Kali was on her way to her first class of college - which was math. She sighed, thinking about the events that had been happening in her town lately. There had been so many freaky deaths that they thought it might be another Kira. Kali used to be a member of a fan-based website that talked about the so-called Kira, and she was very sad hearing the news of his death. When she heard about the new killings, she decided to create her own site. One reason was that the killings were random people, and not rapists, killers, or robbers. Secondly, she wanted to meet the new Kira, even if he was worse than the first one. She thought it was crazy how the deaths were planned out like Final Destination movies, but half of them had to be fake because all shows tend to lie to get more viewers.
Kali looked at her paper to see what building and room she needed to be in, then started walking towards where she had to be. Walking into the big classroom, she saw only a few people. She walked up a few steps before approaching a guy who looked somewhat nice. She got out her laptop and waited for it to start up. "Hey," she said, mumbling low to see if he would ignore her or not.<|im_end|>
It had been two weeks since the killings had started. Originally it was five deaths within five hours. Those five were his test subjects. Heart attack for one and the other four actually did something before meeting their death. Then the deaths stopped. Until four days later when the first five people in the personal death toll skyrocketed to fifty-seven in one day. Each of those deaths happened simultaneously across the country. In fact, the thing was so insane that businesses closed down for a couple days allowing people to spend the last few days alive with their loved ones. The deaths then balanced out to be at a constant pace but not so many at one time. And Within two weeks life was back on track aside from the constant fear of someone dying.
The original Kira had the right plan on how to make the perfect world. Unfortunately, his plan was flawed. He would only kill criminals. The utopia he had was not created properly as bullies still existed and so long as people did petty crimes they were not killed off. Bryan, although was not out to make a utopia, had already caused a lot of people to play nicely at the fear of being killed for no reason.
Bryan was at the McDonald's Across the Street from the college eating a burger when he looked at his cell phone. It was still a few minutes before the next death would take place and this time he was making sure to have a front row seat to the Death. Most of his killings were freak accidents, something completely unexplained, and thus he could not be at each one. The next death however was going to happen right outside the window he was next to.
Perfectly on cue, the helicopter was hovering overhead. Smoke blowing out of one engine and it quickly started spiraling down to the ground. The professor who had just flunked Bryan crossing the street and the helicopter blade cleaving head clean off. The pilot escaping without a scratch only to be hit by a car right after. Two for the price of one.
"HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE THAT?" One kid around Bryan's age screamed, freaking out.
Of course he did. Bryan was the one who willed it to happen.<|im_end|>