The S.N. Killer

by speight, shameek

  The guy smiled and gave her a long deep stroke hitting her walls and catching her off guard.

  "Awww shit!" She moaned through her clenched teeth.

  "Shut up and take this fucking dick." He groaned as he pumped harder and wilder dancing in her pussy.

  "Oh God! Oh shit! Shit! Shit!" She screamed in pleasure.

  Back in the living room the rest were still drinking on their drinks.

  "Ugghh, one of you need to turn that music on, so we don't hear Shelly's loud ass fucking anymore." Ms. Redberry said while laughing and someone got up and turned on the stereo.

  "I'll be back. I got to go check up on my daughter and make sure Shelly's loud ass moaning didn't wake her up." Ms. Redberry said as she got up off the couch and walked down the apartment hallway.

  As she did her phone went off, letting her know she had a new message. She smiled when she read it.

  "Yo, get the door. Frisard is coming up with those bottles of Moet Rose!" She shouted to one of her girlfriends as she continued to her daughter's room.

  The S.N. Killer stood outside Ms. Redberry's apartment door with a stainless steel meat cleaver in his right hand and his blackberry phone in his left hand. He rang the doorbell with his index finger while still holding on his phone.

  "Oh, this must be Ms. Redberry's boo, Frisard. I'll get it." One of the women said as she stopped flirting with one of the guys who had on a brown fitted cap.

  She walked to the door and opened it. When she looked at who was standing in the doorway with a hoody over his head covering his face and a long black coat, a confused look spread across her face.

  'This nigga can't be Frisard, Ms. Redberry's boo. He has no type of style.' She thought to herself.

  She spoke with her face balled up in disgust.

  "Yes, may I help you?"

  The S.N. Killer grinned and all she could see on his face was a twisted smile.

  "Yes, you can help me. I'm hungry." The S.N. Killer said in a sinister tone and then pressed send on his phone sending a virus to the city's power plant.

  The virus worked in a matter of seconds and went through security shutting all the power off for half of Harlem making it a blackout. Everything about the man at the door told the woman to shut the door and run and as soon as she was about to everything went black leaving her in the dark.

  "Oh shit, what happened with the lights?" One of the guys said that was in the living room.

  "I don't know." The woman said as she turned her head to answer her friends and fear consumed her body.

  She turned her head back around to see if the man was still standing there. But, she couldn't see anything because it was pitch black. She squint her eyes to see a little better. Her eyes opened wide when she sees a shiny object coming towards her face fast then crashed in her forehead. The meat cleaver slammed in her skull, splitting it open. She stood stuck there then screamed.

  "Ahhhh!" As she back pedaled with blood rushing out of the huge wound on her face.

  She touched the handle of the meat cleaver then fell backwards on her back and died.

  "Oh shit, what was that?" One of the women in the living room yelled as she heard the loud sound of her friend's body hit the floor.

  "Nay, are you okay?" She asked calling out to her friend, but got no response causing the four women and four men to panic because of the pitch black darkness.

  The sound of the front door being slammed shut terrified them. Then they heard a sound of something heavy being dragged across the floor.

  The S.N. Killer had shut and locked the door so no one could escape the apartment and was dragging the woman's body that answered the door deeper into the apartment. He pulled the meat cleaver out of her skull and smiled. Even thought it was pitch black all around, he could see everyone perfectly. He stood up straight and removed one of the syringes from the holster on his waist.

  "Yo, this shit crazy. None of the lights or power is working and that sound of something being drug across the floor is freaking me the fuck out. I saw enough horror movies to know this is where my black ass needs to leave." One of the men said.

  "Yeah, I'm with you." His other three friends agreed.

  "Yes, I want to go outside the power looks like it's off in the whole building. I'm scared as hell." One of the women said while holding onto one of the men’s arm.

  "Yes, let's go." The other women said nervously.

  "Ugh!" One of the men grunted and made a choking sound as something stuck him in his neck.

  His limbs went numb and he couldn't stand up and dropped like dead weight to the floor.

