Criminalminds01453. You can call me Min. This is my first story, so bare with me. Sorry in advanced if it is bad. This first chapter is from the victims point of view. This was beta'd by Kitwarrior24. This is an AU

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

As I creeped down the hall, the floors creaked and groaned as though the world was sobbing. I shined my light onto the floor and saw something dark. On closer examination I saw it was blood, fresh from the wound. As I went farther and farther down, I saw more and more. The pools of blood kept getting bigger and bigger. There were bloody footprints everywhere. There were big handprints and smaller, almost child like, handprints. I heard loud moans and it wasn't the floor this time. I was tring to see through the dark but all I saw was the light from the flashlight.

"Jason" I whispered. "Where are you?"

"He's not here, he's no longer on this earth." He said. I tried to run but there was something cold pressed against my neck. There was a sharp pain and a stinging sensation and when I touched my neck, my hand came away dark and, bloody.

"What do you mean?" I was on the verge of tears. I couldn't talk, the unsobbed sobbes were chocking me. I wanted to scream, I was in so much pain. The knife was pressed to my back and I knew I was dead. Jason groaned again. He let go to finish the job. I turned and got the f *** out of there. I wanted to get as faraway as possible before He found out that I had escaped he would shoot me, literally shoot me. I saw the stairs that went to the roof. I heard him coming up from beneath me and saw he was watching following me. I ran up the stairs in a near panic. I knew he was close. I could hear his labored breathing from years of breathing in cigar smoke. He came up and started to follow me. I ran faster and then I jumped off the roof.

BEEP! BEEP! My phone was going off, and I was ready to throw it out the window. My head was pounding. Never again am I going to go to bed as late as I did. It is bad when I don't get enough sleep and my head starts pounding like it is now. Never am I also going parting till four a.m, never again. All the sudden, my daughter came at me in a flurry of blue and red. It was the Forth of July and the we were going to see the fireworks later. The first time I have seen fireworks since I was eight years old. I was going to go and help set up, but I couldn't, the lights would hurt me worse than His whip would. Jason walked in, and started to speak, but he saw my face. I knew I looked bad, but his face told me I looked worse than I felt. Terror grabbed me as I thought of what my daughter saw, but then I remembered she was blind, a lab accident, meant to fix her sight, but it didn't. It made it worse. I feel bad, I mean this is my baby, my little girl. I was supposed to protect her, but I couldn't. Jason let me get myself together, but I knew it wouldn't last. Just then Katie, Spencer's twin sister walked in.

"Hey you should get ready." she said. "He will beat your ass senseless."

"I'm going, I'm going," I yelled back. "I wish the devil would take me."

"Mommy! Mommy!" yelled Charlotte "I want to play outside, but Daddy won't let me."

"Honey, you can't ruin your pretty dress. Go play with your dolls." I said.

"Oh phooey Mama, your so mean!" she said.

"I know, I know, I'm so mean" I said. Then the world as I knew it exploded into a world of hurt and blood.

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