A/N: This is the first chapter of the story. Sorry its a little short. I promise that I will update with more after I have written more myself. Enjoy.

Prologue

Checking her watch for the millionth time that morning Vanessa Willows heaved an exasperated sigh as she continued to run around the kitchen. Mornings were always the busiest part of the day for Vanessa, especially when she had to wait for her husband, Jim, to finish getting dressed. As she organized her brief case on the counter there came the sound of the door bell ringing.

Wondering who could be dropping by this early in the morning Vanessa made her way toward the door. Without bothering to check the peephole she opened the door, and was greeted by a middle aged man with short brown hair. Leaning casually against the door frame Vanessa asked,

"Can I help you?"

Smiling at her the man waved his hand slightly as he spoke in a deep southern voice,

"Hello, my car broke down just down the road, and when I went to call for a tow truck I found that my phone was dead. Do you mind if I come in and use yours?"

After taking a moment to think about it Vanessa nodded her head as she moved aside and replied,

"Sure, the phone is in the kitchen. Follow me and I'll get it for you, Mister…?"

"Jones"

Smiling slightly Vanessa nodded her head before she turned around and started making her way to the kitchen. As he followed her into the house the smile upon his face grew bigger as he revealed a knife hidden in his coat sleeve. He had been searching for an entire week before he had found this wonderful brunette and her African American husband. They would make a wonderful representative for the real couple he wanted to taunt.

Seeing the phone on the counter just a few feet away inside the kitchen the man named Jones decided it was best to attack now before the woman turned around and saw the knife in his hand, or her husband came into the room. Quickening his footsteps he brought the knife around the woman and placed it just under her chin. Leaning down to her ear he whispered,

"Hello Darlin', let's have some fun."

Without waiting for a response he hit the woman against her head with the bottom handle of the knife. A few minutes later unaware of what had gone on in the kitchen Jim Willows walked into the room. However, when he found his wife tied to a kitchen chair with a man standing behind her and a gun pointed at her head Jim stopped in his tracks. Seeing that the honored guest had finally arrived the man's smile grew even bigger as he said,

"Ah the man of honor had finally arrived. Now we can start to have some fun."

Walking slowly around Jones came to stand in front of Vanessa, and with a single fluid movement he removed the gun's safety lock. Pointing the gun at her right shoulder Jones glanced over to Jim as he said,

"Watch carefully now, I don't want you to miss this."

Right as he said this he fired two shots simultaneously at Vanessa both penetrating her right shoulder, causing her to cry out in pain. Hearing her pain filled out cry Jim tried to approach his wife but was forced to stop when the man turned to point the gun at him, the grin still upon his face as he said,

"And now it's your turn to play."

Just like before he didn't even bother to wait for a response as he quickly made his way around Jim to stand right behind him, hitting him across the shoulder blades, and causing his to fall to his knees. From her fixed placement Vanessa watched in fear; tears welled up in her eyes as she saw the man place the barrel of the gun against the back of Jim's head. Looking up and seeing the tears in her eyes Jones' grin grew even bigger. Without saying a word he fired the gun and Jim Willows fell to the floor dead.

Devastated by what she saw Vanessa cried out in despair. Ignoring her saddened cries Jones walked behind her once again and quickly slit her throat, permanently silencing her. After wiping his knife clean Jones slowly dipped his hand into the fresh wound. With blood dripping from his hand Jones approached the wall directly behind Vanessa, and started to write a special message of greeting upon it, 'Hello Darlin''.