  "Yo, Cory, are you okay?" His friends asked and one bent over to check on him.

  It was so dark he had to feel around the floor with his hands until he felt his friend's body.

  "No I can't move my fucking arms and legs." He said in a weak voice.

  His friend felt something sticking out of Cory's neck and pulled it out.

  "Oh shit, what is this?" He dug in his pant pockets and pulled out his iPhone and pressed a button.

  The bright screen shined a small light as he stared at what was in his hand.

  "Yo, there was a needle stuck in his neck!" The three women and three men bent over and looked.

  "Why the hell is there a goddamn needle in his neck?" One of the woman screamed then something went flying into the center of her breast.

  "Ahhhh!" She screamed causing everybody to turn their heads and looked at her.

  Each of them pulled their cell phones out and shined the light from their screens brightening the living room up with light making it able for them to see. They looked in shock as they saw the syringe stuck in between her breasts.

  "Ahhhh!" She screamed in a weak voice and fell forward as she lost control of her limbs and lays on top of the syringe pushing it deeper into her chest and piercing her heart killing her in seconds.

  "Oh lord! Oh lord! What the hell is going on here?" One of the women yelled.

  "Awww shit!" All of them yelled as their cell phones were grabbed out of their hands.

  "Yo, where did my phone go? Someone snatched it out of my hand. Find the phone and put back on the light!" One of the women screamed as they all got terrified and panicked.

  "Fuck this, I'm out of here." One of the men said and took off running towards the door.

  He tried to remember where everything was in the house and where the door was, but he bumps into a table and something else on the floor.

  "Ugghh!" He gasped for air as he felt a sharp pain in his neck and blood gushed out of it.

  The S.N. Killer chopped his neck one time then swung the meat cleaver with all his might chopping off the top part of the man's skull off. He dropped to his knees holding his neck and then falls face first to the ground. When his head hit the floor, his brain slid out of his skull just a couple of inches from his body. The S.N.

  Killer grinned as he grabbed the brain and ripped a huge piece from it and bites into it. He moaned as he chewed then swallowed.

  The sound of the body hitting the floor then something eating had put fear in everyone in the living room. They didn't know whether to run or stay still. They stood quiet and scared to death to move. Prince-Mack slowly moved his hand across the floor until he found his iPhone that flew out of his hand somehow.

  "Shhhh!" He said to everyone as he pressed a button on the iPhone and the light from the screen lit up bright.

  All their eyes grew wide in horror and fear as they saw their friend's bodies by the front door of the apartment soaked in blood. Then they saw a man bent down squatting on his toes digging into their friend's brain that was now on the floor with his neck slice open. They watched as the S.N. Killer stuff huge pieces of the brain into his mouth.

  The S.N. Killer turned his head to face them all. They could only see his mouth because of the hoody over his head. They saw the brain being chewed up in his mouth and blood oozing from the side of his mouth and on to his chin. A sinister smile spread across his face and his t
eeth that were supposed to be white were covered in blood and looked like they belonged to a dog or some kind of animal.

  "Ahhhh! Oh shit! Oh shit!" They all started yelling.

  Prince-Mack mistakenly hit a button and a bright flash came on as he took a pictures. The phone flew out his hand while a meat cleaver flew into the face of one of the other men with a brown fitted hat on. He made a weird sound and dropped dead. Prince-Mack and the other two women took off running. One of the women ran into a wall from being unable to see then felt a sharp pain in her back.

  "Ahhhh!" She screamed as the S.N. Killer swung the meat cleaver over and over chopping huge cuts into her back.

  He stuck his hand inside one of the wounds and pulled out her lung that was still pumping in and out with air. He stared at it then bit into it.

  "Hmmm, you’re fucking sweet. I'll be back to get some more of you." He said as he took another bite.

  The woman's body and face were pressed up against the wall as she slid down it and died with her eyes wide open.

  Prince-Mack and one of the other women ran into a back room and shut the door.

  He bent down and took off his boot and pulled out a small 3.80 caliber handgun.

