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Chapter 1
Psycho and saint

I always knew there was a significant difference between me and the other kids growing up, maybe because I was much taller in contrast to the kids I grew up with, maybe it was because I was one of only three girls in the compound growing up, maybe it was the fact I hated the confinements of the military grounds I was forced to grow up in thanks to my father’s position in the army

Or perhaps it was the enjoyment I felt with doing activities such as this, the feeling of dripping blood spreading across Mayas fingers the blood platter smeared across her face , her eyes light and happy , her smile bright though not in a normal way almost in an animalistic sense , as if she was a wolf catching her first kill. Tying the rope securely round the now dead man’s ankles dragging him out of her old rusted van into a darked building

Flicking the lights on to show the concrete landscape of the abandoned garage , tools discarded on the ground and dust settled on the work benches , a grunt leaves Mayas lips “you’re a heavy fucker ain’t ya” maya says to herself continuing to heave the man’s lifeless body threw the open space finally stopping near the opened shower drain

walking away , she begins to wash down the now reddened floor lased in blood thankful for the midnight moonlight lighting the path near the older van , checking she has left no evidence she casually walks back threw the metal door sliding it closed and locking it securely

opening her duffle bag, she begins to pull out multiple saw’s all different length and thickness as well as an ice pick . leaning over the lifeless man smirking slightly

“your also quiet the bleeder huh” taking a pause as she squats down “this is the fun part don’t worry I ain’t going to eat you” maya says in a sinister laugh taking a moment to think “well maybe … no too much cooking for my taste” she sniggers at her own joke as she walks steadily away to her bag throwing on medical gloves as well as a CDC suit that she picked up from work, sauntering back to the body as if this is the most casual thing in the world she picks up one of the saw’s and ice picks

Leaning down she brutally stabs the ice pick into the man’s kneecap , the familiar sound of bones snapping under her wait brings happiness to the blonde’s face as she begins to saw under the knee , blood oozing out and rolling smoothly towards the shower drain.

Humming along to the music in her head she begins to dismember the man peace by peace wrapping the parts in clingfilm. After washing the blood in the drain dumping bleach down the seeping hole, she begins packing the parts in multiple bags

Taking off her CDC suit and gloves she packs them into a separate bag, wiping her face semi clean of the blood spatter. pulling the bags over her muscular shoulders , heading out into the street passing the rusted van in favour to the car parked in the back of the ally

Checking the car , no tickets , no personal effects … perfect she thinks a devilish smile appearing over her face , though it would be easier to just hop back in the van , the car however looks more casual in contrast to the old rusted van the screams ‘there’s a dead body In here’ the passenger window cracked open partly . rookie mistake she thinks as she easily pushes the window down unlocking the car from the inside

Tossing the bags in the back and entering the driver’s side , popping the dash under the steering wheel exposing the colourful wires , connecting them together the engine roars to life.

Driving away placing sunglasses over her eyes and a mask around her face , usually would be perceived as odd but with covid just beginning to settle masks have become a usual sight to maya’s happiness this attire is entirely casual.

Cutting the car at the location she has decided upon . a farmer field a fair drive from the city centre remote enough to be at peace while she disposes of her kill but not so much, she cannot come to revisit her handy work

Carrying out a shovel she begins dipping into the hardened grass , her muscles straining from the work out

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About an hour later multiple holes have been dug as maya begins to gently place the body parts of the man in separate holes. Satisfied with her work she begins to cover the parts with dirt. Reaching into her pocket she retrieves sunflower seeds sprinkling some into the almost covered hole. As she buries them completely, she smiles happily at her work a feeling of pride washing over her

Checking the time on her watch , 3 am , still enough time to run back for a shower and a quick nap before her shift. Getting into the stolen car starting it up and reversing out of the metal gates that hold the entry to the farmers land she begins to drive back to the scene … well not of the crime but off the dismembering. Parking the car exactly where she found it , photographic memory comes in use huh. Maya thinks to herself as she exists , grabbing some clean clothes from the rusted panel van she makes her way back to the now … un stolen ? yeah un stolen car she thinks . hey, I returned it so technically it was borrowed . she chuckles to herself as she wipes the car clean of fingerprints.

Satisfied with her clean she closes the door walking away discarding the sunglasses in the trash can next to her fallowed by the used mask. she rounds the side of the abandoned building , walking past a group of clearly drunk women , to easy she thinks to herself as she continues her short walk to her bike

Swinging her leg over the side of her black Harley she settles in the seat , tipping the bike slightly to place the kickstand upright she starts the engine , revving it a little before driving off towards her house ,

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Finally making it threw her door no later than 4 am she unbuttons her shirt checking for blood , satisfied with the look of her blue shirt she tosses it to the side fallowed with her black dirtied trousers as she heads to her bathroom

Turning the shower on she takes her hair out of her tightened bobble , she begins to strip her boy shorts off as well as her sports bra , jumping into the cold shower she begins to run her fingers threw her hair , thinking of the night events ,

Yes, okay maybe slitting his throat was over kill but he did deserve it, she thought to herself as she beings to relax into the water. maya had to fallow a carful set of rules

1. Only kill those who deserve it
2. Be careful not to make a scene when trying to lure said victims
3. never leave traces of evidence
4. and never become emotionally attached

Grabbing the shower gel she begins to scrub herself down though blood does excite the women she is a neat freak at heart, nothing can be out of place nor dirty , possibly due to growing up in a military compound , possibly due to the fact if she became a slob she’d defiantly get caught

Switching off the shower , she steps out grabbing a towel drying herself off as she excites the bathroom , walking to her bedroom she pulls on some shorts leaving her top half bare , her abdomen muscle flexes as she stretches before climbing into her soft bed ,

A deep sigh leaving her lips as her head hits the pillow , sure she most likely should be shaken by the fact she just brutally murdered a man but at this point you can say it’s part of her weekly routine

Guess that’s the pros of being a diagnosed psychopath, right? Maya thinks to herself as she begins to give into the darkness of sleep

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Her alarm blares shocking maya awake , sitting up and rubbing her eyes trying to adjust to the sunlight filling her extremely clean bedroom . she begins to get up stretching her tired limbs as she steadily makes her way to the kitchen

After making herself her usual protein shake and getting dressed, checking her appearance in the mirror, she begins to head out the door grabbing the keys to her bike as well as her leather jacket and helmet

Climbing onto the bike she begins to drive off , the commute to work isn’t incredibly long only a mere 20 minutes , as she’s sitting in traffic waiting for the red light to finally change, she notices the car that pulled up next to her

A beautiful brunette sits in the driver’s seat clearly in deep thought , smirking slightly thought maya doesn’t … sorry , can’t really make emotional connections , it has been a while since she took care of her physical needs however.

As the light turns green maya begins to pull away noticing the women still in thought , beeping her horn and startling the slightly older women who looks at her angerly until maya signals to the green light , smiling her apologies she pulls off taking the first right.

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Maya pulled into the employee parking switching off the engine and slowly removing her helmet, shaking her hair free. Pulling the kick stand down she climbs off the bike , walking up to the entrance of the building she hears a shout “morning bishop” she nods slightly “morning Hughes” she replies back politely

Walking into the hall passing the reception and into her office , closing the door smiling at her fresh plack laid on her desk

‘captain maya bishop of Station 19”

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Chapter 2
Sinner within

Maya sits at her desk sorting out the different paper work , placing them into different piles , folders and inserts, picking up her pen she begins to sign certain papers that need her attention that is until there was a knock at her door, placing the pen down and clearing her throat “come in” she says calmly

Andy Herrera enters her office softly shutting the door behind her , if maya had actual friends she supposes Andy would be hers , the way her world stays spinning is because she is able to slip on a mask when she’s in social situations.

