Hello! This is a new story of mine. Please note that I don't own any of the Criminal Minds characters, or where the town is. I do own the people though…
~~~ Monster…~~~
He screamed. The rangy dog at his tormentor's side was snarling at him. His tormentor remained silent and sliced his body from his navel to his groin. She slid her hands in and grabbed a lump of flesh. She twisted. He screamed. He felt his tormentor's hand drag out…one of his kidneys. With a quick slice, the organ fell limp in her hands, blood pooling underneath his being.
"If you don't stop screaming, I'll leave you here to be eaten by my dogs as you bleed to death." She snarled. He gasped and stifled his screams. The tormentor took a hot poker from the nearby fire and slid it inside him, cauterizing his wound. He choked on his scream.
"You will pay for what you've done." She snarled. The tormentor plunged her hands into his stomach again and pulled out his intestine. the scent of his blood sent bile gathering into his throat
"you will pay…"
BAU jet~~~
"Missoula, Montana. Just recently, a man named Jeffery Lindley was found behind the local community hospital dumpster. He was badly mutilated, showed signs of rape and had several infected wounds." JJ stated, looking a bit green. She passed around the photos.
"oh god…" Morgan gagged. Hotch swallowed a lump in his throat. Reid coughed.
"from the looks of things, this is only the minor injuries. Hotch, how should we approach this?" the thin male asked.
"alright, JJ you handle the press and talk to the chief of police on how to catch his killer…" he started.
"see, that's the thing. He's still alive." Prentiss gasped, Reid hurried to the restroom, and Morgan was taking long deep breaths.
"he's….still alive? Then are we being called in to catch his attacker?" Morgan asked. JJ shook her head. She held up another stack of photos. These ones containing the picture of a young girl, appearing no older than 14, with long red/black hair, large eyes: one a deep blue the other a rich copper, and smiling softly, her lips plump.
"They caught her, or actually, she turned herself in."
"She? This signatures states extreme rage and aggression. Is there a picture of the attacker?" Hotch asked. JJ nodded and gave the team the unsub's picture. Reid returned and gave the picture a once over.
"Her name is Spencer Reed. She was a senior at the local high school and the oldest of six kids. She confessed to torturing Lindley, but not why, or how or where. The police want our help to answer these questions." JJ mentioned.
"…alight. We'll be landing in a few hours, so let's go over the profile the law enforcement provided us." He stated. Hotch was pale. How could a young girl do this to a man?
~~~Missoula Police department~~~
"agent Hotchner. I'm officer Wren and I'll be showing you around." Officer Wren had shaggy blonde hair, blue eyes and a rather muscular build. He wore a worn leather Stetson with his badge pinned to the side, some well-fitting jeans and a dusty white shirt with a faded police logo on the front. His hair was long and pulled back into a messy pony tail. Both JJ and Prentiss were eyeing his hind end as he led the team down the hallway to an empty room.
"Here you go! I have all the photos categorized and I brought you three different maps of the City and the small towns surrounding it. I'll have one of the secretaries go and fetch you some coffee and such. I hope you can find out why this sweetheart of the lass snapped." Officer Wren then tilted his hat to the now blushing Reid and left, slightly wriggling his rump at the male agent. Both women glared at their comrade in mock envy.
"What did I do?!" he wailed. Rossi, Morgan, and Hotch chuckled.
"enough games… Reid, Prentiss. I want you to start on the geographic profile. Rossi, JJ I want you to go and interview Lindley. Garcia, stay here and go over everything about Lindley, Reed…everything. Leave no stone unturned. I'll interview our unsub and see what I can do." The team members all nodded at each other and went onto their tasks. Garcia began to sift through everything.
"this must be confusing, sir." She stated as Hotch was getting ready to leave for the interview.
"what do you mean?" he asked. Garcia smirked and continued to type away.
"the unsub is named Spencer Reed. And we have a Spencer Reid on our team. It must be a bit unsettling to have two Spencer's." the bubbly blonde explained. Hotch smiled.
"it is a bit….unsettling."
~~~interview room~~~
Spencer hummed a slow melody and traced a pattern into the wooden table. Her left hand was cuffed to the table. The door opened. The odd eyed girl looked towards the sound. Spencer remained silent. Instead, she was looking the agent up and down.
"You have a son. I say….about 7, 8 years old." She stated. Hotch flinched.
"Yea…yes. How did you know that?" he asked. Spencer smiled.
"you are the oldest of two brothers, and are sometimes considered the father of your team. Your favorite food is strawberries, and you prefer oatmeal and orange juice to blueberry pancakes and Milk. You like your coffee with two creams and a dash of cinnamon, and wear red ties to show dominance to your thin, yet muscular stature.
You like women, but you would gladly sleep with a man if he is good looking enough. You are afraid to pursue your relationship with your girlfriend, after being tied to one lover for years.
You look down on people who commit violence for no reason, so I'm not your most favorite person at the moment. This is from the abuse you suffered from your deceased father. You enjoy watching horror movies and are a big fan of the Beatles. If you had to choose to date Cher or Madonna, you'll choose Cher because you prefer long black hair to curly headed blondes. And finally, your whole name and status is Unit Chief Supervisor Special Agent Aaron Jackson Hotchner of the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and you are very protective of your team members. Almost like…family." She stated. Hotch paled as she recited his basic profile. The girl just smiled and picked at a scab on her arm.
"How do you know that?" he asked once more. Spencer smiled.
