People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

Police were and fireman everywhere. There'd been a brutal attack on two people. A double homicide. Half of the house had been torched but had smoldered out by the kitchen. The place was trashed. The home was that of a very successful attorney, John Cena and his fiancée Bailey Lee. Police were taking pictures and collecting evidence. Randy Orton a detective with the Chicago Police and John Cena's best friend came into the master bedroom upstairs. Where Bailey was laying dead from a slit throat and multiple stab wounds. There were also signs she'd been raped.

Detective Orton." One of the officers said.

"What the hell happened here?" Randy said.

"It looks like a home invasion, multiple assailants." "As far as we can tell Mr. Cena appeared to arrive in the middle of it." "That's when they attacked him as well."

"He's dead to?"

"Yes." "They really did a number on him." "Multiple stab wounds, multiple gunshots, they hung him from a tree in the backyard."

"Oh my god." Randy walked over to the bed. He looked sadly at Bailey. "These people were my friends." "I want this handled."

"Yes sir."

"Sergeant Peters." Another officer said coming into the room holding up a plastic baggy. The officer that was talking to Randy turned around.

"Yes."

"I found this in the bathroom." She handed it to sergeant Peters.

"A pregnancy test." Randy looked at it.

"It's positive." Randy said. He looked at Bailey's body. "I'm sorry." He said. "You would've made a great mother."

Randy went downstairs. There was a blood trail from the top of the stairs down in the living room, through the kitchen and out the sliding glass doors to the patio. Randy looked up at the tree where the noose still hung and was soaked with blood. John had been taken down and was covered with a white sheet. Tears formed in the corners of Randy's eyes. He knelt down by John's body.

"I'm sorry." He said. "I'm gonna get the fuckers, I swear."

Randy went to the front of the house. AJ Lee's car pulled up in front of the house. She was Bailey's younger sister. They were two years apart. She was also Randy's girlfriend. John had introduced them.

"Randy what's going on?" AJ asked.

"AJ, uh…

"What?" "What is it?"

"AJ, Bailey and John are dead."

"What?" "No."

"They think it was some type of home invasion."

"Are you sure they're dead?" She said starting to cry.

"I just saw there bodies."

"No!" He hugged her. "Randy, no!" She sobbed.

"I know baby." "I know."

One Year Later

There were no leads in the killings of Bailey and John. The case had gone cold. Randy and AJ were at the cemetery. Bailey and John's graves were right across from each other. They put flowers on each. They were standing at Bailey's grave.

"I miss you." AJ said. "I love you." A crow landed on John's grave.

"Caw!" It squawked.

"Are you ready?" Randy asked.

"Yeah."

Later that night Randy was over at AJ's place. AJ was looking at pictures of Bailey and some of Bailey and John. Bailey's had had long wavy brown hair. She'd been a little taller then AJ and she had blue eyes. AJ sat down next to Randy on the couch.

"I miss them so much." AJ said.

"I do to."

In the cemetery at John's grave the ground began to crack open. The coffin opened. John crawled out and stood up. He was confused. He didn't understand where he was or what was happening.

"Caw!" John turned around and saw a crow on a headstone. He didn't understand why it was there. What was even more puzzling to him was what was written on the tombstone he saw. It read.

"John Cena 1977-2014"

I hope you liked the first chapter.