[ WP ] You decide to become a serial killer . However , you turn out to be the worst serial killer in existence . Every time you try to kill someone , you improve their life .

Stephen Walker, the only serial killer to hold a medal for outstanding citizenship in the city of Seattle, stood by the railing of the Green River bridge. 
 
 Yes, he would claim this bridge, after today it would be known as *his*. They may even call him something cool like the Green River Bridge Killer. A name that could be uniquely *his*. Any serial killer would... well, kill, for a name like that. 
 
 He watched a woman walking along the sidewalk. He would *claim* her. Make her his next victim, or first victim, if one were to get technical. Technicalities, however, were for fools. Stephen Walker was no fool. 
 
 He would make sure the whole world saw the act, that way they could n't dismiss him any longer. He saw the woman cross the street and chased after her. He grabbed the woman and covered her mouth, pulling her off the street and throwing her to the sidewalk. 
 
 A truck flew by. 
 
 Stephen turned around to see a crowd watching him, mouths wide open in terror. 
 
 Stephen walked forward onto the sidewalk and stared at the crowd, smile on his face. Now they would know the beast they had lived with for so many years. The monster they had assumed to be like them. The- 
 
 `` You saved her life!'' A man yelled. 
 
 The small crowd clapped and cheered. One woman held a cell phone camera to him, recording it. 
 
 `` You're a hero!'' The man yelled. The woman, his victim, looked at him with grateful eyes. 
 
 Stephen Walker blinked, then turned away, heading back home. As he walked through the busy road, he noticed the cars all stopped, people inside clapping, one wiping away a tear. 
 
 Being a serial killer was harder than it seemed.
