The St. Louis Serial Killer

As I stood in the mirror and wiped their blood from my well manicured hands, I laughed. "Nobody know who I am. Talk about the lack of footwork in St. Louis City's police team." I continued to laugh to myself as i undressed and stepped into my shower and finished washing my 36th evil deed from my rotten skin. As you may realize, I am a murdere, and not for hire. I kill for sport. I kill for fun. Nobody in particular rides my shit list, but I guess they in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or, in my case, the right time. You see, I never identify myself gender wise, never specify my sexuality, nothing. It's better this way, so my prey can't see it comming. They never have. I've killed for simple reasons, and I've killed just because a muthafucka looked like a waste of life. And needless to say there are plenty of them mufuggas around. I keep a myspace and black planet account just to label my next targets. And yea, I know. You probablly saying, "Don't you need a picture on the main screen?" well here's the answer to your question. A thirsty ass bitch will add you as her friend if you say you got ends and lookin for a female friend, and a pussy hound ass filthy ass nigga will just add you, just to say he got you on they page. But neither sex knows my gender. And unless I'm caught, you wont either. I've been sucessful for almost 10 years, i just turned 26 October 31st. Halloween.....Hallows EVE 2006!! HA! Now that was a date to remember. I took this bitch life because she was jaw jacking about her man to her best friend, (who I also killed just for being a dumb bitch) who was all but letting this idiot know that she was the skank piece who was fuckin her man. We were on the metro link. This was well before the new trains and the cameras and shit was on every train, and you could get away with doing shit like eating, drinking, whatever!! Hell, now that I think about it, aint much changed, especially on the train that go to the airport;just nigga city!! Anyway, I sat two seats away from them on the right side of the train. The bitch dogging her man had tack burgandy ass weave tracks with a part on the side, bangs in the front, and what ghetto hoes call a "white girl ponytail" how fucking stupid. The other bitch had them god awful pixie braids in several different hideous color. You know, a person's negrosity can always be shown by the way they speak, the clothes they wear, and their hairstyles, and my guess is these hoes are straight out of pagedale. "Girl, I know that nigga aint shit and he prolly fuckin some bitch right now! he aint shit girl, he a broke ass nigga, nothing more" " Yes girl, he do be all up in hoes face, and why last week he tried to talk to me?" " for real girl? see, thats why I'm fuckin his uncle now." I had all i could take, so when the hoes exited the train at the wellston station, i decided that it was time to rid the world of such trifflin ass bitches. they continued to talk real loud as they walked down plymoth, and i cocked my pistol. While they walked and talked, i inched closer. Then decided to put away the pistol. That is when the loud ass friend of the dumb hoe bashin her man noticed " Girl is it a mufukka following us?" " bitch where? I wish somma these dusty ass wellston people would try me, i'll be going to jail!" they slapped fives in the air, like they were untouchable. Little did they know they were dealing with the devil's child. By the time they got to the darkest part of the street i had my silencer on the tip of my 9. "AYE BITCHES!" POP POP POP BING! the first two shots to the head of the bitch with the pixie braids and busted her shit like a watermelon. The other bitch, well, I must be slippin, cause i shot her dumb ass in the shoulder, close to the neck and she jumped up running and screaming. I couldn't have that, why, I have a standard of my own to uphold. "OH GOD! HELP MEEEE!!!" she ran while holding her left shoulder. I was less than 2 feet from her when she fell down. Stupid bitch. I guess that fucking hairstyle had her thinking that she was a white bitch and fallin her ass down. I walked right up on her and stood over her. "PLEASE DONT KILL ME! I GOT KIDS!!!" as if i gave a fuck. She musta thought I considered letting her ass live cause she got up and bagged away from me facing me. "Thank you,Thank you, Th....." before she could finish her thanks, i cocked back and tossed a 12 inch knife that struck her right in the forehead. Her lifeless body fell with a thudd, and I of course took pictures. Thats my thing. Kill a mufukka then take pictures of my artwork. FLICKFLICKFLICKFLICK! i stood in awe of the way i'd just thrown that knife and stuck her exactly where i wanted to. then, as i was removing the knife from her forehead, the thought came to me that she might be in the afterlife STILL running her fucking