User blog:Maidori Waifurin/Stories

Since I can't edit the story page, I decided to put some here. I haven't written in a while, so they're not the best, but here.

I'll add more.

Jester
Ready. Aim. Fire. The body fell to the ground as the Vigilante breathed a sigh of relief. The Serial Killer would terrorize this town no more.

As the sun rose on Salem the next day, the town was in a panic. The Doctor was found dead last night. Killed at the hands of a Vigilante.

That night, as he put the muzzle of his gun to his head, a thought crossed his mind.

He didn't deserve just any death, no.

He deserved to be executed by a town who believes that he is evil.

After all, he thought, he is evil. He killed an innocent.

Amnesiac
As the moon shone on Salem, a lone man can be seen by the graveyard, looking at the names and roles of fallen townies. He had lost himself long ago, foggy remnants of memories being all he has left. He came here every night, hoping that maybe one of these graves, one of these townies that he has never known, held the key to who he used to be.

Deodat Lawson. John Proctor. Lydia Dustin. Betty Parris. With each name read comes a flicker of his past life. And then, as he reads a name of someone hung just hours ago, his eyes widen with recognition as it all comes back to him in a flash. He remembers, and now it's time to start again.