Derek grinned a wide grin as we watched his next victim. It was a leopard couple. The male was bigger in stature and the female had a small and slender frame. He grasped his over sized chainsaws and observed them. He loved to observe his prey before the kill because it they sometimes dropped things. Things that he could use in his machines. Derek was a master mechanic and owns an abandoned hut in the middle of the woods in a national park. Derek's abandoned house was well hidden but every once in a while someone would wander into his house and he would have supper for another night. Derek didn't like society and would step foot in a city or town unless he had a good reason too. Derek usually prayed on the unsuspecting couples that would wander the park after hours. Derek preferred his victims unsuspecting. It helped them slide down his throat easier. Derek felt no emotion besides happiness. Derek felt happiness all the time. Derek had no remorse for killing others. In fact, he found it fun. It felt like going hunting, except guns where never really his style. He preferred the blissful feeling of a chainsaw through the screaming victims bleeding body. He hated being bothered by others. He always found a way to find food. Derek watched the couple as they sat on the bench and talked. Derek started to drool as he cackled and revved the chainsaws. He jumped down in front of the two and looked at them. "Hello friends! Glad you could make to supper!" said Derek with a smile. "Who the hell are you?" asked the boyfriend standing up grasping his girlfriends hand. "Why, my name is Derek, and I'm having you for supper." Derek ran at the two. The girlfriends screamed as she was spattered with her boyfriends blood. Derek than pushed the chainsaw through the boy furhter, also piercing the women. The women was screaming untill her screams where nothing more than gargles, her chocking on her own blood.


I don't fuckin' know what this was, just a random Derek story.