mouth. Can't have that either. I cut off her lips. and cut out her tounge, then slit the sides of her mouth. I dunno why i did that, guess the photos would look more artistic. After I finished her off. I went and did the same to her friend, except i cut her eyes out, cut off ALL of her fingers, and one thumb, then wrapped them up with the knife. I guess i cut out her eyes and her tounge and shit to prevent her from lying and touching someone elses man. Skank bitch. I started to spit on them, but then they'd do some ole forensics shit and catch my ass. I picked up my shit and strolled on to the metrolink. That was last year. Tonight is November 3, 2007. Tonight I just murked this nigga who call himself Rell, a local rapper who had the reputation of being just a wack ass nigga. Dude was the lamest cat that the Lou ever put on, and I decided that he didn't deserve mufuckas money for that shit he was putting out. The cat was so cocky, he had a pretty ass broad, he used to showcase her til his shit hit the radio for the local wednesdays shit. Then, he started treating her. He'd be all on the radio lying and fronting, talking shit bout women, and how he pissin on hoes like R.Kelly, and got Jay-Z cake and this cat broke as the last day of the month for mufuckas on welfare. I decided to get the skeez on him.me being who I am, I know mufuckas, but they really dont know me, or pay much attention to me for that matter, which makes it so mch easier for me to do niggas. So tonight, when he was on the parking lot of churches on delmar and skinker, i strolled up on dude. Surprising to my eyes, the nigga was straight getting him homosexual on in his back seat of his 88 cutlass. Shit was rockin, back and forth, his ass moanin and groaning like he was diggin some broad out. Well, when i snuck up on the nigga, he was turned ass up to his boy Kalen. Now, in the niggas lyrics, and I quote "YA BOI BE BAGGIN HOES IN THE BACK SEAT, 88 CUT DOG CAT CAR PLAYBOI DON'T SLEEP, LEMME CREEP UP AND CATCH YA GIRL SITTIN ALL ALONE, THE KING OF THE LOU WILL BE THE ONE TO DETHRONE AND GIVE YA BITCH THE BONE, GOT HER STONE STALKIN, PUSSY POPPIN ME AN MY NIGGA KAY WE BE BOTTLE POPPIN". "wack shit, right? " Oh yes, baby, whose ass is this?" smack. " oh, shit, its yours, kay, it's yours". I almost lost my fuckin lunch. I went to my bag and pulled out my dart gun filled with liquid Rohypnol ( X and liquor can be dangerous!) and opened the door. The nigga Kaylen snatched his dick out of Rell's ass and was shootin nutt all over his ass when i pulled the trigger twice and stuck two darts in his neck. POP! the serum exploded in his neck and The nigga fell backwards against the pasenger side door lifeless. Rell was too high to notice that I'd just killed his boyfriend, so he sat up and swung his honey blonde locks from left to right, then rubbed his right hand through the right side of his head. " Damn that dick was good tonight, baby...." he said with his eyes closed, and head tilted back. He still didn't notice me, or rather the dark figure that was kneeling in the front driver seat, so I closed the door, slowly. I was gonna really murder this nasty ass bisexual mufucka. When Kaylen died, his dick was still hard, so when faggot ass Rell sat up, he bumped his wide opened ass into a still hard Kaylen, and immediatley sat down and began bouncing up and down. POP!!! I put the dart gun right upside his head and pulled the trigger on the gun. the juice from his head and from the serum bursting splashed my face. "FAG ASS THUG NIGGA!" i fussed at Rell. I removed the darts from Kaylen and placed them back in my bag, then shot Rell four more times in the back, just to show the police when they came that I didn't appreciate closet fags. Then I went to work. I took out the surgical glue i'd ordered under Rell's name two months ago, broke the seal on four valves and poured the contents down the crack of his ass and onto kaylens still hard dick. "damn, what the fuck u niggas do, take a viagra to fuck all night long?" I said as i noticed Rell was hard too. Unimpressed by the size of either dick, I continued. The glue set while i was cutting Rells dick off. I then placed his dick in my bag, and took pictures of the two faggs the Lou's dumb ass female following loved. Then i made sure to press repeat on the sexual song on his c.d, turned on the air conditioner, lit a blunt and laid it in the ashtray, and closed the door. This was at 3:31 am, Wednesday morning, or tuesday night, if you a club hopper. After my shower, I scanned the local news for the murder. Nothing yet. By the time the 12 noon news came on, I'm sure they'd find they gay asses. Goodnight, and oh, welcome to the mind of the Lou's serial killer. Imma Rest right now, but tomorrow, or later on today brings a fresh new killing spree and I've already got mufuckas on my radar that must die.