Smiling brightly (though forced) at the women she points to the seat Infront of her “what’s up Andy” maya says in a sickly-sweet tone she hates using just to pass as a normal human being . “don’t what’s up me” and jogs over excitably sitting in their chair “spill , I know you did something .. sorry someone last night you always have the same look after” Andy says teasingly

Ohh only if you knew Herrera , laughing slightly more so at her on joke running threw her said she waves her hand “you know I don’t kiss and tell” maya smiles winking at the slightly younger women , the brunette rolls her eyes “come on you never give me details on what you get up to”

Manly because it would get me arrested but oh how I would love to see the look on your face , maya thought . “I like my privacy you know that” Andy stands dramatically holding her hands up “fine fine keep it to yourself” she says walking backwards towards the door “but I’m going to figure it out one day who you’re seeing” she says smirking before opening the door

Oh I doubt that , “I’m sure you will” maya says threw a laugh . Andy was about to respond before the blaring sound of the alarm goes off sending maya to her feet rushing after the already running Andy towards the engine

As her crew begins putting on their gear maya jumps into the passenger side of the engine leaving the rest to there already known position

Travis who maya admires for being an openly gay man in the fire house is on the ladder truck , Milliar who is built like a brick house rushes to the back door of the engine fallowed by ben the old newbie and Hughes a supportive yet fierce firefighter , Andy and Jack also known to maya as pretty boy jumps into the ambulance

As they pull away sirens blaring making their way through the busy traffic . sure, maya could not care less for these people but she has to know them she has to analyse their unique personalities to not come off a cold or hell even make her look suspicious

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As they arrive millar lets out a loud whistle , clearly excited by the location they have pulled up on, looking at the neon sign hanging above , “chaos club?” Maya asks curiosity lacing her tone , “best strip Club we got” millar replies a wide grin spreading across his face ,

Rolling her eyes the blonde hops out the engine , shouting commands at her team at they enter , walking threw the double doors into the open floor , purple and blue lights flood the darkened room , two separate stages fitted with floor length poles , as well as crowd of men smoking and drinking as they watch the dancing women around them

Walking in front maya pushes her way threw until she sees the man she assumes is the manager , “thank god” he begins “there’s a grease fire in the back couple of chiefs got some burns from it” nodding from the information Maya begins giving commands to her team , sending Andy and Jack to look in on the injured cooks

Millar and hughes rush off with fire extinguishers towards the kitchen while Maya checks for smoke, after she is happy with the look around the darkened room and the kitchen she nods to her team

Hughes and Millar walks out of the small kitchen empty extinguishers in hand as they make there way back to the engine , checking on Andy and Jack as they lead the cooks threw the open floor “2nd and 3rd degree burns were heading to grey Sloan” Andy announced eliciting a nod from the blonde as she begins her stroll over to the manger

“Your all good” she says calmly “couple of your staff are heading to grey Sloan for burns but apart from that your foundations good” she signals round , the man lets out a happy chuckle smacking her on the back of her shoulders , the blonde has to control her temper , being touched was one of the manly things Maya detested , slipping away from the man’s grasp she nods politely

“Thank you , we really couldn’t afford to shut for the day” the man announces looking around to the almost empty room , the blonde lets out a forced grin , she wasn’t Exactly fond of strip clubs but if there’s demand for such things there’s always going to be a market for it

“Part of the job” she says as she begins to walk away that is until the man’s hand reaches her shoulder again , he keeps touching me and I’m going to carve out his organs , she thinks to herself rolling her eyes she turns slightly “yes?” She asks annoyed

“I’d like to offer you … and your fine men A night here , drinks free of course” the man accounted a smirk laying on his face , “that won’t be necessary “ she replies . She begins to walk away until the man interrupts again “I insist” he begins “please as thanks” she raises her eyebrow , what’s the play here, she thinks , “I’ll talk to the crew .. thanks” she says waving the man off

As she begins to walk for the exit she looks back taking one last check her team was back outside , beginning to turn she feels herself hit a tall surface before a shocked voice shouts “oh I’m so sorry” looking up slightly she notices a tall brunette , gorgeous features and a genuine look of worry on her face

“Its alright” the blonde says politely taking note of the women’s outfit , her black underwear sparking slightly with sequence matched with her bra showing off her full cleavage , her slightly toned stomach catching her eyes by the shining jewellery pinched in her belly button

The brunette smiles sincerely at her as she begins her walk back to the stage a sway of her hips caught in the flashing blue lighting , Maya was intrigued to say the least , the women almost looked familiar to her , marching back toward the manger who I standing by the bar in conversation with the staff behind it she clears her throat gaining the man’s attention

She points behind her towards the stage where the tall brunette is currently preforming , “she going to be here tonight ?” She asks curiously , the man smiles wide nodding his head “carina absolutely” Maya smiles slightly , she did need some ..needs taking care of , the man begins again “I assume that’s a yes to coming back” the man concludes a smirk creeping on his face , nodding slightly her own smirk gracing her face , “could be” The blonde announces over her shoulder finally reaching the exit

Carina … suits her , she thinks , would be nice little bit of stress relief, finding her crew already in the engine she opens the door jumping in and taking her seat “what took you so long bishop” hughes asks curious ,

“Just making some plans” Maya begins smirking at her crew … who’s free tonight ?”

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Maya sits in her office scrolling on her phone looking threw tinder , sure she wasn’t interested in men hell she wasn’t interested in dating but it was good to keep an active social life , plus it’s easy pickings , horny guys who’ll go to lengths even if it’s sketchy just because they think there getting a fuck at the end of it , fucking rookies

She smiles to herself shaking her head , before she can continue there was a knock on her office door “come in” the blonde shouts placing her phone on her desk , opening the door Travis enters speaking his head threw the crack “you busy?” He asks looking at the muscular women , “not at the moment” she replies waving her hand to signal for him to come fully in the room

“Look cap I’m going to have to skip drinks tonight” Travis starts maya just listens to the tall man “on one note my taste isn’t exactly boobs” laughing slightly Maya nods her head waiting for the man to continue “plus I already have a date set up” Travis finishes . Standing up forcing a smile . God she hated forcing her facial muscles to do such things “that’s alright Montgomery it wasn’t mandatory “ the Blonde replies looking towards the man who lets out a sign of relief “thank god. Because I really didn’t want to watch Millar and Gibson drool over those strippers” he says in a laugh , maya nodded her head glancing at the clock noticing shift was about to finish .

“It’s okay on you go I’ll see you on Wednesday “ she says waving her hand as she rounds the desk grabbing her leather jacket slipping it over her muscular shoulders , Travis nods and leaves closing the door behind him as maya goes into her bunk room to grab her backpack and helmet , looking at the clock she takes note that shift is finally over ,

Opening her office door she’s met with a swarm of her team pushing threw the doors uncrossed in there own conversations , taking a beat , she really didn’t want to make forced and boring conversation , she then fallows . Walking towards her bike she hears a shout from behind her , “you meeting us there bishop?” Millar announces as he rounds his truck . “See you there” the blonde replies throwing her leg over her bike , and pulling her helmet down over her now tied blonde hair , throwing the kick stand up she starts her bike pulling away

Checking for the all clear from the lights , she begins her journey home , frustrated and relieved about the plans tonight , frustrated with having to make needless conversations with people she did not care for but relieved at the hopefulness of blowing a little bit of steam .

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Pulling into her buildings parking structure , she begins pushing herself off her bike lost in her own thoughts of the activities from a few nights ago , god that was a goodnight , remembering the beautiful sound of the man gurgling his own blood within his throat god , the look of pure horror written and the man’s face brings a genuine smile to her face . That was until her thoughts were interrupted by a feminine voice

“Maya , looking good … as always “ she blonde looks up from her position straddling her bike to be met with her neighbour “Brooke nice to see you” she says threw a forced smile , fuck this women , if she killed girls she’d be first on her hit list .
Getting fully off her bike she begins to walk past the redhead until she feels a soft grasp on her arm “I see you’ve been working out” the smaller women says squeezing her muscular bicep as she looks up at her “part of the job” Maya replies polity before continuing her walk to the elevator.

