Chapter Seven: Murder-sama:
February 25th, 2010.
Hisoka blinked. This girl looked cute, in a weird way. Her skin looked so pale, almost like snow. Her honey blonde hair came down to her waist. She held her white and brown robes around her skinny frame.
"Who areï¿½?" Hisoka started to ask. The girl stretched her neck for a bit.
"That hurt," she muttered. The demon looked up and saw Hisoka and gave him a huge grin. "Hey, I know you. I know you. Yeah, you're the son of a bitch who whooped my ass the other day!" Hisoka took a step back. She leaned in close to his face.
"Now that wasn't very nice, was it?" she asked. Hisoka tried to back away again, but the demon held him still.
"Who are you and what do you want?" he asked.
"You can call me Jessie," the demon said. "And what I want is revenge."
"Revenge?" Hisoka asked.
"Yeah!" Jessie shouted. "Look what you did to my neck, man!" She showed him the gash on the left side.
"You came at me!" Hisoka barked.
"Wellï¿½ yeah," she said. "But it hurt!" Hisoka rolled his eyes.
"This is stupid," he mumbled. He tried to walk away, but she wouldn't let go. Hisoka gritted his teeth.
"Let go!" he barked.
"I'm not done talking to you yet," Jessie said.
"I don't care!"
"But it hurt!"
"You owe me!"
"By any way possible!" she told him in a low voice. Hisoka gave her a funny look. What was with this girl? What the hell did she want?
"Look," he said. 'I have to get back to work now."
"So?" Jessie asked. Hisoka tried to pull away.
"So, let me go!" he barked. She kept her grip.
"I don't care," she said. "I will make you pay."
"Are you crazy?" he asked. Jessie just laughed. Hisoka's eyes widened. What the hellï¿½ Though he couldnï¿½t see it at the time, but this moment with her would mark the beginning of the end of his sanity.
Jessie grinned at him. "So, how shall I make you pay?"
"Huh?" Hisoka asked.
"Chop, chop," she said. "I intently to make you pay dearly!"