  "What are you doing?" The woman asked.

  "Shhhh! I'm getting my gun." Prince-Mack replied.

  "What? You had a gun this whole fucking time and just now getting it, nigga. I swear men are so fucking slow!" She screamed.

  Prince-Mack stood up and grabbed her by the mouth.

  "I said shhhh that means shut the fuck up. I couldn't reach the gun before. It was all the way down in my boot and the only way to get it out is to take off my boot, okay." He said in a whisper and let go of her mouth.

  "We will be ready when his ass comes through that door." Prince-Mack stated.

  "But, who is he? What is he? Did you see his teeth?" The woman said while crying.

  "Yeah, I did. I don't know what the fuck is going on. This is your friend's place, not mines. I wish I stayed my black ass at home, but be quiet." He mumbled.

  Ms. Redberry was in her daughter's room checking on her when all the lights had gone out. She started to get off of the bed from sitting on the edge of her daughter's bed to go check and see what was going on. When she heard the screaming and what sounded like human bodies hitting the wooding floor, she poked her head out from the bedroom door and could see her friends huddling up in the living room and one of them holding his iPhone up in the air and the screen giving off the only light and they all staring in the destination of the apartment door. Her eyes popped out of her head as she seen a man bent down next to two of her friend's bodies and had teeth like a dog eating pieces of them. She quickly shut the door and ran to her daughter's bed.

  "Baby, get up! Get up, angel."

  "Yes mommy." Her daughter said while rubbing her eyes with her little hands.

  Ms. Redberry could hear screaming and footsteps running passed her bedroom door and fear traveled up through her body. She grabbed her daughter and lifted her up off the bed into her arms and carried her to the closet. She opened the closet door and sat down on the floor behind the clothes that were hung up on a hanger.

  "Mommy, what's wrong? Why are you crying and why are we hiding in the closet?" Her five year old daughter asked as she lay in her mother's arms and felt her rocking back and forth.

  She used her little hand to wipe the tears off her mother's face. Even in the dark, the little girl could see and feel everything her mother was.

  "Shhhh! Baby, I need you to be very quiet. There's a very bad man out there hurting mommy's friends and will hurt us too if he finds us." Redberry said in a terrified tone, but tried to stay strong for her daughter.

  "But, mommy isn't the closet and up under the bed the first place the bad man will look.

  That's what they do in the scary movies and books, mommy." Her daughter replied.

  Ms. Redberry's eyes opened up with shock as she realized her daughter was right.

  Shelly's ass was high in the air as the man continued to pound away wildly in and out of her. They heard the screaming, but paid it no mind as they worked on coming for the second time for each of them. The pitch black darkness didn't faze them at all, not one bit. If anything, it excited them even more. The bathroom door was kicked open. The man and Shelly turned their heads and stopped what they were doing.

  "Yo, who the fuck did that? We're fucking busy here!" The man shouted while still holding Shelly's waist with his jeans down to his ankles and her skirt pushed way up.

  They both had their heads turned facing the door and squinting their eyes, but all they could see was blackness.

  "Fuck it!" The man said and continued to give her long deep fast strokes and her thick ass bounced off his pelvis.

  "Yes! I'm ready to cum!" Shelly screamed then heard a loud crushing sound and what sounded like someone gagging.

  The S.N. Killer swung the meat cleaver at the back of the man's neck repeatedly.

  His spinal cord on the back of his neck cracked open and split in half. His head leaned forward hanging off his neck. His chin touched his chest sending blood gushing out of the wound on the back of his neck. The S.N. Killer swung one more time chopping his head completely off. The head rolled onto Shelly's back and went in to the sink that she was holding onto while bent over.

  "Yo, what the hell!" Shelly yelled realizing her lover stopped pumping and felt something hard roll down her back then into the sink.

  The S.N. Killer pushed the man's headless body that was still behind Shelly and inside her. She heard the body hit the floor. She started to ease her body up to see what was going on when she felt a strong hand push her back down onto the sink and propped her ass back in the air. She felt a hard dick penetrate her.