Danielle waited and waited for her dog walter to finish doing his buisiness. "Walter, dang, how much doo-doo you got packed up in that little bitty booty of yours! I might as well be walking myself!" she joked as she stood and tapped her foot against the concrete. It was 5:15 am, and time for her usual morning jog. " Damn it's cold, but I gotta keep it tight." she said to herself as walter came out of the bushes and barked "ARF!ARF!ARF!" as to let her know that he was done. Before she could jog off, her cellphone rang. "mama." she sighed and answered. "woman, what are you doing awake this doggone early?" "Chile, I called you to tell you that the police think we got a serial killer on the loose." "ma, thats impossible. St. Louis aint that big." "bullshit! they just found them girls dead and mutilated in wellston not even a week ago, now they done found that rappin boy, uh, Rell i thank they say his name was dead and cut all up. " "WHAT!" i knew immediatley that some female probablly had done it, hell, Rell had that womanizing thing bad. That is until mama continued. " Yea, honey, and they say they caught him and his friend in a sexually compromising position, and one of them had a dildo in they mouth, and chile, they had set so long that who ever was getting screwed in the ass got stuck inside the other one!" I was in disbelief mode. "Rell, a fag?" "mama, i just can't even process that!" Well baby, you better hear mama out when she tellin you that something aint quite right with these little boys these days." "mama, c'mon, rell was a grown ass man, he was 28, I think." mama went on and on about how the bible predicted this and that, and how she hopes i'm using protection, how i should be careful out jogging, you know, the normal mama shit. I didn't even hear her say goodbye. All i remember was that I was holding my cellphone up to my ear when I felt a thumb hit the backside of my head......
Right at that moment I wanted to kill her, but she laid there so fucking beautiful until I couldn't do it. Not yet at least. So I picked up a stone and hauled it at the backside of her head, and popped her square in the middle of that gorgeous full head of brown and blonde streaked hair. Miss Danielle Kerry, the number one female on the radio in the Lou. Since no one was watching, nor was out this morning, at least as far as i could see while out jogging on the forest park trail, i drug her limp body behind a tree. "ARF!AFR!ARF! RRRRR..." her dog was gonna be trouble, so I picked the little barking bitch up and snapped her neck. I of course don't leave a trail, so i picked the still shaking animal up from the damp concrete and laid her next to danielle. I couldn't help but stare at her, lying there unconscious. She looked so beautiful, Golden brown skin attatched to a chubby childlike face, full african american lips, teeth sugar cube white, and too perfect to be hers; veneers obviously. Her long, luxurious neck that dipped into her ample breast, and flat stomach adorned with a butterfly tattoo on the left lumbar. I stooped down to get a closer look. "Just as I had suspected, a pierced belly" i said as i rolled her over onto her stomach to get a glimpse of her ass. As i saw her begin to awaken, i punched her in the back of the head three times to continue her slumber. I also wanted to touch her skin. I stood and walked to the edge of the track to see if anyone was comming. Not a soul. Odd, again for the forest park track, but oh well. I had something I needed to explore. I started at her shoulders and rubbed across her chest in a slow, precise movement, then went up to her neck and pressed against her windpipe. "No, don't kill her yet," i reminded myself. It seemed that her full brown lips were calling out to me for a kiss, so i licked across the top lip." sugary substance..." then sucked on her bottom lip. I was fully aroused, but not convinced to go further, not yet. I lifted her shit to expose her bare breast, about a small D cup with pretty, almond colored nipples. I personally am not a breast person, but her breast inticed me to taste. while i flickered my tounge across her right nipple, my hands were walking down her flat stomach into her nike jogging pants. "Damn, no bra and panies? I don't think you were out exersize were you, miss Danieele?" I released my mouth from her big breast and kissed her stomach, then pulled her pants down. I wanted to penitrate her so badly i could feel an explosion, but at the same time i HAD to taste her pierced pretty pink pussy. I divided her legs and discovered she was a bare beaver, I love it. I sucked on herclit until it stood and was ready to release its content while i fingered her asshole, then licked the crack of her ass. I couldn't bear it anymore, so i pulled her body further behind the bushes, ran out to check the street again for patrons, and saw a little old white couple. I didn't care, i had to have Danielle. I sprinted back to the bushes, punched her head a couple more times, then pulled down my pants and lay atop her limp body and ground her until I felt a nut comming. Her bare pussy felt so good against my skin as i released my contents onto her. I was still very aroused, so i began to suck her pussy again until i tasted her wetness. After I was done screwing her, I took the towel from my back pocket and cleaned her up, and dressed her. I leaned down and licked her lips and whispered " I will see you again" as she began to slowly awaken. I bagged away from her, blew a kiss and ran like florence griffith joyner on the relay team.