“You going up to?” The women asks . Stupid Fucking question . No im just standing in this metal box for a laugh , maya thought “mhm” the blonde replies as she presses her floor button, the redhead snaking in the lift standing a bit to close for mayas liking

“Any plans for tonight?” Jesus women take a fucking hint “yeah eh… work night out” the taller women speaks as she begins counting the floors . 5 more she can keep her composure

“No girlfriend tonight then?” The redhead inquires moving an inch towards Maya , I swear to god I’m going to kill her “nope” she replies popping the P

4 more floors she counts

“So … just not seeing anyone ? Or just casual” Brooke inquires “not seeing anyone” Maya replies getting more agitated

3 more , just 3 she can do it

“But you are interested in women?” Maya sighs Jesus fucking Christ give it a break please “I am yes” the blonde speaks sharply

2 , only 2 fuck can’t this elevator go any quicker

“That’s good to know” the redhead says winking at Maya , forcing a smile at the smaller women she nods ,

1 more thank fuck

“So maybe we …” bing ! , the elevator finally opens , finally Jesus , rushing out the metal doors she nods her goodbyes before pulling her keys from her pocket . Sure Brooke was hot and to most they’d jump at the chance but fuck she’s a nosy bastard , and she’d definitely interrupt Mayas midnight … activities , plus she’d most likely frustrate Maya to the point where she’d break the no killing women rule , opening her door she strips off her leather jacket placing her bike helmet on the table sitting against the hall wall .

Walking towards her room she looks towards her wardrobe, grabbing a random pair of jeans and a blue button up shirt , she places it on the bed , Looking at her outfit she nods happily with her decision , blue always brought out her eyes , a mix of ice blue and grey .

Entering her bathroom she shrugs off her clothes , Turing the shower on to an almost look warm temperature. Taking her sports bra off realising her bound chest she then begins to strip her boy shorts off , another thing that makes her abnormal she thinks . Sure it’s most likely weird seeing a chick with a dick but eh another thing that makes her … unique I guess you could say

Jumping into the shower she quickly scrubs down her body letting the shampoo soak into her hair while she waits . She begins to think about the tall brunette , god , she thinks , sure she isn’t exactly into most people , actually anyone she just merely puts up with them for the sake of not having a mass murder on her hands . But her , god she’s almost intrigued, her thick Italian accent the way her body moves , and the almost kind look she displayed to Maya

Maya has met a lot of people , killed a lot more and sure most have been nice , hell even great , but carina ? She has a genuine kind smile matched with her caring eyes . Not a lot of people are genuinely kind in this daying age , ironic coming from an Literal serial killer huh? But Maya has always been intrigued by new experiences and carina …

She’s the best one yet .

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Chapter 3
Fine lines

Maya pushes herself off her bike looking towards her crew already standing outside the ‘chaos club’ waiting to go in “Bishop finally!” Hughes announces clearly excited , rolling her eyes maya walks towards the group “you’re sure excited for a straight woman” the blonde says electing a devilish smile from the brunette “who says I’m straight” Hughes replies winking at the blonde

“can we go in now” Millar interrupts in an almost whine “come on then” the blonde replies pushing through the group entering the club. By this time the club was packed , pop music blasting over the speakers , the bar heaving , far too busy for Mayas taste , most likely a fire hazard , maya thinks

Before maya can ask for drink orders Millar and Gibson are already seated next to the stage watching intently to the blonde dancer with her large breasts on display. Turning around she looks towards Andy and Hughes “drinks?” she asks as both women nod happily

Walking into the crowd of people maya finds a spot to be able to order looking over her shoulder she begins to scan the room , interested in trying to find a certain Italian women walking around , her thoughts are interrupted by Hughes shouting over the music “where warren?” she asks , Andy shrugs in response as maya begins to speak “the man’s happily married there’s no way he’s going to a strip club” she shouts towards the women over the loud music.

Laughing slight Andy contributes “plus if you were married to baily would you even ask?” Hughes laughs as she answers “god no, I’m scared of that women” forcing a smile the blonde speaks to the bartender ordering their drinks.

Turning back around she hands both the women their vodkas and coke as she sips of her own beer, looking around she tries to spot the alluring Italian she’s become interested in

Finally seeing her walking around the floor, her purple glitter thong matched with her bra that perfectly held her large breasts, maya smirks to herself as her cock begins to twitch in her trousers , straightening her black button up she clears her throat at her crew who is in conversation

“gonna go and have a look round” maya announces not caring to hear there replies as she walks away towards the tall brunette. Sipping her beer, she finally reaches the taller women, looking her up and down “can I buy you a drink?” the blonde questions shining her best smirk

Maya wasn’t stupid she knew she was hot, her sharpened features, bright blue eyes, six pack and muscular frame helps with picking up women but for some reason maya almost felt intimated by the Italian.

Carina laughs slightly smiling flirtatiously at the blonde “you can buy me one, but you’re still going to have to pay for a dance bella” the brunette speaks stroking her hand down the blonde’s biceps.

Humming slightly maya smirks “okay then how much for a dance?” she asks leaning in slightly to the brunettes face who just smirks in response “usually £100 but for you bella £50” she announces squeezing Mayas arm

Tilting her head to the side maya questions her intentions. Maya survived in this world by having her guard up, you never get things for nothing and if you do its usually a trap, carina notices the confusion and leans down slightly to whisper into the blondes ear “my manger told the girls to be nice to your crew” she says flirtatiously

Nodding maya realises she isn’t in danger the manger is just grateful for her services and is supplying cheaper services in kind “brilliant” maya starts “shall we” she says as she points her hand to the private room

Falling the Italian, she notices the sway of the women’s almost naked hips, how her thong tightly gripped her hipbone matches with her bra perking her perfect breasts into place

As maya walks so notices the amused looks she gathers from both Millar and Gibson sitting at the stage , Gibson winks at her as Millar smiles brightly obviously enjoying the Vue of both carina and the other dancers on the stage

Carina slips through the bloodred curtain , smiling over her shoulder which maya fallows intently , the Italian gestures to the large leather couch sitting against the wall, maya fallows her instructions gently sitting down looking up at the brunette with a small smirk on her lips

“so how does this go?” the blonde asks curious as carina begins to fascine the curtains closed , the brunette laughs slightly before turning to look at the women sitting rigidly on the sofa “tell me what you like bella” she announces as she sways towards the slightly nervous blonde

Truth be told , it has been a while since maya had to play this part , charming , swave , flirtatious, so when faced with a gorgeous and interesting woman such as carina she is definitely out of her element in the time being , odd? Isn’t it, she can literally slice a man’s neck open , but talking to a pretty woman shocks her nerves to no end , gay problems huh? The blonde thinks to herself before she answers

“lap dance?” maya asks as she looks up at the smirking women who nods slightly before reaching behind her maya however holds her hand up “you can keep the bra on if you’d like” the blonde interrupts leaving carina to give her a questioning look, “okay” the Italian replies as she slowly brings her hands back down walking towards maya

She blonde feels the women’s gentle hands grips her shoulders as she straddles her waist lifting herself slightly above the blondes thighs, maya lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding , for once she’s genially nervous, nervous of making a fool of herself, nervous that she may be to forward or not forward enough , hell it’s the women’s job fuck sake bishop man up

Maya clears here throat as she begins to gently brush her hands along carinas side, who is taking her time grinding down Mayas front , swaying her hips in time with the rhythm of the music

Maya can begin to feel herself become excited , as carina swings her left leg around turnings to grind her perfect arse in the blondes face , her thong not leaving much to be desired, maya quirks her eyebrow as she watches the women work , the sway of her hips, her boobs occasionally bouncing as she grinds and the way she flick her hair over her shoulder, god that’s fucking sexy, she thinks

