache later. "- and on the way here I saw the most adorable kitten! which was odd because i could Touch it! and i can only really touch dead things and you. And that made me think-" oh wow; i never thought that was possible or plausible. "- how did that poor kitt