"MA'AM, MA'AM, MA'AM! ARE YOU OKAY?" I felt my body being shaken as I opened my eyes. "Wh...Where am I?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "OW!" my head felt like a brick had been thrown at me. It had. My head was busted, and blood streamed my right shoulder as well as my pink nike tee shirt. "what the fuck happened to me!!" i attempted to stand but my legs collapsed under me. "OH MY GOD, CALL THE FUCKING POLICE SOMEBODY!!" when i fell down i discovered that my poor baby walter had been killed. "WALTER NOOOOOO!!!! MY BABY!!!" i leaned over and cupped walter up in my arms. " SOMEBODY KILLED MY DOG!" the crowd that surrounded me begain whispering "is that Dani K from the radio?" "oh my god, what happened to her?" "is her dog dead?" "did she get assaulted?" during my spasm i began to feel the stickiness of sex between my legs."SOMEBODY RAPED ME!!! CALL THE POLICE! PLEASE!" As i yelled and screamed, an old white woman wrapped her beach towel over me and hugged me to the ground." It's alright darling, it's gonna be alright, calm down..." she continued to repeat. I could hear the whoop-whoop of the police cars and ambulance approaching, but I still felt so unsafe." MA'AM, do you know where you are? What happened to you? Are you aware that your animal has been killed? Ma'am were you assaulted by someone you know? Were you robbed? Were you raped? Aren't you that radio personality Dani K? " I was bombarded with questions that I couldn't answer. "I dunno, I was out walking walter, and....and...and....."I fainted.
"In Local News, Radio Personality and DJ Danielle "Dani K" Kerry was sexually assaulted and robbed eary this morning by an unknown assailant. Police are not releasing anymore details to this twisted story until more information has been gathered." I rewound my Tivo more than 10 times just to see them play her face on the television. She was speaking into the microphone, smiling, flirting, seeing to blow kisses at me to come get her. the news had it all wrong. I made love to her, not raped her. I touched her body with soft caresses, and sweet kisses. She had an orgasm twice while i fingered her pierced pussy, and i tasted her sweetness until it dripped sugar, so tell me how is that rape? Oh well, i can't worry about the news, hell, they get shit wrong all the time. I still don't know why I didnt kill her though. Something about her aroused me, and that never happens. I'm usually able to take a life and keep it moving. But with her, shit, something is different.I need to posses her. Something about her essence is driving me wild.....and whatever i want, i take, and if she don't give in, I'll just kill her.
"WHERES MY DAMNED BABY AT!!!!HELP!HELP! Rosalee Kerry slammed her hands on the front counter of the emergency room at Barnes Hospital. " Where's my gotdamn daughter at! Danielle! Where are you Dani baby, this is mama calling you! Some fucking body better help me!" "Ma'am, please calm down, you are disturbing the hospital's patients!" a young, overweight Male Nurse said with a flip of his hand towards that over crowded waiting room. " Don't fan your fucking hands at me and tell me to shut up, cupcake, I wanto to know the gotdamned whereabouts of my daughter! Hell, yall so incompitent in this joint til yall losing whole persons?" "Ma'am, we are not incompitent, but we are very busy, so if you will wait here i will find out some information for you." He again said while moving his hand in a flippy motion, then placing it on his left hip, and leaning back in his legs. Rosalee rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest. " Look, sweety, uh, what ever you think you are, I am looking for...." she was inteupted by Danielle. "MAMA!!!" she ran towards her mother with her arms out." DANI WHAT HAPPENED BABY? TALK TO MAMA!"
