~ C h a p t e r 34 + Special ~

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~ I'm Sorry ~
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Now and days, no one leaves their home past the time of eight o'clock.

So Inko has to find new ways to lure the gullible and stupid children out.

Sometimes she leaves a toy out in the middle of the street. Sometimes she knocks on the doors. Sometimes she sneaks in the unlocked windows and doors to grab the children forcefully.

But sometimes she waits. She waits and waits and waits till the parents leave and the child is by themself.

The dirty and defenseless creatures who can't even control their developing quirks yet.

So that's what Inko is doing right now. She's in a dark green dress with heels and a sun hat, with a fake blond wig on with purple contacts and sunglasses.

She held a can of beer to show the impression that she's been out.

It's a really simple disguise.

She sits on the curb and waits. She knows the parents will be leaving their three children and their children's two friends alone to go out because she looked under reservations for a restaurant near by.

All and all, she had five kids to kill, and a hell of a lot of time on her hands.

Today she decided to not bring her own weapons. She would use what the house supplied her with.

Luckily she has gloves in her purse. She would put three on before she went inside. She can't risk fingerprints.

The dress she is wearing will quickly be bleached and destroyed by her friend, and then sold to someone else to wear.

They'll never know the blood that stained it.

She heard a door shut and some talking, so she tilted her head to the side and took a sip of her 'beer' that was actually just sprite in a beer can.

She watched as a shadow in the house locked the front door behind the two adults.

"Smart kid... but not smart enough," she mumbled out into the dark night, watching as the car was starting and the two parents drove away.

Oh how much they would regret making those reservations.

She chuckled darkly as the car disappeared in the lightly lit street from flickering lamps.

Inko started her slow walk to the front door before she took a bobby-pin out of her fake hair, and started to mess with the lock.

Eventually, she heard a familiar click and she opened the door, closing it lightly behind her.

She scowled when she heard children talking.

"Danny! You should of done your homework yesterday not the day of!" A girl's voice rang around the house as a smaller male voice whined; "I'm sorry, Jenny!"

Inko looked around the living room before spotting a vase, quickly she knocked it to the ground loudly.

The house went quiet as Inko smirked, activating her quirk to push the windows down that she mapped around the house.

Their was no escaping her.

They wouldn't run. They couldn't run.

But they knew she was there.

"Oh dearie's," she hummed loudly as she picked up a few shards.

"Why don't you come downstairs? It'll make this... so much... easier," she hissed out as she dragged the ceramic shard on the wooden walls.

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