  "Oh shit! Oh shit!" She moaned and screamed out of pleasure and fear of not knowing what the hell was going on.

  The S.N. Killer pumped fast and hard. Shelly knew something was wrong. The man that was now inside her didn't feel the same. His roughness was unsexy and he wasn't hitting the same spot as before. She reached her hand in the sink and felt the round object. Her eyes opened wide as she felt the hair, then a nose, and eyes.

  She touched the lips last and even though she only just had felt those lips for the first time tonight, she knew it belonged to the man who was just inside her.

  "Ahhhh!" She screamed louder than she ever did in her life and bucked her body trying to break free of the man that was now holding her waist and pumping inside her.

  The S.N. Killer swung the meat cleaver and it ripped into her back. He then pulled himself out of her making sure to leave his condom on and swung at her ass cutting off her left butt cheek then her right one. He sank his teeth into her back and bit as hard as he could and tears away a large piece of her flesh. He moaned as he chewed and swallowed it. He grabbed her by the back of her neck pushing her out of the bathroom.

  "Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" She screamed in agonizing pain as she stumbled in the dark.

  Prince-Mack could hear Shelly screams echo throughout the apartment. He stood ready with his gun aimed at the bedroom door.

  "He's coming! He's coming! Isn't he?" The woman screamed that was behind him in a petrified tone.

  "Shhhh! Be quiet shit!" Prince-Mack said as his heart raced with fear and his hand shook uncontrollably as he aimed the 3.80 gun.

  His heart felt as if it wanted to bust out through his chest from beating so fast. He couldn't see anything, not even his hands in front of him. He used his ears to hear every movement that was around him. He heard the door knob twist and then the door creeps open.

  "Shit, Ahhhh!" He heard the woman behind him scream.

  Prince-Mack hand shook as he squeezed the trigger to the 3.80 handgun.

  ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’

  The fire of orange blast came from the muzzle of the gun giving the room a brief second of light. He squeezed the trigger until he heard a clicking sound. The last bullet he shot made him raise his eye brow in
shock. The light from the muzzle of the gun made his eyes tear up the tears ran down his face.

  The S.N. Killer had Shelly by the back of the neck in a head lock using her body as a shield. The first bullet hit her lung making her unable to scream and breathe.

  She died sometime after the other seven bullets ripped through her body. The S.N.

  Killer grinned and released his grip from around her neck. Her body dropped like dead weights hitting the floor hard. He aimed and threw the meat cleaver that crashed into Prince-Mack's face splitting it open like a pumpkin.

  "Ahhhh!" The woman behind Prince-Mack screamed as she felt his body fall backwards onto her.

  Then a meat cleaver flew sideways cutting through her mouth and taking off her head leaving her standing there only with her bottom jaw. The other half of her head flew off into the air and on to the floor. Her body collapsed onto the wood floor next to Prince-Mack.

  The S.N. Killer quickly found a black garbage bag and began to chop off pieces of the body parts and stuffed them into the bag.

  ‘There's somebody else in the apartment.’ The voice in the S.N. Killer's head said.

  The S.N. Killer walked passed a room he didn't check. He had the garbage bag in one hand and the stainless steel meat cleaver in the other hand.

  "You’re right." The S.N. Killer said to the voice in his head as he felt the presence of someone else.

  He twisted the door knob and slowly opened the door. Ms. Redberry did everything in her power from keeping herself from screaming and crying and making sure to keep her daughter doing the same. As they heard all the cries and screams from her friends, she wrapped her hand around her daughter's mouth so she wouldn't make a sound that could be heard. They crawled up in a ball trembling as they heard the footsteps in the room. Her daughter made a whimpering sound as she cried.

  "Shhhh!" Ms. Redberry whispered as they heard him get closer and closer.

  "I know y'all are in here." The S.N. Killer said in an evil tone as he looked up under the bed then stood up straight and turned around and looked at the closet door.

  He twisted the closet door knob and Ms. Redberry and her daughter were ready to burst out in tears as he pulled it open.