As carina turns, she looks down at the blonde spotting the clear erection pocking threw the bulge in her jeans , smirking slightly carina bends down angling her mouth to the women’s ear “you okay there bella?” she asks teasingly

Maya nods quickly trying to clear her ever drying throat, get it together bishop, speak, winks smack her arse fuck something! She thinks to herself, as she begins to open her mouth, she hears a loud bang followed by shouting loud enough to be heard over the music

Snapping both maya and the Italians attention away from the clear flirting happening carina moves slightly from the blonde, maya getting the hint stands , straightening her shirt trying to hit her raging hard on

Pulling the curtain back the women take notice of the scene Infront of them, Gibson shouting drunkenly as two large men , most likely bouncers grab both sides of his shoulder pulling him from his seat next to the stage , Millar standing laughing loudly

The blonde begins over to investigate the issue, finally reaching the edge of the stage where the commotion is still continuing, “what’s going on?” maya asks loudly over the music , firstly hearing millers continued drunk laugh, “your boy here touches a dancer” the bouncer replies as he continues the grip Gibson’s shoulder tightly , his massive build pared with his many tattoo’s signalling to maya he is not to be messed with … well with witnesses anyways

“right … so what happens now?” maya replies angerly glaring at Gibson for the interruption between her and the gorgeous Italian . “he’s got to go, we have a no tolerance policy” the large man speaks earning a nod from maya

“Gibson move it” maya signals towards the door at the bouncers lead him out “Millar fallow him please” she continues rubbing a hand over her eyes in frustration “but cap I …” the large man begins interrupted by maya holding her hand up in announces , letting out a huff he fallows towards the door

“one fuckin night of peace is all I ask” the blonde sighs turning slightly to look towards where the Italian was standing , noticing the scrawny man leaning a bit too close for Mayas liking , rationally she knows this is the women’s job to flirt but the blonde release on body language not only for her day job but also for the … activities

And carinas body language screams creeped out, marching back threw the busy room , passing the stage flooded with men drooling over the dancers as they slide from the poles the blonde makes her way up the small steps towards carina and the creepy man

“everything okay?” maya asks angling herself slightly between the man and the Italian , the man who almost huffs in response looks towards the firefighter “fine don’t need another cheers” the brown headed man response sarcastically his gaze still fixed of carina , to who maya looks at her eyebrow slightly raised in question “fine bambina” she smiles politely towards her

Nodding maya digs in her pocket pulling her brown leather wallet from her trousers , smiling politely she takes out two 50 notes handing them to the Italian “for the dance and the trouble” she says smoothly

Carina however tries to refuse the extra money “we didn’t finish there’s no…” cut of maya politely waves her hand “please I insist” handing them again to the Italian who smiles back , her eyes lighting up in a way maya finds incredibly interesting as if she’s amazed at the act of kindness

Maya looks into the women’s deep brown eyes wondering if it would be inappropriate to ask for the women’s number , before she can begin to balance that thought the man huffs yet again , annoying the blonde for the rude interruption “yes?” maya asks annoyed

The creep shrugs slightly as he rolls his eyes “really got to flash around cash to get her interest huh?” he asks sarcastically, encouraging maya to take a large step forward “got a problem with that?” the blonde accuses

The man scoffs before leering at the firefighter “look she isn’t into women , she needs a real man” he says smugly , maya laughs sharply towards him manly at her own monolog in her head , carina thought is quick to answer the man

“Connor , I told you before we cannot date clients, and even if we could I’m afraid it would not be you” the Italian says calmly brining a small smirk to the blonde’s face, fuck you pal she thinks

The man, Connor as maya now knows twists his face in anger before reaching towards the tall brunette grabbing her wrist roughly , oh your dead. maya thinks before she herself reaches her own hand out gripping his arm tightly

“I wouldn’t if I were you” the blonde threatens , before the brown-haired man could answer carina has already signalled over the third bouncer from the floor who quickly comes from behind the man grabbing his shoulder roughly before pushing him towards the door

“this isn’t over carina you’ll say yes eventually!” he shouts over the music before he’s ushered out the front door , rubbing her tired eyes maya looks towards the Italian taking note of her defensive stance and relived exhale she lets out “you okay?” maya asks as genuine she can manage

Carina nods and smiles shyly “part of the job I suppose…god I wish he’s just drop dead” she answers before looking around the busy room “I’ll see you later bella” carina says quickly before she marches towards the backroom , running a hand threw her long brunette hair

Maya smiles as she walks away, a thought rushing threw her head , you wish is my command carina … maybe he will just drop dead, thought maya hasn’t felt compassion for most people even her own mother , she more feels pity for her, carina however has almost infected her mind in such a short time, the blonde is not entirely sure whether it’s the obvious attraction or how her job is similar to Mayas interest, they both see into the most deprived part of the human rase yet maya has become cold towards it and carina she’s still has her kindness , sympathy thought a hardened shell just poking through. Her thoughts are interrupted yet again by the shout of her name , turning she spots Hughes near the exit “bishop we got to go!” the taller women exclaim as she waves her over

Rolling her eyes she begins walking towards the rest of her crew talking note of Gibson slumped outside , puke spilling half way down his shirt as Millar begins to lift him “what happened?” maya asks Andy as Hughes busses herself with grabbing jack from the other side helping him up “after the bouncers chucked him out he just started puking like… everywhere” Andy replies threw a thick smile

“great” maya replies sarcastically , looking behind Gibson she notices the creepy man she now knows as Connor as he angerly kicks a rock towards the street , walking down a darkened ally, sure easy pickings I guess, maya thinks but he’s does check all the boxes on the list, sure it may bring her some sort of smugged pleasure to know she affectively brought a relief to the Italian she has become infatuated with but she also has to scratch that ich , mainly because both the sexual frustration of tonight and the general annoyance she has come to hate from her team

“I can guess you can handle taking him home?” maya asks not really caring about the answer as she walks out of the club past her crew waving goodnight as she begins to stride to her bike , straddling it she quickly acknowledges her team “see you Monday” she announces before placing her helmet on and driving slowly away

Circling the street towards the exit of the ally eyes peeled trying to spot the scrawny man walking down it , unaware from the anger bubbling in her chest maya was about to break a key rule, ‘never make it personal’ but when it comes to carina DeLuca … who needs rules.

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Chapter 4
Waste disposal

The street was becoming empty as the morning sunrise began to shine over the blonde’s bike , reflecting off the matt black paint , maya lowers herself towards the front of the Harley , quietly taking off due to the now green light, she signals towards the right fallowing the black Fiesta

Pulling into an even quieter street she pulls back slightly trying not arouse suspicion to her position following the car Infront it occasionally swaying between the middle and left side of the road , scanning the area around her she notices the run-down buildings , paint and wood chipped away , many boarded up or condemned

The smell of weed filled her nose as she pulled towards the pavement switching her bike off, her blue ice eyes focused on the black car pulling into an overgrown driveway, its fence barley standing with the brown paint beginning to turn a rust red colour

Watching closely the blonde notices the skinny man shrug out of the beat up car, his feet barley holding him up due to the toxicity of the alcohol “that’s it stumble inside …” she says to herself as she watches the greasy haired man fumbled with his keys shoving the broken door to open and slamming it shut once he stumbled inside

“61 Galloway street” she reads to herself “good to know” she says calmly as she starts her bike up again pulling her visor down from her helmet and taking off towards the way she came

Sure she could’ve let that go , could’ve ignored the clearly creepy sleaze , hell he’s the main audience for carina’s club but still something about the way he talked to both of them , disrespecting her acting as if he owns the rights to the Italian attention lit a fire under the blonde

Of course she’s no better , maya is well aware that to the average person she’s a monster , the boogieman coming to kill in the dark but one thing she can say for sure is that she doesn’t disrespect women , sure some just annoy to no end , some shed be more than happy to break the rules and burry in a landfill somewhere but , she made a promise , fallow the rules , don’t get caught , only kill those to deserve such things and no impulse killing

The rules she set a long time ago, the rules that were drilled into her

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20 years ago

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The young blonde watched as the other children played happily , laughing , chasing each other , joy filling their eyes and movements , maya however just watched intently , completely amazed at the carefree attitude they express.

