"Oh ? And what might that be ?" The male would have stood still , the only movement he gave was his shoulders rising and falling with each breath he took. His body was well built , for his line of work. It had to be . His head moving in which way needed to keep an eye on her.

"To be honest , I haven't noticed what you wear . When I see someone , all I have run through my mind is murder. " The male would have tightened his grip on his blade

"I don't need anyone to do what I do . I have run it solo and I haven't ran into any issues. " The male said in his low growling voice. "I am a killing machine , Sweet Tooth !"

"I am un-killable ! I have won the twisted metal tournament multiple times . I have come back alive , I am not a person . I am a list for death incarnate ."

"Now why shouldn't I kill you here and now ??"

"Getting me ....what exactly ?" The male would have said in a curious tone while slightly tilting his head to the side .

"All I desire is more pathetic trash to kill ."

"Oh I have ~ and I chose to take the stairs ." The male would reminisce of when he was hunting done his daughter .

"Hmm , a cinema huh ? I can't say I have tried it . I drove through a mall in my truck earlier today ."

"With today's time, not many go to the movies anymore . Everyone has these ... Computer sites ."

"How many would you say ? I have gotten so used to mass killings . I would rather not waist my time on so little ."

"But then I would miss out on the satisfaction of hearing them beg , beg for their life ."

"No guns , just my blade ." The male would have rested the crudely made weapon on his shoulder .

The male would turn and begin to walk. His presence could be somewhat intemidating. .

About 30 minutes later , the male would return . His body coated in the crimson liquid. Alot of it dripping off of his blade while his hair burned brightly. Heavy breaths leaving him as he stood before her.

"Much ." The male would tilt his head to the side , hearing a loud pop in his neck .

Taking out a rag he would slowly clean off the jagged blade of his . "What's your favorite method of murder ?"

"Blood will cause the blade to rust , in return will cause the blade to weaken ."

"What kind of bat do you have ? Nail bat ? Razor wire bat ??" The male would say in a curious manner