"Turn off the camera and I'll tell you everything. You can tell Officer Wren, Dakota and Johnson to leave as well. Only you, your team, and my brother. Then I'll tell you everything you need to know. Agree to my conditions and I'll proudly take my punishment. If you don't, then I'll take my knowledge to the grave." She then smiled and settled back down and traced her finger along a groove in the wood. Without another word, Hotch stood and walked out the door. His hand was shaking. Spencer smiled at the one way glass and began to hum.
"what is she…"
~~~Hospital~~~
Rossi shuddered and took in a breath as he stepped into the ICU. The faint scent of sickness and wintergreen made his stomach turn slightly. JJ got a call and was asked to stay behind. Pulling out his badge, he walked over to a nearby nurse.
"FBI. I'm here to talk to Lindley." He stated. The Nurse, a plump Latina woman, snarled and slammed her clipboard to the ground. The Italian man took a step back in shock/fear.
"You want to talk to that….that, monstruo enfermo! Well, you'll have to ask another nurse! I want nothing to do with this hombre asqueroso!" she then turned and stormed away, leaving Rossi in a confused state.
Another nurse hurried over to the stunned male.
"I'm so sorry about Jaya. Her son was attacked a few weeks ago and Lindley was the one who helped the family. I have no idea why she would hate him though… anyway, you wish to talk to Lindley?" she asked. Rossi nodded. The nurse bobbed her head and motioned the male to follow.
"thank you." He said.
~.~.~.~
Rossi sat by the bed of his victim. Lindley was sitting up in the bed, his posture stating his head was bowed.
"Stay on the other side of the curtain please. I don't want anyone to see me." He rasped. Rossi nodded.
"I'll respect your wishes. Can you tell me what happened?" he asked. Lindley let out a rattle like breath. He placed a hand to his face.
"I just got through with a long day at work, and I was tired. My wife called me to say she and my daughter were going to wait for me to come home to eat. I just hung up my phone when I noticed her." He started. Rossi remained silent.
"Normally I would stop and talk, but I was tired and just walked by her, she turned to face me. And I turned to tell her to go home. Then I saw the gun."
"She had a gun?" Rossi asked. Lindley nodded.
"I told her that shooting me won't make her feel better, and I had no money on me, but then she laughed. It was forced and I could see that she was crying.
'I don't want your money.' She said. I then reached for the gun, going slow. I asked what she wanted and she smiled, her eyes were wild.
'you to suffer.' And she shot me in the arm. Naturally I went and tried to stop the bleeding, but she was quick and kicked me in my jaw. I saw a needle in her hand and felt the syringe plunge into my neck. Then it was dark." Lindley coughed and reached for a paper cup full of water. Rossi gasped as he saw the scarred and mutilated hand leave the curtain for a minute.
"What happened next?" he asked. Lindley coughed once more and continued.
~~~Flashback~~~
Lindley groaned as he came to. Shaking his head, he looked around. He noticed that he was in a warm, dry barn, but no traffic sounds anywhere. He also noticed he was chained to a bent metal post in the ground. Looking closer, he noticed the floor was slanted concrete, a drain in the center. The stall were all empty except for one. From the sounds coming from the one stall, he guessed mad dogs. A giant covered cage sat next to the stall, feral growls and houghing coming from the thing.
. "You'll meet them soon enough." Flinching, the doctor turned and came face to face with a…girl.
"Spencer? What are you here? What's going on?" he asked. Spencer chuckled darkly. In her hand was a large feed bag…full of something metallic. Following her form, Lindley watched as she opened the bag and threw large rancid chunks of meat to the dogs and flipped the cover of the cage just partly. A large furred paw came out and swiped at the girl. He gulped. A cougar.
"you will confess. And you will pay. Because for the next few days…I am your worst nightmare. If you confess, I'll go easy. But if you don't…well, you'll find out soon enough." Spencer then strolled over to what appeared to be a stone fireplace. Gathering some wood and other stuff, she soon had a hot fire crackling. She placed several objects into the flame. And walked over to him. Lindley gulped and began to struggle. Spencer made a noise of disgust at him.
"pathetic." The dark haired girl then grabbed his shirt and ripped it off. With a small knife, she sliced away his jeans, his underwear and undershirt. He stilled as she began to trail the knife across his groin.
"in a few minutes, you'll feel my rage." She hummed and went to a small table only a few feet in front of him. From where he sat, he could make out a variety of knives, pliers and other tools. Jars and vials lined next to the tools. Dilators and other supplies were lined in a row in front of him. He blushed as Spencer began to undress. Her shirt was discarded and she her hair was pulled back. The pale blue jeans she wore were replaced with black denim slacks. A small mask hung around her neck.
"you are sick." She stated, pointing a small knife to his crotch, where his arousal was prominent. He blushed and tried to cross his legs for a bit of decency. With a cold gaze, Spencer kneeled and began to carve into his skin. He screamed. The girl looked right into his eyes.
"Confess…"
~~~End Flashback~~~
"…and I can't remember the rest. Next thing I knew, police were barging into the barn, shot the dogs and the cat and Spencer was nowhere to be found. I blacked out and when I came to, doctors were telling me that some of my damage cannot be repaired and I'll be in and out of the ER for the rest of my life." Lindley took a raspy breath.
"Did they catch her? Is Spencer behind bars now?" he asked. Rossi swallowed a lump nd replied.
"She actually turned herself in." he said. Lindley gasped.
"She has a reason…don't let her out!" he cried. Rossi stood and left he man to his wallows.
As he left the building, JJ came running towards him, her face ashy and full of shock.
"What is it?" he asked. The blonde woman was shaking.
"The unsub, Spencer Reed….she made bail."
~~~AN~~~
And there is chapter one of Monster. Please give me your insight and review if you love it or not. Should I continue or not?