The blonde always knew she was different even from the age of 5 , her younger brother and older brother always had that bright expression, but her, her eyes were always as cold as the blue ice colouring , deep down she knew her mother noticed , she believe that’s why she was so detached as if she was scared of her own child , knowing what she is

Could possibly be because her mother saw so much of her father within her , the strong military man, who consistently got his children up from the age of 3 to do drills in the garden, sure he was a high ranking officer , respected by others within the grounds of the military family base , but those who were closer to the charming man knew , knew his smile meant you’re getting your ass beat, knew the look in his eyes meaning no dinner and that fucking smirk that meant you’re going to run till your feet burn

Sure, maya can blame her personality on her father’s abuse her mother displeased of her but if she’s honest with herself , she was born this way, she never did attach to things she should , teddies , her parents , her brothers nothing . maya bishop was a cold-hearted killer , she just confirmed it that day

Watching the children run she notices her younger brother his usual bright smile struck from his face, an older boy holding his lunch money above his head repetitively pushing him to the ground as he jumped to retain his lost bills

Standing up from the tree trunk she had been placed on she quickly whipped away the dust from the wood, quickly admiring her carving and hiding away her pocketknife , should a 5-year-old have one? No of course not , did her father care? Nope , and was her mother to scared of her to take it back? Most defiantly

Walking over she shouts to her brother “mason! Go home!” she announces as the blonde marches towards the older boy “but maya he…’ the younger sandy haired boy began, stopped by the older blonde raising her hand “home now” she demands , sure even at this age she didn’t care much for her siblings if at all but it was more of a pride thing than anything , no one bullies a bishop , at least that’s what her dad taught her

“what you gonna do?” the older boy asks , his chubby cheats turned into a crooked smile , sure the boy was twice the blondes age but maya was abnormally tall for her age , her eyes level almost at his as she smirked up to him

“I’m going to break your arm” she says calmly her face not moving , her eyes unblinking , no nerves can be seen from the young bishop “yeah right as if you…” the boy began before he can finish however maya makes a quick move to tackle him to the ground

Both hitting the grass below them , the blonde landing on top one hand around the boys throat “what the hell!” he manages to squeak out trying to get her grip off his fatty neck , maya simply smiles , that wicked animalistic smile she still has to this day,

Reaching calmly over towards a rock lying near the blonde foot she quickly glances around , mason back home? Check, no one around check? Bully gasping for breath beneath me ? double check, grabbing the rock maya positions it at her side as the boy continues to grab at her hand holding him down by the neck

Swinging her arm back she pulls it full force down hitting the boy’s wrist with a satisfying smack, his grip instantly realised from the blonde’s arm , the sound of his bones snapping brings the young bishop pure joy as she released him from her hold

Taking in the sound of the screaming and whimpering from the brown headed boy on the ground , smiling horridly she gently gets up throwing the rock towards an adjacent tree “if you tell anyone it’ll be the other arm” the blonde says as she calmly walks back towards her stump where she again pulled out her pocket knife and began carving into the tree , taking a sigh she looks over again at the boy still on the ground crying , she smiles to herself finally understanding the care free feel of joy she witnessed from those children just a minute before

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Precent day

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the blonde shakes her head, her memories fading quickly before she takes one last look at the house before speeding off down the street intent on going home for a well needed rest

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As maya finally walks into her apartment she sheds her leather jacket placing her helmet gently on the table in the hall as she hangs up her coat , rubbing a tired hand over her face she begins to chastise herself “fucking idiot” she sighs “no impulse killing!” she almost shouts , maya knows what she did , well almost did was ridicules

Having an argument with a guy at a club , over a woman and then what? He turns up dead. She’d be the number one suspect for god’s sake , walking into the bathroom she pulls off her shirt tossing it in the laundry basket , turning the tap on slightly she lets the cold water runs threw her fingers before cupping her hands

The cold water fills her palms as she leans forward splashing it on her face , running a hand threw her hair damping it slightly , grabbing a hand towel she quickly rubs her face dry , looking into the mirror her reflection meets her cold eyes

“fuck bishop” she whispers to herself as she turns quickly marching towards her neat bedroom, everything perfectly places within order , opening her drawers she reaches for one of the many neatly folded sleep shorts , ironed, folded and colour coded , grabbing a dark navy pair she places them on the bed running a hand threw her still damp hair.

Moving her hands down she quickly unbuckles her belt stripping it from her black trousers , carefully rounding the belt up before placing it onto the chair facing her bed ,

Stripping off her dark navy boxers she sighs as she looks down her cock switching slightly , for the first time maya can’t distinguish between the reason , was it the usual adrenaline and release she gets from the hunt or was it due to a certain Italian

Grabbing her shorts, she pulls them up over her muscular thighs settling the waist band on her hips her V-line still visible , the blonde pulls back the heavy covers sliding into her neat bed before resting her head on her first pillows

Maya closes her eyes , feeling the grace of sleep creep towards her , but for the first time , she begins to stir almost , usually the blonde will always have a peaceful sleep, never any dreams good or bad. But tonight, maya was unable to do so, constant irritations stopped her from a peaceful rest ,

Irritations of unfinished business , irritations of her emotions rising , and overall irritation that she isn’t with carina right now, fuck! What is it with this woman, maya thinks as she rises from her bed rubbing a hand over her tired eyes , she’s just a fucking stripper for god sake bishop! What the hell is wrong with you!

Lying back down that’s the only thought running through Mayas heads as she tossed and turned , what is it about carina DeLuca?

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Phones can be heard ringing threw the closed office door , followed by heavy heeled footsteps , black stilettos march on the concrete ground , passing through the manned desks , filled with paperwork , multiple empty coffee cups and phones continuing to ring

The brunette marches towards the top office her black pantsuit marching with her stilettos , a polished ID badge hanging nicely from her neck , pressing slightly against her white shirt , the top two buttons undone

The women knocks at the office door only reaching for the handle as she hears the word “enter” , the lighter haired women sitting within the office lifts her head slightly from her paper work nodding her hello to the women entering the office , her hair a brown blonde colour , her features show older than the brunettes as slightly grey hairs begins to trail down her scalp

The brunette smiles slightly before closing her door , the older women begin to speak “detective DeLuca what can I do for you?”

