Chapter 1

((Author's Note: This is a story based off of a role play my friend, UnstopableArcricVamp, and I did.))

Spencer Reid and Derek Morgan walked into the large mansion in Westchester, New York. They were reporting to the scene of their latest case in which people were being murdered in this location. This was the seventh victim in this town within a couple months. There also was nothing that tethered them together except for the fact that the crime scenes appeared to be caused by the same unsub (unknown subject). They came into the room where a girl laid dead. Her skin was a darker blue tone, her hair was very short and flaming red.

"What the?" escaped Reid's lips.

"What is she?" Morgan questioned out loud.

"She's a girl," came a voice behind them. They both turned around to see a shorter brunette man standing behind them. His blue eyes were red and a bit swollen from all the tears he had shed. "Her name is Raven. She's my sister, s-she was just a normal girl," he wiped his tears.

Reid looked over to Morgan sadly and then went over to the new boy. "We're sorry about your lost. I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, and this is Agent Derek Morgan. M-May I ask you a few questions?" he asked.

The other boy nodded, "C-Can we talk o-outside of this r-room?" he asked glancing at Raven's body lying on the ground. She had burn marks all over her along with cuts (some deep, some superficial).

Reid nodded and led him out of the room and they headed outside to the gardens. "I'm truly sorry about all of this."

"Thank you. Raven was a good girl... a great sister. Who would do this?" he cried.

Reid handed him a handkerchief. "That's why my team and I are here. We will do everything we can to find who did this and to bring them to justice."

"I-I know, but this sh-shouldn't have happened in the first place. R-Raven can't be… she c-can't be g-gone," he sat down on a bench outside and cried into his hand.

"Would anyone want to hurt her? Did she make any enemies?"

"She was a very vocal girl. She didn't take any crap from anyone. She was a good friend and sister. She probably did have some people that didn't like her for it, but she didn't pick fights. She would defend her friends and me…"

"What do you mean?"

"Being the nerd in school and a freak is hard. People used to bully me, but Raven would stand up for me."

"She sounds like a great friend and a wonderful sister."

"She was," he nodded. "She was the only family I had left, honestly the only family really I ever had."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Thank you. I can't believe she's really gone."

Reid reached over and rubbed the other man's back. He then saw Morgan come out, "Thank you for your time, Sir."

"Charles," the man said. "You can call me Charles. P-Please find who did this?"

"We will do what we can… Charles," Reid nodded and walked over to Morgan. "That was our victim's brother, Charles. He's pretty torn up about everything that has happened here. Can't be easy seeing your only family like that…" he trailed off.

"It's a really weird crime scene we've got here," Morgan nodded. "Our victim definitely struggled. She's goes multiple cuts and several small burns all over her. The coroner is not sure what the cause of death is yet, but it probably is the same thing as our other victims: severely burnt insides. There is one difference with this victim though."

"What's that?" Reid asked as they walked to the car.

"This victim was tortured, almost like she was the object of the unsub's rage or maybe our unsub is gaining confidence. Either way, we have to figure out the connection with each victim and fast before our guy strikes again," Morgan hopped in the driver's seat and they drove to the police station.