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Posted by Fenris58 on Mar 19th, 2012

It was a Dark night on the streets of Traskave, as a man walked down the cold hard road to his apartment building which lay just 2 blocks away. As he walked, he began to feel as if he was being watched. He stopped and looked around for a few minutes making sure no one was near him. There was nothing. He then heard it. A foot step so loud that it echoed down the entire street.

The startled and now very frightened man looked around once again. Still he saw no one. Once again footsteps were heard. This time much closer and closing in on him. He began to panic as he saw no one down either sides of the street, the foot steps were growing incredibly loud and began to sound as if a hammer were hitting the side walk. The man began to run. And he ran for his life to the other end of the street.

And that is where he was killed by something rather mysterious. His body was dragged down a back alley covered in blood by an unknown force. And so it began the terrifying bloody murders of Traskave. Blood was spilled nearly on a daily basis leaving thousands frightened in their homes, afraid to go out at night or even during the day. So begins a story of a famous detective and his attempts to quell these horrifying murders.

Detective Buron was sitting in his office, looking over file papers requesting his help on cases in which he determined, presented no challenges for him. Of course he would tell the police at the police station of what to do. They followed his every instruction, and had always caught their man or a woman who was the wrong doer. But today was a special day. A blue package with a pink ribbon on top came in the mail addressed to him. He began to open it, but before he could a pungent smell came from the package.

It startled him, but he continued to open the box, curious to know what it was. When he finally got the package unwrapped, the thing inside it startled and frightened him beyond belief, it almost made him vomit. Inside was part of a stomach, surgically removed with complete precision. On top was a fancy red note. It read: Dear, Detective Buron as you can see I have given you part of a stomach. I took it off from my first victim, which I assure you won't be the last. I ate the other half of the stomach, and it was quite good. Personally I practically want a challenge from the start, and so I came to you. Do you have what it takes to catch me? Signed Sever

"This is very disturbing." said Detective Buron as he continued to gaze from both the note to the severed stomach part. He got up from his seat and went to look out the window. People were walking down the street as if it was any normal day. But it wasn't, at least not for him. He had a case to begin, and he did not know exactly where to start until he looked at the back of the note, which was a map to the first victim. "Seems the killer wants to give me a big first step forward." as he said this, he took his coat from the hanger and put it on. He rushed down stairs and he was out of the house heading straight for the crime scene.

"Move it. Move, it." the policeman yelled to the crowd of onlookers and media. "We don't want anyone contaminating any of the evidence we have here. Now Go!" the police man's voice was harsh, and the onlookers did leave. Except for the media, who kept trying to push through the barricade. Soon Detective Buron was at the crime scene, and was let in. The police always let him into any cases that intrigued him.

"So, Captain Travis, what do we have here?" said Buron as he approached his old friend. "From the looks of it Buron, it appears as if the victim was stabbed multiple times. Several times in the chest another at the back of the neck and finally, another near the intestines. Of course, I'm no docter." said Captain Travis. "Of course you're not a docter!" said a docter from nearby; he began to walk over to them. "You hardly qualify to be a nurse!"

"Oh; great." Said; Travis. "It's that docter again."

"What's so wrong about this docter?" asked Buron.
 
"Many, things." said Captain Travis. "Including, his taste for cults. He says that cults share secrets from the heavens above, and their leaders guide us and take orders from a supernatural being. I don't believe in it, but sometimes the stories he tells are fascinating.

The docter finally approaches the pair. "So, captain would you like me to train you to become a doctor, or a much more handiful nurse? Eh, what do we have here?" said the docter. "Ah, yes Detective Buran how nice to meet you finally. Captain Travis, has told me all about you and your famous stories of being a detective. I'm sorry I didn't properly introduce myself. My name is Darin, Darin Corp. As you can see I'm a docter of fine arts and am always of service to police and detectives alike. Is there anything I can do for you today, my dear sir?

"Ignoring, the docter's sly remark on how he knew him, Buron began to ask the docter questions.

"What killed this man, docter?" "Of course the stab wounds, detective. We have little reason to believe anything else could have killed him. Is there anything else?" said the docter.

"No nothing else at the moment. Though, I do suggest that you take this man in for an autopsy, perhaps we can learn more there?"

"Ah, yes brilliant detective! Brilliant! I almost forgot about an autopsy. I have not done one for so long, that it just slips my mind every now and then." yelled the docter.

"Don't forget this time then, an autopsy I believe is crucial to this investigation." said Buron.

Buron then turned back to Captain Travis. "Captain Travis, have your men discovered anything from the local residents or any suspicious items nearby?"

