Murder Norman 3 murder the revelations

>Be Norman

>You and Brad are standing face to face. Like many other times

>This time however, only one of you will walk away.

"So, are you ready for a good old punch up?" you ask him.

>"You know me." He replies

"Well then, let's go"

>Both of you get into a fighting stance, waiting for the other to make a move.

>You being the more impatient one, you take a leap in the air and run for him.

>You raise your leg as if to kick him.

>He did as you expected and puts his knee up

>You put your leg down and give him a punch in the face

>He takes a step back from the force.

>He makes an attempt at kicking you in the side

>You grab his leg and hold it in place

>You raise your elbow and slams it down on his kneecap

>His leg gives off a small crack, but not big enough for you to be happy about it.

>You prepare your elbow for a round 2 when you feel a stinging pain in your left arm.

>You let go of his leg and take a look at your arm

"A knife? Seriously Brad, like, seriously? You had to bring a knife?" Your tone of voice is belittleing him.

>"Oh, I thought you brought one as well."

"I did"

>You grab you own knife, it's a big one, like, army style

>You jam the knife in his stomach, just above the tadger

>The blade sinks deep into his mid-section.

"That's a knife for you"

>He is in extreme pain, you can see it, the way he is breathing and grunting.

>You love it.

"Sadly, I have places to go to, so I'll have to kill you now"

>"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Yelled someone in the background.

>You spin around to see that Purple was the guilty one.

"Well aren't you the naughty one?"

>You take a step towards her, leaving Brad on the ground.

"Well then, I guess I'll have twice the fun today."

>You dig into your jacket and pick out a masterpiece of your own creation.

>A pistol, made from your grandad's old silver stuff.

"See this beauty? This thing is the ultimate weapon, 7 kilograms in weight, 13.9 mm explosive bullets, 50 cm long and a comfy handle. The ultimate anti-person weapon"

>You point the gun at Purple and turn your head to Brad.

"Hey, HEY! Watch this." You command him.

>You squeeze the trigger, slowly, making sure that Brad is watching

*BANG*

>The embeds itself in Purple's face.

"Watch this"

*boom*

>Her head explodes, sending millions of pieces and several trails of blood and brains in all directions

"That was nice, wasn't it? You ask Brad.

>"..."

"I said, NICE FIREWORKS EH?

>"You... you killed her. You MONSTER!" He yells

>He takes the charge at you, he's holding your knife in his hand

>How cute of him

>You decide to play with him and dodge at the last possible second

>Bad idea

>Just before he reaches your dodge range, he throws the knife at you

>The knife sinks into your stomach, you'd think he'd be aiming higher.

>You give off a painful grunt.

>That blade really hurts.

"Whatever, I'm not even gonna bother anymore"

>You pull out your gun and aim for Brad, he has his back on you.

*BANG, BANG, BANG*

3 shots, 1 in the gut region, 1 in the heart area and one in the back of the head

*boom boom boom*

>Where Brad once stood there is now only a puddle of blood and liquified organs

>You laugh at your victory, it's a very hearty laugh.

>You feel a sharp sting in your stomach.

>The knife, you almost forgot about that.

>You begin to pull it out, it hurts quite the bit

>You feel another sting, a much sharper one.

>It's another knife.

"What the...?"

>You look up to see where the blade came from

>It's a pink girl, with straight hair and torn clothes

"Sup bitch?"

>"Oh you know, the usual, killing people. Unfortunately, the other ones were dead and that leaves only you."

"I see."

>You then let yourself fall to the ground, the grass underneath you is really soft and comforting.

>You flip over to your back and take your hat off.

>You place the hat on your chest and close your eyes

>This was the most fun you've ever had.

 

The end.