"Twist the knife a little deeper will you?" I murmured into his ear as I spat blood into his face. This took my attacker back for a moment and then made him giggle with some sort of glee. The man jammed the knife deeper into my rib cage as he spoke "Have I been a bad boy santa? Am I going to get coal again this year? Maybe another useless fucking puzzle?" he growled as he stuck me again. I just grined slightly dispite the pain I felt. One bad perk about my job even though I can't die I still feel pain. He jerked the knife back out once again and he placed me back in my chair and sat in my lap "Oh dear santa" he whispered sweetly into my ear "I still want that fucking pony!" he yelled out loud as he sent blade into my chest. He stood up looking at the shocked crowd "See folks santa is not real! I JUST FUCKING KILLED HIM!" he waved the blade about in the air. Sercuity had just made it and started to bark orders at him to lay down the knife. The man just sung jingle bells and danced around with a grin on his face.

Before sercuity could free their weapons I slowly pushed from the chair.. I could still feel the sting of the stabs. The cold wet blood as I bellowed from my chest "HoHoHo" and grabbed ahold on the man from behind "Oh jimmy, santa is a real thing" I growled into his ear "I'm not him though.. I'm the spirit of christmas vengeance.. I take care of all the little bad boys and girls" his singing stopped as he went pale in the face and started to shake slightly. He turned around to face me and dropped to his ass. "I... I.. Kill..." before he could finish I was on him and slammed his head with such impact into the floor it exploded like a melon showering poor little john who was to close. The poor kid pissed himself as I slowly stood up...