Making Alex think she was a cold-blooded killer was the best thing I've ever done. She's calm, quiet, collected, and has attended to my every whim. These next few days, and or weeks, are going to be very... very... fun...
Only a day after taking Alex under my wing, things were looking up. I wandered out into the kitchen where I found her fully clothed in the traditional Akatsuki garb with her impaler settled right on her back.
"Meww~"
The nasty Jashinist cat wandered around the corner and started rubbing up against Alex's leg, she kicked him into the cabinets and he quickly scurried off, clearly terrified of the newest addition to the Akatsuki. The new and improved Alex. She looked up at me, "Hello Sasori-san." She bowed slightly and continued with whatever she was doing.
"Hello, Alex." I opened the fridge, just to see what we had. And someone else grabbed a-hold of the door and slammed it shut, breaking it a little. It was Kakuzu.
"Oh, why hello to you too Kakuzu, lovely day?" I sneered.
He grabbed me by the collar, "Listen. Whatever ideas you've put into Alex's head can't be-" He was cut short by Alex nearly removing his hand. She snarled, "Don't touch Sasori-san."
While she said this, I saw her eyes glaze over once more, and then quickly return to normal. Such an odd occurrence. I paid no heed as I walked out of the room.
"Hey! I'm not done with you, puppet!" Kakuzu started after me.
I turned and threw him back into a wall, "Alex, take care of him. I'm tired." I waved her off and proceeded to lay down on the couch.
She began to advance towards Kakuzu with her Lotus Impaler high above her head.
"Time to die." She said, as tears rolled down her face.
