Murder

Five killed in one day.

Michael went feeding almost all day once Lisa left him that morning. He killed five people, two were children, as he searched for blood. His children, Prince and Paris, were with the nanny. He wondered if he should kill them too. He felt good killing. It wasn't just for the blood anymore. It was for the excitement. It felt great. Debbie came over as soon as Michael came in the door that night. She was frantic and scared.

"What is it?" Michael asked.

"The police are after you. Big time! Come on, you don't have to give into those humans! We can run! Pack your things and--"

"Debbie!" Michael said. "Why are they after me?"

"They followed your trail. The people you killed are being found."

"Oh." Michael said thoughtfully.

"Come on!" Debbie said. "We've got to hurry!"

"I'm not running." Michael concluded.

"But Mike, this is life in prison we're talking about!"

"Do you think I care???" he said with a bit of a giggle. "They're human beings, I can crush them with my bare hands. No cell can hold me."

Debbie laughed. "I'll help in the best way I can. I'm sure that, wait---where is Lisa?"

"Lisa's gone. She found out I was having an affair but... gosh, I'm thirsty."

Debbie smiled. "I'm always here for you."

Michael sighed. "Deb, you're awfully pale and don't you feel tired? I think I'd better take a break from your blood. I don't wanna hurt you."

Suddenly there was a banging on the door.

"This is the police! Open up!"

Michael smiled. When Debbie and Michael got closer to the door, they heard sirens outside. Michael opened the door halfway.

"Open the door, Mr. Jackson." the policemen said.

Michael opened the door all the way. One of the police grabbed Michael's arms and put them behind his back.

"You have the right to remain silent," he said. Before they put handcuffs on him, Michael suddenly elbowed him in the chest supernaturally hard. So hard that the policeman backed away. Michael turned around and grabbed him by the neck. He quickly lifted him up and through him against the wall, knocking him out.

Another cop grabbed Michael from behind. But Michael flipped the guy over and dropped him hard on his back. Michael's eyes turned a blood red and the man stopped breathing admediately.� The last policemen had his gun aimed at him, obviously shaking with fear. He hadn't seen a man do something like that in his whole life.

At that moment, Michael had realized how incredibly powerful he is. He could kill anyone he felt like killing.

"Get back." The cop nervously said.

Michael stepped towards him.

"Get BACK!!!!" he screamed. He shot the gun twice. Michael collapsed to the ground. The cop took a deep breath and lowered his gun. He looked at Debbie.

"You okay?"

Debbie nodded.

The cop walked up to Michael's body and kneeled down to it. "All this time, he was a killing machine."

Suddenly, Michael's eyes flew open and he grabbed the policeman by the throat. He pulled him down and bit his neck. The man's screaming stopped as he slowly started to die. Michael savagely drank from his blood.

He then sat up and dropped his corpse on the ground.

Michael smiled and said, "I fooled him completely."

Debbie stood with her hand over her mouth.

"You are a killing machine..." She whispered as Michael stood.

Michael laughed. Putting his hands on her shoulders he said, "I want you to go home as quickly as possible."

Debbie nodded.

"And....turn on the news when you get home. " Michael said with a smile.