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Chapter 5
Prey and predator

“we have a situation” carina says frustratingly as she closes the captains door , the older women pushes her glasses off her face into her greying hair “how so?” she asks back pushing her chair back standing at her full frame, her tailored grey blazer matching with her trousers

Before carina can speak a whole rings from the older women’s desk , she holders her hand up quickly before picking up “captain Benson” she announces to the caller, her face twisting from concern to anger before she speaks “thank you” she replies promptly before slamming the phone down “he’s dead?” she questions anger lining her voice

The Italian clears her throat before talking “that’s what I was coming to tell you , “Connor Robertson was found dead this morning in him home” she pauses slightly before the captain signals her to continue “his throat was slashed open, and he was assaulted pretty badly, Lacerations were found as well as 5 stab wounds” she finishes

Benson rubs a hand threw her hair taking off her glasses and gently putting them on the desk “damn it” she curses quietly to herself before rounding the desk signalling for carina to fallow

Opening the door, the older detective marches towards the open bull pen finally stopping at the board in the middle , taking the mug shot of Connor off the suspect board and into the victims Cullum “listen up” she demands as her team gather around looking towards the stern women

“our main suspect Connor Robertson has been found murdered at him home at…” she looks towards carina “8:27” she replies “at 8:27 this morning because of this it is obvious that the spree of murders of these men are not the doing of him, we do not yet know if he is included in the victim pattern or if he was killed for his other … criminal proceedings”

The team, which consists of an older man with greying hair, and younger man with darkened skin and a cleaning shaved beard, a smaller women with long blonde hair and finally the Italian “our proceedings now should focus on our other suspects we have as well as looking for newer entries, detective DeLuca I would like you to stay in the Chaos Club it cannot be a coincidence that 8 out of our 11 known victims were regulars , detective Decker please continue the surveillance on the station 19 firehouse , everyone else track down leads”

As Benson finishes carina moves to her desk directly Infront of Decker’s “so…” the blonde starts flashing a smile towards the Italian “yes?” she smirks back , “ugh come on DeLuca ! was she as good as she looks?” the blonde urges . carina rolls her eyes a slight smile pulling at her lips “what come on? Sure, her co-worker may be our serial killer but god she’s fine” the blonde continues . “we talked she seemed … nervous” carina replies picking up her paperwork before opening the page “who wouldn’t around you girl! Come on was Bishop as good looking up close?” she continues earning a sigh from carina

If she was being truthful sure maya was really attractive , sure a bit nervous to start but that may be because she’s not used to a strip club setting , but god the way her muscles flexed slightly when carina was giving her a lap dance , if it wasn’t for the fact they had somewhat proof on her colleague being a killer she’d defiantly ask for her number

“yes, she’s … hot and I can’t lie under normal circumstances I would’ve asked for her number but if we’re right , we can’t blow my cover “ carina replies looking at the board focusing on there now lead suspect ‘jack Gibson’

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Maya wakes up stretching her muscular frame along her bed, her mattress perfectly supporting her body , a lot of people hated a tuff mattress , but maya loved it , it reminded her of her childhood, not to say she had a good childhood hell even a decent one but somehow it reminded her of home , the comfort of coming home and knowing the routine , be criticised by her father, her mother cooking single minded only ever paying attention and care towards her brothers , and sometimes her father hitting her

Most would view it was a bad thing , terrible really but maya viewed it as a learning opportunity , to read the signs , sense the behaviour , know the pattern of hits and strikes he'd take , unknowingly he taught maya exactly how to examine her prey , how to read them, control her instincts and most importantly he taught her no remorse
Pushing the covers off herself she swings her legs off the bed planting them firmly on her wooden floor, dragging herself off the bed she has one final stretch before walking to her closet grabbing a pair of joggers and a hoodie , perfectly matches in her wardrobe , by colour, pattern and alphabetical

Shrugging them on she grabs her trainers tying them tightly before exciting her room , walking into the kitchen she ties her long blonde hair into a neat slicked back ponytail.

Opening her fridge, she grabs a premade protein shake , checking the cap on the bottle before walking out and locking her door , “hey maya” oh for the love of… “Brooke” she replies politely nodding her head before pressing the button for the elevator

The redhead slides up next to her, a little too close for Mayas liking “going for a run?” she asks looking up towards the blonde “that I am” maya replies waiting for the lift to open , when it finally does the blonde rushes in hoping to end the conversation there , obviously she’s not going to be that lucky

Brooke walk in with her again sliding up to the blonde “I’ve been thinking of getting into exercise , you know , working up a sweat” the women says flirtatiously , maya resists the urge to roll her eyes instead continuing to hold her polite mask in place

“does it come with the job?” she asks, stupid fucking question the blonde thinks “yeah I guess was always into running though” maya replies sharply keeping her focus on the ever lowering and what seems slow pace of the elevator “I can tell” the redhead winks at her “are you up for any other exercise” she questions before maya can make a response or just simply snap her neck , god she wants to, her phone rings

“sorry I gotta…” maya trails off not even bothering to come up with an excuse answering quickly “bishop! Is it in the budget for steaks tonight?” smirking slightly , travis I could kiss you right now “Montgomery that sounds serious” she replies “i- what … “ he begins before what she assumes I Hughes jumping in “is this a red alert also known as get me the fuck out of here okay got it!!” Hughes almost shouts “I’ll be right there” maya replies a small smirk creeping up her face “yes please hurry theirs’s blood!” Hughes shouts dramatically “yeah, eh .. so much blood !” travis joins in his own melodramatic tone . “I’m on my way” maya replies before hanging up

As she does the elevator door click open “sorry gotta go” she announces towards the confused redhead before taking off down the street running quickly around the corner away from the view of her annoying neighbour

Just as she stops to get in a quick stretch her phone pings , grabbing it out her pocket she looks down at the text from Vic “since we saved you we get steaks deal?” maya smiles slightly , if she could feel somewhat affection she’s sure it would be for those two “fine but nothing to expensive” she replies quickly before continuing her run

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Finally returning to her apartment uninterrupted for once she strips of her clothes turning on the almost ice-cold water of the shower , the perfect temperature , sure some would say that’s psychotic behaviour, but she already knows she is

Jumping into the shower she runs her hands threw her blonde hair , it crackled slightly from being in a tight ponytail, this was Mayas was of blowing off steam a good run , at least that’s what her father taught her, it should give her more leeway before having to urge again , the urge to hunt , to capture and kill even the urge to see carina again , it’s only been a day and a half but god she wants to see her , she needs to see her , her body needs to see her

Maya discovered very quickly even the sheer thought of carina could get her standing to attention , especially when she recalls the private room, the lap dance, the way her hips swayed to the beat , the way her breasts bounced Infront of maya, the way carina spoke so seductively the way her eyes roamed Mayas body

Sure maya doesn’t do relationships , it would be hard enough maintaining one with a firefighter but add in her nightly activities god no, for one that’s the easiest way to get caught , what she does she needs time, privacy, things she simply couldn’t have with a partner and hell maya couldn’t put it past herself to snap at them, to realise her anger and her utter cruelty

No, carina can only be one of two things a fantasy or a one night stand but even that was too much , with the way this women was affecting the blonde a one night stand could never fulfil the urge , maya knows herself well enough to know she’d soon get possessive , jealous and downright manic if a man touched her wrong , and since that’s her literal job carina DeLuca can only and forever remain a fantasy

Looking down she notices her little rant in her head about the certain Italian has caused a bit of excitement in the blonde smirking slightly she moves a hand down to her length , before she can releave herself from her memory of carina her phone ringing again almost vibrating off the marble table top next to her sink

Rolling her eyes, she lets go of herself , grabbing her phone “what?” she demands down the phone “jeeze Cap you ok?” Travis asks , taking a deep breath maya steadies herself , no emotion , no cracks, no outburst “sorry Montgomery what is it?” she asks more polite this time keeping her frustration in and her tone even “the chiefs here , he said he needs a word with you asap I know you’re not meant to be in for another 40 min…” travis tries but is cut off by the blonde “tell him I’ll be there in 20” she says promptly before hanging up and placing her phone back down

Rinsing her hair out quickly she looks down to her still standing erection ‘ ill deal with you later’ she thinks to herself before rushing out the shower

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As the blonde pulls up to the station she spots the chief heading to his own car “chief!” she shouts after quickly removing her helmet and swinging off her bike “Bishop” he replies a small smile on his lips “sorry I drove as quick as I could but…” maya tries interrupted by the salt and peppered haired man “no need I came unannounced I just wanted to inform you of some police presence” maya instantly took notice dropping the pleasantries “sir?” she questions , “just extra petrol’s considering the fact there may be a serial killer out there , just to inform you if you see a considerable amount driving or sitting near the station”
He replies a polite smile formed on his lips

