The Guardian of Wickedness casually made his way down the busy sidewalk, a candy cane in his mouth instead of the usual cigarette or cigar. The windows of the surrounding stores were decorated for Christmas. Some had a simple string of single or multi-colored lights around the border of the windows while others were decorated with a little more effort, like the inclusion of a fake snowman or large snowflakes hanging down.

Most people were out buying last minute gifts or last minute food for Christmas dinner. Red was doing neither. At that very moment, he thoughts were far away from the cheer of the holiday, instead thinking on the various ways he could use the decorations to execute particular people he passed. Blonde MILF: strangled with a string of lights and left hanging from a tree with the lights plugged in. Young, early twenties blonde: a nice, sharp star tree topper stuffed down her throat, a point or two poking through her flesh. Definitely a closed-casket funeral. Redhead with a couple kids in tow: mmm, perhaps he'd roast her over an open fire.

Usually, he never bothered to pursue people like that. He could if he wanted to, but there simply wasn't enough time in the day to murder everyone he wanted. Besides, the real blood he wanted to spill was that of Darkspade and Gojinn. But he wasn't going to think on them anymore at that moment. That was part of the reason he'd decided to go for a stroll: to focus on other things.

He passed a club, but it was closed for Christmas Eve, not that he was really in the mood for that sort of thing at the moment. In an alley next to the club though, he noticed a brunette smoking a cigarette. In her free hand she was holding a shopping bag. She was definitely attractive, her ass round, her tits quite obviously above average even underneath her winter coat. The things he would do to her would give her a Christmas she'd never forget, if she survived past it, of course.

Red approached the brunette, but before he could say anything, she gave him a look of disgust and said, "Get away from me! Jesus, I can't even smoke without someone begging me for money!"

Red smirked as she quickly walked away. With an attitude like that, she was definitely going on his naughty list. Following her, she unsurprisingly didn't notice him, far too concerned with avoiding beggars. She was too easy of a target really, but he felt the Wickedness within him surge at the thought of ending her life. She definitely deserved it, the rude bitch.

He didn't follow her for long before they reached a parking garage. He continued in after her, matching her pace, still avoiding her attention despite not going out of his way to make his presence unknown to her. It wasn't until she reached her car that he even bothered to hide, ducking down behind another car just a couple spaces from hers. When he heard the click of her car's locks, that was when he made his move, pulling up the back door on the driver's side just as she got in, sitting down behind her. Shutting his door as she shut hers, she didn't even realize what was happening until her wrapped a hand around her neck, pulling tightly to keep her in place.

"Oh fuck, what do you want?!" she screamed. "You can have my purse!"

"Money is shit to me," he answered. "What I want is... PUNISH."

At that, he pulled the candy cane out of his mouth, the end now a sharp point, and moved it around to her face, before jabbing it into her left eye, squeezing her throat tightly to prevent her from screaming. Pushing the candy cane until it wouldn't go any further, her body shaking uncontrollably, he kept his hand on her throat until she stopped moving, dead. It was then that he pulled the candy cane back out, using his fingers to grab onto her eyeball, tearing it out as well.

Holding the candy cane in front of his own face, he admired his work, her eyeball skewered perfectly on it. He then put the eyeball in his mouth and bit off that section of the candy cane with a crunch, chewing the now minty eye.