This story is about a man named Todd Draco. He was murder by his friends after he said he was going to rat them out for a robbery they did. Todd was found in a back ally of St. Louis. He was beaten and stabbed many times. Beside him was his girlfriend of five years. Her name was carved into her head: Amy Rowe. She had been raped and finally shot in the chest. They ended Todd's life by shooting him twice, once in the head and once in the heart. Some say they shot him after they raped his girlfriend. He had a knife wound in each hand and two holes in the wall match the knife and his blood was around the holes. He suffered while his wife lay raped and beaten at his. Cornor says that they were like that for over 24 hours before the killers came back and ended their lives.
Some people told stories of weird things that happened while they investigated the murder. Some say they saw a dark shadow over head and others say they saw a crow. A single crow that was also seen when they lowered Todd and Amy into their graves. A Crow that was also seen the night the grave of Todd Draco was found torn up and empty.
It happened on a Friday around midnight. Draco's hand tore up through the sod and soil that covered his grave. Within minutes Draco was out of his grave gasping for air. His eyes slowly adjusted back to normal as he lay there starring up at the sky. Circling above him was a single black crow. When Draco blinked and looked again he was starring down at himself through the crows eyes. He blinked again and was starring back up at the crow. He knew about the stories of dead people come backing thanks to crows, but they were in old Osage Indian tales and myths. Todd also knew what he must do now. He must track down his killers and end their lives.
As Todd walked along the path to the street the crow followed above him showing him what lay ahead. The house he was heading for was his and his girlfriend's. There Todd could rest and prepare for what he had to do. As he walked the way to the house he found out all his senses were better then ever. He could see in pitch black, hear voices through steel and concrete, smell blood or even booze a mile away, and he could feel even the smallest crack in a surface. It freaked him out be he continued. In the legends the reborn undead also had immortality. This meant no matter what happened to him he would come back in one piece, alive.
The house was dark, damp, and burnt. After Todd died his killers set his house on fire, but the only real damage was to spots in the floor and roof. The house still stood but with a few black marks and holes. In his room he found his girlfriends make up. He sat down in front of a mirror and painted a mask on his face. Not any mask but one of the Osage medicine men. They painted this way when someone died so the crow could guide the dead on their way. His whole face white with a black streak down his forehead, then down each eye, and finally down his cheeks. He then painted his lips black with some black lines coming from each cornor of his mouth and across his cheeks where they intersected the lines from his eyes. From the corners of his eyes he painted black wavy lines down his cheeks to represent black tear trails. As he finished he stared into the mirror at his new face.
It has only been a year since the murder but he can still remember everything that happened. The way they tied his feet up and stabbed knives through his hands. He also remembers how they stabbed him in non-vital so he bled slowly before they ended his life. He remembers the screams of pain from Amy as they ravaged her and tore her up. The last thing he remembers is when they came and shot him. They killed Amy first and then shot him in the chest. It tore his heart up but he was still alive. They told him why they did it and then shot him in the head. After that everything went white then blackness.
"Those mother fuckers will pay!!!" he yelled this at the mirror just before smashing it with his fist. To his amazement the cuts vanished almost as soon as they appeared. Todd then continued to smash the mirror with his fists till all that was left was broken glass and wood. Then the tears came. They ran down his face and onto the glass. After the tears were gone he looked at himself in a smaller mirror, the makeup was unchanged. So he left the house and went to find himself some weapons.
Hours went by before he found a pawn shop. Not your regular pawn shop but one that would have no cameras, no guards, and no alarms. The front door was easy to get through, it only took one kick. This place was stacked with nothing but guns, knives, swords, and other evil weapons. Todd took his time searching for the weapons. He ended up with two four foot long katanas, two daggers on a belt strapped to his legs, two desert eagle pistols beside the daggers, and a set of throwing knives around his waist. As he left the store he left a note on the door telling the clerk that the one that robbed you will pay you back later. Now he had only one thing on his mind, and that was REVENGE!
Some people told stories of weird things that happened while they investigated the murder. Some say they saw a dark shadow over head and others say they saw a crow. A single crow that was also seen when they lowered Todd and Amy into their graves. A Crow that was also seen the night the grave of Todd Draco was found torn up and empty.
It happened on a Friday around midnight. Draco's hand tore up through the sod and soil that covered his grave. Within minutes Draco was out of his grave gasping for air. His eyes slowly adjusted back to normal as he lay there starring up at the sky. Circling above him was a single black crow. When Draco blinked and looked again he was starring down at himself through the crows eyes. He blinked again and was starring back up at the crow. He knew about the stories of dead people come backing thanks to crows, but they were in old Osage Indian tales and myths. Todd also knew what he must do now. He must track down his killers and end their lives.
As Todd walked along the path to the street the crow followed above him showing him what lay ahead. The house he was heading for was his and his girlfriend's. There Todd could rest and prepare for what he had to do. As he walked the way to the house he found out all his senses were better then ever. He could see in pitch black, hear voices through steel and concrete, smell blood or even booze a mile away, and he could feel even the smallest crack in a surface. It freaked him out be he continued. In the legends the reborn undead also had immortality. This meant no matter what happened to him he would come back in one piece, alive.
The house was dark, damp, and burnt. After Todd died his killers set his house on fire, but the only real damage was to spots in the floor and roof. The house still stood but with a few black marks and holes. In his room he found his girlfriends make up. He sat down in front of a mirror and painted a mask on his face. Not any mask but one of the Osage medicine men. They painted this way when someone died so the crow could guide the dead on their way. His whole face white with a black streak down his forehead, then down each eye, and finally down his cheeks. He then painted his lips black with some black lines coming from each cornor of his mouth and across his cheeks where they intersected the lines from his eyes. From the corners of his eyes he painted black wavy lines down his cheeks to represent black tear trails. As he finished he stared into the mirror at his new face.
It has only been a year since the murder but he can still remember everything that happened. The way they tied his feet up and stabbed knives through his hands. He also remembers how they stabbed him in non-vital so he bled slowly before they ended his life. He remembers the screams of pain from Amy as they ravaged her and tore her up. The last thing he remembers is when they came and shot him. They killed Amy first and then shot him in the chest. It tore his heart up but he was still alive. They told him why they did it and then shot him in the head. After that everything went white then blackness.
"Those mother fuckers will pay!!!" he yelled this at the mirror just before smashing it with his fist. To his amazement the cuts vanished almost as soon as they appeared. Todd then continued to smash the mirror with his fists till all that was left was broken glass and wood. Then the tears came. They ran down his face and onto the glass. After the tears were gone he looked at himself in a smaller mirror, the makeup was unchanged. So he left the house and went to find himself some weapons.
Hours went by before he found a pawn shop. Not your regular pawn shop but one that would have no cameras, no guards, and no alarms. The front door was easy to get through, it only took one kick. This place was stacked with nothing but guns, knives, swords, and other evil weapons. Todd took his time searching for the weapons. He ended up with two four foot long katanas, two daggers on a belt strapped to his legs, two desert eagle pistols beside the daggers, and a set of throwing knives around his waist. As he left the store he left a note on the door telling the clerk that the one that robbed you will pay you back later. Now he had only one thing on his mind, and that was REVENGE!