" I dont know mama!" I stood there in my mothers arms trying to decipher what the police and doctors were trying to relay to me. I just couldn't process it. I was raped by a female? How in the fuck does pussy take pussy?" "MAMA I DON'T KNOW, I JUST WANT TO GO THE HELL HOME!" "okay baby, okay...." my mother just held me in her arms and rocked me. People were looking all crazy at us like we had green shit spread all over us. Damn, was I not supposed to have emotions because I'm a radio personality. Damn. Speaking of that, Im gonna have hella questions to answer and I just don't fucking know howm not to mention if I truly want to. " Excuse me, Miss Kerry?" a polite young nurse said to me. "we need to run another test on you and another specimin is required, um, can you please come with me?" " can my mother come as well?" she nodded her head as to tell me yes, and we followed. Damn I hate being a victim. I can remember when I used to get beat the fuck up in school, i'd make jokes about it because I didn't want anyone to feel sorry for me. Now how in the hell am I supposed to make light of this? I mean, this shit is serious! Some bitch straight raped me! When we got to the room, i flashed back to an hour ago to attempt to sort through what was relayed to me:
Miss Kerry, this is Detective Fallon McMurray, and Detective Jason Ross," Dr. Bradie Smith, my PCP said. I could hear simpathy, and pity in her voice. " Hello, " I replied weaky holding the ice oack against my skull. " How are you Dani, um, outside of your current situation?" Detective McMurray said and touched my shoulder. I teared up and wiped them away as she rubbed her well manicured hands on my non bruised shoulder. I couldn't say much, so I whimpered out " fine...." and sniffed real hard before I totally broke down. "It's okay, it's okay, you didn't deserve this, we're gonna get her....." "HER! WHAT THE FUCK!" I jerked away from Detective McMurray and stared her down as if to see if she was joking. " Dr. Smith what the fuck is she talking about!" i demanded an answer, quick. " Dani," Dr Smith said cautiously. " I need to explain something very unusual to you, are you comfortable with the officers being present?" I nodded yes. " Well, as hard as this is to explain, Dani, the body fluids we found on you were of female gender, not male. You were penetrated by a foreign object, and the secretions on your thighs are consitant with the female ejaculation of yourself and of another woman." Dr. Smith stammered through her statement as if she herself couldn't believe it. " This doesn't maek sense, a woman can't rape another woman!" I tried to re-assure myself. Detective McMurray grabbed my hand and looked me in the eye and said, " Dani, it sounds unrealistic, but it happens, a woman can sexually violate another woman...I'm so sorry this happened to you. Would you like any couseling before we proceed in the case?" she rubbed my hand. I strangley felt connected to her, almost like i knew her touch from somewhere. " Well, can you all please call my mama and tell her to get here because it's an emergency?"
Before I knew it, I'd flashed back to the present, as the nurse handed me the specimen trap and instructed me to please attempt to urinate at lease to the third line. I didn't know what had happened, but mama snapped me back to reality when she said " I told you just this morning to be careful, I shouldn't have jinxed you. You been fine all this time, and me with my big, stupid mouth sent the hecklers your way. This is my fault, Danielle, I'm so sorry." She shook her head and dropped it in her lap and began to sob. " mam, this is not your fault, the sick bitch who stalked me did this, not you..." I tried to reassure her, but she kept crying. Sometimes I hated that my moms was so supersticious. I knew that i wasn't doing any good by telling her that it wasn't her fault, but I felt better knowing that I at least tried to make things better. After all the testing was done, mama and I were escourted to my loft by the Detectives. When I walked into my bedroom, my answering machine was full of messages; 51 to be exact. The very first 15 were from my best friend Amere. "OH MY GOD DANI, PLEASE CALL ME! OH GOD, I KNEW I SHOULD'VE GOT MY FAT ASS UP AND EXERSIZED WITH YOU! OH GOD, PLEASE CALL ME! BEEP!" DANI, GIRL ARE YOU AT HOME? WHERE ARE YOU, YOU KNOW THEY TAKING UP A COLLECTION AT THE JOB FOR YOU, GIRL CALL ME! BEEP!" "DANI, PLEASE CALL ME! WHERE ARE YOU?BEEP" I chuckled at Amere's messages. She was so over dramatic until I couldn't help but to laugh. The next messages were from news stations, local newspaper publications, a few other close friends, my management team at work, and co-workers, and two odd ones. " Dani, .......Dani....Dani..." the person hung up. I had no doubt in my mind that this was the rapist, so i saved this message. " Mama, are you still here?" Dani called out and walked around the corner of her bedroom to the living room. " Ma, Ma, " she shook her mother's right shoulder vigerously. " Wha...Wha... oh Dani, go to bed, mama will stay here tonight. I don't feel much lik going all the way back to Black Jack." her mother waved her away from her and curled up on her couch. " Goodnight mama," Dani kissed her mother on the forehead and pulled her Rams throw cover over her mother. After Dani locked her door, and secured all her windows, she went into her bathroom and took off the soiled clothing she wore all day and stood in front of her full lenth mirror. " Bruises all over my body cause someone is sick out in these streets." Dani traced the half moon circle purple bruise on her left hip. She became disgusted and turned away from the mirror, and turned on bath water and stepped in. " This has gotta be the worst day of my life..." Dani said and sunk deep into the scolding hot water.
