Mystery POV

I slipped silently through the night. A sharpened spork was firmly gripped in my hand. The familiar outline of the celebrity grew closer.

His vocals are known throughout the world as the famous Justin Beiber. Either loved or hated.

I drew my spork and gently tapped his shoulder. He jumped and spun around. That was when I stabbed him with the spork. 

"Is it too late to say sorry?" he sung as his blood flowed from the minor wound. Suddenly a beam of moonlight illuminated his agonized face and then he kneeled over and didn't move.

"Yes," I said coldly as pride swelled to my chest. I did it!

A siren rang out. Fear clutched my heart. How did they find out already? I ran, my feet pounding faster and faster. Until I encountered the officer. Upon seeing him I turned and ran the other way. But he saw me. "STOP!"

Another officer intercepted me and caught me in his arms. He saw the blood and frowned, taking me to his police car. An endless string of questions poured from his mouth. I refused to answer any of them.

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After arriving at the station the blood was tested and I heard whispers of Justin Beiber's body being uncovered.

"Ma'am, the blood on your clothes was Justin Beiber's,"

I glanced at the officer. I began to scrunch my eyebrows together, concentrating my power into the lifeless body in the morgue.

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I gasped, suddenly awake. I was completely naked and a drab freezing room. A woman stared, a look of awe plastered across her face.

"Justin B-" she fainted.

I glanced in a conveinently placed mirror and saw the small trio of parallel scars.

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"And the verdict is,"

Suddenly Justin Bieber burst into the court room.

"NOT guilty!"

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Shortly after the trial, I sharpened another spork and followed him, unable of being convicted of the same crime twice. "Hello again," I whispered in his ear, the spork posed ready to strike above his juglar.

A/N

Hehehe, this was fun to write. Can you guess which character in the story whose POV's it is? I'll write the "real" chapter 19 soon. This was just a random idea I came up with.

Until next time, Feychild out!