"The residents heard something on the street. One said it sounded like a common scuffle between rival gangs. The residents do say there is a lot of gang violence in this part of town. The police here are powerless and already have their hands full snatching up a criminal, that's why we were called in, to come down here." said Captain Travis.

"Well that explains a lot. Anyway, I am going to have a look around and ask some of the locals if you don't mind captain." said Buron"Its fine with me, just don't get into any trouble with any of the gangs." answered Travis "I would hate to try to bail you out of this neighborhood.

"Detective Buron began to search around for any clues around the crime scene. The blood that had trailed all the way to the backalley had been cleaned up. "These police. Idiots! All over this city, police are just Idiots!" Yelled Buron; loud enough for only him to hear though. "Clearing out evidence before detectives such as myself can get to them! And now i'm stuck with broken fragments of a very large puzzle, which could claim more lives!"

Then he heard it and came running back to Captain Travis as fast as he could. "Captain! Captain!" Came running, a police officer. "Captain, there's been another murder, just a couple blocks away! "Detective Buron head to the next crime scene, we will meet you there, and hurry!" said Travis "Where is next the crime scene?" Buron asked the policemen. "This Way!" he said and they began to run to the next crime scene. Within 6 minutes they reached their destination.

"So, this is it?" asked Buron as they walked down the street finding and following a trail of blood to a sewer. "This is it." said the officer "The body is still down there, as far as I can smell it."

"While, we wait for the sewer team to arrive, I'm going to go around the neighborhood and ask the locals a few questions." said Buron "Would, you like any help sir?" asked the officer. "No, not right now anyway." answered Buron

Buron went around the entire street but either the residents were too afraid, hiding something or simply did not care for the crime that had taken place right in front of their homes. Buron then came back and continued to wait with officer until the sewer team arrived.

The sewer team soon arrives and lifts the man hole. They begin lowering a few people down into the sewer and lift up a mutilated body. The person was unrecognizable; his flesh wounds so deep that even his bones were scarred. His face was rigid with cuts from what looked like a very sharp knife. His clothing was torn and all along his body had multiple stab wounds. His stomach was cut open with complete precision.

"Look at this." Said Buron to the officer"What is it?" asked the officer"The stomach has been cut open with precise precision. We now know that whoever did these two murders has some medical training in their background. We can't ignore this, this is a major find." Said Buron"The doctor along with the rest of the team should be coming around soon. Oh, wait I think I see them now." Pointing his finger down the other side of the street "I think that's them."

Buron looked where the officer was pointing; there was something down the street a single figure walking down it clumsily as if drunk. A chill went up Burons spine as he continued to stare at the figure. Its movements did not match up with reality. It seemed like the figure was distorting the natural world of things. "I don't think that's them." Said Buron

All of a sudden the figure vanishes into thin air only to reappear a few minutes later even closer to them. Very close to them still walking clumsily down the path on the street, a car turns on to the street and right before Burons' and the officers eyes the car passes right through the figure as if it didn't exist. The figure is still walking as if nothing happened to it. And it was heading straight for them.

Buron and the officer just stood there in shock at the figure. Having seen the car whiz right through it, and now the figure was heading in their direction. Up closer it came, and Buron was finally able to make it what the figure was wearing. The figure from what Buron could tell was wearing a hood and a cloak. It had blood on its sleeves, not dry but not wet either. It was in a transparent state. It carried a scythe in its left hand and in the right something like a book. It stopped and began to speak in an unknown tongue and then hissed at the two men.

"Who are you? What do you want?" asked the officer in a very weak and frightened voice.The figure gave out a laugh and said in a deep dark voice "I have come, I have come. Death is in the air, and you both shall receive your fair share of it soon. There will be little comfort for you or you" the figure raised its hands and pointed at Buron. Its finger nails were long and sharp. "I sense fear from you. For I am Death and have come to collect every ones souls as they die in pain and total terror."

The figure gave out a malevolent laugh and quickly began to vanish from sight. The two men just stood there speechless on what had occurred. Where the figure was supposed to be there was now nothing. Was it all a dream? Nothing made sense anymore to Buron or the officer. They looked back up at and saw people coming down the street. It was the police team along with the doctor. Captain Travis was leading them in an orderly fashion. He wanted to look professional and knew any slip ups from any of his men would discredit them as being a strong police force.

"So, I never caught your name, young man." Said Buron turning to look at the officer

"It's Enrique. Enrique Fuentes." Said the officer

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Jesterzx9
Jesterzx9 Mar 30 2012, 11:47pm says:

Nice.

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