The Strange Peculiar Bizarre Town Alice, Alex And Malice Part Three

 Malice

When night fell the girl walked upstairs and went to bed. She slept until she knew that all were asleep. She slipped out of bed and put on a black shirt and jeans. She put on a pair of black boots and opened the window. She looked left and right for Danté. Upon seeing that he was nowhere to be seen she knew that she was ready. 

She was not like the other two. She remembered the other two and remembered who hurt them too.

She jumped down. She landed and looked in the house next door. She wanted to make sure that Danté was asleep. Somehow she could sense that he was. She then ran along the fence. She soon landed outside of her house. She ran down street after street.

She soon found what she was looking for. She walked up to the house and knocked. None answered. She knocked again. None answered. She did it again. None answered. She did this again and still no answer. She then saw the light being switched on. She smiled to herself as she looked at the door.

Soon it became hot. She continued to increase the heat. She then heard the fire alarm go off. Yet she continued to make the handle hotter and hotter. Soon she heard him run down the stairs. The moment that his hand touched the handle she heard him scream. She calmly placed her hand on the handle and pushed. 

"Melinda? What-"

"No. Not poor Melinda." She sang as she walked in.

"Get out."

She looked at him in the eye as she raised the temperature in the man's body. She held his hand and she closed the door. She made his body become hotter and hotter. She then saw that he was sweating. Yet she continued to raise his heat. He soon opened the door to push her out, but the moment he reached his hand out was when his hand became so hot that he had to retract the hand.

She smiled.

"What's wrong? Too hot for you?" She cooed.

His eyes widened then narrowed them in confusion. Yet he felt hotter and hotter. He looked into her cruel red eyes. His eyes dropped to her sadistic smile. This told him that she was, somehow, behind this. His throat became dry. He was soon panting as he ran to the phone. He picked it up and soon felt it melt in his hand!

He let out a scream. His heart beat faster and faster as he looked back at the girl. Her wicked smile became wider and wider. He saw no other option. He ran to her and she hit him in his loins. He curled over as she kicked his face. 

She kicked his loins again and again. She continued this again and again until his hands were bloody and crushed. She then kicked his feet with a crack. He let out a scream. She let out a laugh as she stepped on his throat. She put her weight on it. She let him choke until his face turned purple. Then she stopped.

"Who are you?" He croaked.

"Malice." She replied as she stomped on his throat again and again until he coughed up blood.

She walked to the kitchen and melted the handle, sealing them in. She walked to the front door and did the same.

She returned to the man. She looked at the printer and at the paper. She walked up to it and crushed it into a ball. It caught fire as she dropped it next to him before she left through the window.

She hopped out and by the time she was back in bed, the teacher along with his home was nothing but a pile of ash.