“thank you for letting me know sir” the blonde says nodding her head goodbye as he does walk back to his car , maya sighs quietly , ‘this day just keeps getting better…’ she thinks to herself before walking towards the station

“hey Bishop” Hughes shouts from the front desk , maya smiles politely “Vic” she replies with a nod before opening her door “wait wait wait…” Vic says as she rushes around the counter towards the blonde “yes?” she replies somewhat annoyed “okay…” Vic says sarcastically “one, we need another night out like that …. Without Gibson and Millar getting kicked out” Hughes says rolling her eyes earing a nod from maya “and two, did you see this?” she holds up a newspaper , the front page sprawled with the man maya saw talking to carina , the man maya fallowed home ‘ conner Robertson found murdered , insides suggest this is the 12th killing from an unidentified serial killer’

Maya grabs the paper off Hughes examining it closely ‘inside reports suggest this is another murder committed by the unknown ‘carotid killer’ the 12th victim to be attacked , brutalised and finally have their carotid artery slip open, detectives are continuing to apprise the no comment statements’

“weird isn’t it we saw him just last night at that club” Hughes speaks , maya nods slightly still focusing on the paper in her hand “very” she replies before handing it back to the taller women , shaking herself slightly she hardens her mask back on , stopping it from slipping with shock “anything else ?” the blonde asks her tone even , aloof, Vic just shakes her head ‘no’ with a slight smile “nothing else” she replies before walking around the desk , slumping down on her chair before kicking her feet up

“get them down Hughes” maya says over her shoulder as she closes her office door , the taller women flinches slamming her feet on the ground in shock “how does she always do that” she says to herself

Maya closes her office door taking a long sigh before marching to her desk , sitting down she runs a hand threw her hair , closing her eyes slightly , ‘it’s a coincidences’ she thinks he was a dick , who obviously made some enemies “fuck!” she says quietly to herself ‘ coincidences don’t happen not really, not in maya’s line of ‘work’

She quickly pulls out her phone, intending on checking more of that news article but instead a text comes threw ‘blocked’ “the hell?” maya questions before opening ‘like my work?’ maya read her expression changing from confused to a slight worry ‘I underestimated the rush id feel when the blade cut across his throat’ what the fuck?

‘who is this?’ she replies quickly , text bubbles flash before her , watching closely she begins to get anxious … ‘your biggest fan’ the text responds before the conversation deletes on itself completely whipping from her phone

Maya becomes both confused and scared , someone was watching her, someone was coping her, what trying to frame her? Trying to get credit ? no they couldn’t have been watching her long after all she changed her kills after the media made the connection , from leaving them to now dismembering and burying

One thing for sure she needs to find out who this fucker is and eliminate them.

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Chapter 6
Hunting

Carina sits patiently, eyes peeled as she scans the area, watching closely as she spots different people walking in and around the sandstone building, some Sevillians, some paramedics most firefighters

Taking a sip of her coffee, of course from the only place that does good a Italian blend, she spots her target, grabbing her needlessly large department issued camera, the Italian begins to take pictures in quick succession, aiming her lenses towards the tall man , his scruffy exterior blending with his somewhat handsome features.

“got him?” detective décor asks leaning over the brunettes’ shoulder, looking down at her camera “got a couple of clean shots” carina replies looking over her freshly taken photos. A small smile breaks threw her stern face as she quickly looks up towards the firehouse spotting the blonde she could barely see in her pictures.

Looking towards her she notices her quickly talking to Gibson over her shoulder before grabbing her helmet fitting it on tightly before climbing onto her bike. Noticing the way her muscular arms flex slightly as she reeves the engine.

“Jesus, I thought you were kidding” décor says quickly grabbing carina camera aiming the lenses towards the blonde “look at those arms” the dirty blonde says as she lowers the camera , “shut up” the Italian says snatching her camera back.

“Come on Deluca , have a little fun” the dirty blonde says with a smirk edging up her face. “Chloe! One were at work and two she thinks I’m a stripped en stuipida”

The dirty blonde rolls her eyes “still, I would flirt with her” she says through a laugh as the Italian starts the engine , carful to watch the blonde drive away on her bike before turning in the opposite direction.

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10 minutes before

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Maya threw her phone, the glass shattering against the wall as the phone bounces off. “fuck” she says to herself , running a hand threw her hair her eyes wonder her clean office.

Grabbing her leather jacket of the coat rack she exits the room walking past the front desk speaking over her shoulder to Vic “I’m going out… broke my phone, Andy’s in charge” she pushes the door open before the brown-haired women could answer

Marching towards her bike she doesn’t even notice Gibson until he speaks “you okay bishop?” she asks as he places his phone in his back pocket “yeah broke my phone , be back shortly” she says walking faster towards her Harley.

Swinging her leg over the black bike she reeves the engine, driving off down the main street. Her head spinning with questions, anger, confusion and most of all .. blood lust

Pulling into an empty car park. The blonde slows down finally parking and taking off her helmet. Shaking her hair loose she lets out a frustrated sigh, “who the fuck is this?” she asks to herself

Before she can begin to think the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, an eery feeling of being watched washes over her. Swinging her head around to looks franticly finally spotting a car parked across the street, its dark blue colouring rusted slightly, the Windows tinted, but clearly an outline of a person inside, looking towards her

Focusing her stare, she looks towards the car before its engine hums to life as it speeds off down the street, “fuck” she says to herself placing her helmet back on as her own engine roars to life, taking off after the car

She takes a sharp corner following the rusted break lights in the distance before she can speed up anymore the traffic light flashes red, stopping the blonde completely “fuck!” she shouts to herself inside the helmet

Narrowing her eyes, she quickly takes to memory the license plate, before signalling to turn back towards the car park. One thing maya isn’t is stupid, just because she’s a serial killer doesn’t mean she’s going to break traffic laws. Hell, that would just make her a stupid serial killer.

The blonde knows not to commit two crimes at once, makes it easier to catch her, hell ted Bundy got caught because of a broken taillight and blowing a stop sign. No way maya would make a mistake like that.

Parking her bike, she marches into the quiet phone shop, grabbing the first one she sees. Maya wasn’t one for being flashy, so this will do. Quickly paying for it she puts her sim into the cell and calls a familiar number

“Ryan , hey its maya I need a favour…”

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The Italian rapidly types on her computer, stopping to tap her pen rhythmically on her desk , her dirty blonde partner rolled her chair towards her desk, and dramatic look on her face

“ughhh, tell me what is it? Chloe says dramatically, the brunette staps out of her trance looking towards her “n…nothing” she says shaking her head before beginning to type again

“sureeee DeLuca, I believe you… others wouldn’t be I totally do” Chloe says in a sarcastic tone with a slight smirk on her face, looking towards the document the Italian was writing, noticing the picture in the top left corner of Jack Gibson, the blonde firefighter barley in frame

“still?” Chloe asks , “Jesus, I thought Italians were meant be like… all romantic and shit” carina rolls her eyes looking towards the smaller women , a grumpy look on her face “don’t even start” she says holding her hand in the blondes face as she stands , strutting towards the coffee bar

“you know what… I’m going to get something better” the Italian says turning on her heels , the smaller women getting up to follow “you’re just trying to avoid the conversation” Chloe says at a jogging pace to keep up with the long-legged Italian

“there is not conversation” the Italian says sternly tapping her foot at the elevator “come on Rina! You haven’t dated since…” “since mark, who was…” the Italian begins “a crazy, smothering psychopath!” Chloe interrupts

“no! he was no a psychopath! He was just…” the Italian again starts “crazy? , controlling, neurotic… need I go on?” the smaller women lists as they enter the elevator

As the evaluator begins to distend Chloe again goes on a rant listing all the past ex’s pf the Italians, there stupid remarks, crazy outbursts, stalking behaviour

“look that is not the… shit!” carina begins before attempting to duck begins the much smaller blonde “what the … fuck!” Chloe looks at the opening elevator doors to spot the muscular blonde firefighter standing at the front desk

