《K.I.X》


 [Season 1] Ep. 0

    "You little bitch, get your ass up!" he screamed.


    He swung his boot into my stomach, sending waves of overwhelming pain throughout my body. I gasped for a gulp of breath, but my lungs refused to obey my order. I painfully winced, attempting to fight off the blackness that enveloped my mind.


    "I said get your ass up!" he boomed.


    He grabbed my arm and threw me into the wall like a broken rag doll. I wailed in misery and felt the bones in my back shatter.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    Is this the end?


    I convulsed and cried out in the hope that someone could save me from this brutal death.


    "I''m going to kill you," he panted,"I''m going fucking kill you!"


    He raged one last time and slammed me against the wall. I felt my skull crack and hot blood churn throughout my body.


    I''m sorry... I failed in life.


    As I lay helpless on the floor, my mind finallylet go. Darkness consumed me and the world that I once lived in became nothing.

 [Season 1] Ep. 1

    *3 Hours Earlier*


    "Are all the drugs in the car?" Shotora whispered.


    I nodded, wiping the sweat that covered my forehead. Shotora slammed the car twice, indicating that I could deliver the drugs to the drop-off. I turned the engine to life and backed out of the garage. Small, appalling houses lined the streets and gangs hid in the shadows. In the distance, I could hear the muffled screams of a drunkard and the sirens of police cars. I attempted to calm myself, but the terror and uneasiness would not subside.


    Why am I doing this? Is it worth it? I COULD DIE? If the police find out that I have drugs hidden in the trunk of my car, then I''m dead meat.


    I turned onto a highway and carefully winded around a slow, cargo truck. As I passed the truck, something caught my eye. A small boy lay on the side of the road, weeping from his injured knee. Blood dripped down his leg, and his eyes brimmed with tears.Stolen story; please report.


    "IT HURTS," He wistfully screamed,"IT REALLY HURTS!"


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    IT HURTS," I yelled, "It REALLY HURTS!"


    He hysterically laughed and kicked me against the wall. The stench of death permeated the air. He snatched my arm and raised a rusty, bloody knife.


    "I''m going to do it again," he giggled, "Your new daddy is going to do it again!"


    Paralyzing fear engulfed me as he plunged the knife into my arm. I felt my blood vessels pop and the pain explode throughout my body.


    "It will heal... and then I''m going to stab you again, okay?" He grinned, "OKAY?"

 [Season 1] Ep. 2

    "It''s time for another round!" He guffawed.


    I whimpered and scurried to the corner of the room. Tears rolled down my face and dripped onto the dirty, concrete floor. My bones rattled and shook with fear.


    "No, please don''t," I cried,"no more... PLEASE!"


    He sneered with pleasure, playfully spinning his bloody knife in the process. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    "But this is your punishment for being a bad boy," he chuckled.


    He leaned towards me, his hot breath coursing throughout my body. I attempted to hide my fear, but my eyes easily gave it away.


    "I''m going to kill you," he simpered.


    When is this nightmare going to end? Am I really going to die by the hands of this disgusting monster? As he raised his knife once more, the shadow of death eclipsed onto me. Darkness encircled around us, waiting for the moment to consume me whole.


    "Goodbye Fuko!" He exclaimed.

 [Season 1] Ep. 3

    A loud bang, a gasping breath, and the clang of a knife falling to the floor. The aroma of robust and metal drifted through the air. The only sound wasthe screams of pain that shrilled through the air.


    "No, no, no, NO!" He bellowed.


    I slowly opened my eyes, fearful of what I might see. Daddy bent down on the floor, blood pooling out of the wound in his chest. The knife lay beside him, still shining with delight. A police officer holding a gun stood a few feet away, his hand shaking with adrenaline.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    "Ah... I knew it was you," Daddy gulped.


    With one last clinging breath, he fell to the floor, baskingin his own blood. As he lay motionless, I could see his soul fade away and hear death cackle in the distance...