" Yes baby, bathe for me, thats it....." This girl had become my obsession. I craved her essesnce, Craved her scent, Craved her mouth.....She was mine and didn't know it. As I prepeared for another evil deed, I watched her washing her perfect smooth skin. I longed to be the loofa sponge she slathered her soapy skin with. I became aroused as I watched her rise from the water and towel dry her dewy skin. "Later Baby, Later...." I put my binoculars down and picked up my bag. My newest victim will come courtesy of this pissy little bitch who works at Popeyes on Natural Bridge. I don't even know her and I just gotta kill her. She's a serious waste of life and well, I just don't think she deserves to live. Earlier, I'd gone into Popeyes to use the bathroom and there she was. Standing there, blonde ass weave tracks glued in, and showing, big gaudy ass gold rings and yes, green contact lenses. She would have been attractive in that ghetto bitch kinda way except her attitude was fucked up. "No you aint order no chicken skripts you had ordered two wings and two bisckets and some fries!" I stood and listened to her go back and forth with customer after customer and still, just as niggas do, continued to buy that damned chicken; Hell, I'm guilty of it too, because I ordered some chicken strips and a biscuit. " Uh, you had Uh ordered some skripts and a bisket?" She said while popping pink ass bubble gum. what annoyed me the most about her presence was that she had a fucking toungue ring and along with that damned gum, out came that damned toungue ring. Just like a fucking snake. " HELLO! UM YOU HERD ME TALKIN TO YOU? WELL FUCK IT THEN JO-JO I'M TAKIN MY DAMN BREAK THESE MUFUKAS BE COMMIN IN HERE ACTIN ALL DUMB LIKE THEY CANT MEMBA THEY ORDER AND SHIT!" she stormed away from the counter and flew out the back door. A manager came to the counter and apologized to me on behalf of the un professional ass bitch he'd employed. I paid for my chicken and left. I had another mission and it was to kill her. When I pulled up on the lot at about 11:41pm, I saw her waiting for the bus. She seemed like the skank bitch type that would take a ride from anyone who offered, so I went with it. " you need a lift?" and without words, she jumped her tired, fast food smelling ass in my car. too easy, this wasn't gonna provide the stimulous needed, but at least i was going to kill someone. " Yea, uh, I stay on Martin Luther King and Sarah, so uh, if you don't mind go that way." She fanned her blue acrylic nails in a direction unknown to me, so I took off. " What the hell is you doing, go the other mufuckin way!! Lemme out this car, dumb ass bitch!" i pulled over and let her out. "Unlock the Gatdamn doors, ole spooky ass mufucka1" She stared at me with attitude until I reached over and pulled the mechetie from my back seach. " OH MY GOD, YOU CRAZY!!!! YOU BET NOT TOUCH ME WITH THAT .......CHOP" with one swift motion, I choped her head from her neck and it peeled back like a bananna. Her eyes blinked and her mouth slowly stopped moving, as i watched the blood spray from her headless body onto my ceiling. "Stupid bitch, even in death!" I got out and skipped over to the passenger side of the car and pulled her body out and dropped it on the ground and left. Mission complete. Now I need to go home, bathe and watch out for my baby. She's next, but I don't know when.