Pushing carina along the wall they both slide into the empty supply room. “Merda merda merda! Piano, ho bisogno di un piano, cazzo … si okay” the Italian says as she paces the room before stopping Infront of her partner

“okay you know I don’t understand that Italian shit” Chloe whispers, “I have a plan” the brunette says taking her tightly combed hair out of its tie, ruffling it slightly, stripping off her suit jacket and trousers. “give me the lost and found box” she demands holding out her hand

The smaller women’s turns , still a confused look on her face as the Italian grabs it and rifles threw “si!” she says pulling out a sort pair of booty shorts , quickly pulling them over her stanned legs , before unbuttoning her bottom buttons and tying it tightly,

“where’s your cuffs?” she asks the smaller women who finally nods in response “ahhh I got you DeLuca… smart” she turns the Italian around before cuffing her from the back “ready?” … “si”

The two walk out of the supply room , Chloe walking alongside the Italian dragging her by the arm and carina fake argues and pulls against “calm down!” the smaller women demands as carina struggles

“idiota, non ho fatto niente!” the Italian shouts back , maya finally takes notice looking up, a glint of surprise and curiosity as she sees the Italian walk past “just shut it” Chloe shouts dragging the women

“hey! Come on she aint resisting” maya stands as she walks towards the two “no need to drag her” the muscular women’s says signalling towards the Italian “look captain she’s under arrest here…” before Chloe can finish maya interrupts “for what?”

“uh, indecent exposure” maya shakes her head “look just because she works in a strip club doesn’t mean you can treat her like scum” maya says crossing her arms , a somewhat feeling of rage rising, sure maya couldn’t care less about most people , but as soon as she saw the Italian that she couldn’t get off her mind being dragged through the station her blood boiled, almost like she was feeling protective of her? God that’s a weird feeling

“look captain , were just processing her nothing official, go on with your day and I’m sure this one will go on with hers” Chloe says as she begins to walk off dragging the Italian with her “gracias bambina” the Italians says winking towards the blonde as she leaves

Rounding the corner Chloe checks begins her before uncuffing the Italian with a massive smirk on her face “oh … she’s into you” the smaller women says winking up at the Italian

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“bishop!” the blonde turns sharply looking towards the brunette man walking towards her “Ryan! Hey!” she puts on her friendliest smile she can muster. “how can I help?” the man’s asks placing his hands on his belt just over his gun holster, his badge proudly pinned against his vest “I was buying a phone today saw this guy in the carpark , he dropped his phone but I got the registration on his car, wondering if you could track it down? Just so I can give it back to him?” maya asks a polite smile on her face

Ryan looks at her thinking for a second “I shouldn’t but sure bishop , only because you helped out with the Andy thing” he says as he waves her to follow “plus it’s not like your some sketchy person” he says threw a laugh, maya joining in … only if you knew Ryan …

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“here you go” Ryan says quickly writing down some details on a sketch pad before ripping it and handing it to the blonde “make sure no one knows about this , could get in a lot of trouble for giving you this” Ryan says his happy expression turning serious for a second

“cross my heart” maya says with a smile , god human contact is exhausting, the constant need to smile and make mind numbing small talk just to seem normal. “I better be going back , still on shift” the blonde says signalling towards the door , Ryan nods before logging out his computer “sure no problem , say hi to Andy for me” he says with a small smile before standing to open the door for the blonde

“I will” maya replies a smile forming on her lips before turning her back to the man, quickly rolling her eyes , Jesus being nice is killing me. As the blonde walks out the station she looks around quickly , trying to spot the gorgeous Italian, with no luck she swings a muscular leg over her bike before revving the engine and quickly driving out the car park.

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Maya finally walks threw her apartment door , her shoulder acing , her legs burning, and her mind still focused on one thing, that fucking stalker. Stripping of her uniform, she walks to her room grabbing the small wooden box under her bed. Pulling out her black jeans, hoodie and gloves

Sure, a bit cliché to have a ‘killing kit’ but hey it’s a cliché for a reason, right? Shrugging on her hoodie and pulling up her jeans she grabs her gloves shoving them in her pocket before heading straight back out the door.

Tapping her foot, the blonde impatiently waits for the elevator, finally stepping into the metal box heading down to the carpark. Jumping on her bike she takes off down the street towards the abended building where she left her rusted van

Switching cars maya pulled out the peace of paper Ryan gave her quickly reading the address before driving in the direction with the least number of cameras . finally, she pulls up outside the house inspecting the car parked outside , checking to see if it matched the one, she saw earlier that day

Satisfied, she parks her van further back on the street, before finally getting out, her black hoodie tightly fitted to her muscular frame, her hood pulled all the way up not to expose any distinguishing features, checking around the house so check for cameras? … nope … dog? ... nope … other residents … hope not …

Before she sneaks around the back of the house, climbing over the fence and landing with perfect balance onto the grass garden. Spotting an open window on the ground floor she carefully lifts it up, her gloves protecting her from both splinters and fingerprints.

She carefully mauver her body through the window , careful not to step on the wooden floor to hard , quietly making her way through the house mapping out the interior, kitchen to the right, living room to the left stairs Infront,

She creeps towards them, before her foot can reach the first step a light quickly turns on behind her, startling the women turns sharply looking towards a tall man sitting on an old leather couch, a gun pointing towards her

“miss bishop, nice to finally meet you” the blonde quirks an eyebrow, letting g her foot hit the floor before turning on her heel staring down the man “who are you?” she demands

The man smiles at her , ticking his tongue against his teeth, “you can call me john… or whatever you’d like for the next…” the man stops checking his watch “10 minutes you’ll be alive anyways” he says calmly before standing, like most, people can spot those familiar to them, paedophiles spot others, cops know cops and serial killers , they can almost smell each other coming

The blonde smirks , cocking her head to the side “what’s so interesting about me mhm? Trying to blackmail me? Get me locked up? Or just simply kill me for an ego boost?” maya asks stepping forward , though she was smaller than the man, her muscular frame shadowed him, her shoulders almost twice the size

“nothing like that” he says calmly, reaching for his drink on the coffee table, while he began to drink and ramble on the usual ‘villain monologue’ maya started taking notes , she could run to the window … but he'd fire a shot, worse case hitting her , best case making too much noise, drawing to much attention,

She could charge at him, worst case getting shot best case making noise, making too much of a mess to cover. All of Mayas plans has too much unpredictability in them, too much that she couldn’t control the outcome.

Maya looks towards the man as he continues talking, the blonde totally uninterested, almost bored with this whole charade. “okay” the blonde interrupts him halfway through his speech “I’m bored now, either kill me or let me go”

The man smiles walking towards the blonde an animalistic smirk on his face, “look it’s nothing personal” the man says cocking his gun as he stands just Infront of the women “I just can’t have you taking the top spot” he finally finished before aiming the gun at her head , maya mind starts running, top spot? What the fuck was this guy on about

Maya thinks for a minute, sure shed die, but what does she really have to live for? It’s not like she made any connections hell it’s not like she can, this horrid life started with nothing but pain, confusing and indifference, but hey, I’m too egotistical to lose

With that the blonde smirks as the man puts the gun to her head looking up at him, as his finger hovers on the trigger she quickly kicks his legs from under him, grabbing his arm on the way down to the ground , turning the barrel towards the man’s head. As he lands hard on the ground his finger squeezes the trigger causing the gun to go off, shooting threw the man’s temple, his blood spraying on the carpeted floor and up the edges of the wall. His brain matter splattering onto the floor

As maya pushes herself up off the now dead man she looks down at him a grim expression on her face, maya had a ritual with killing, a ritual that realised tension, brought enjoyment and a sick sense of comfort, coking her head to the side she looks at him until she finally says “waste of a fuckin kill”