Summary: There is a serial killer loose…his victims are always young males. So far he has killed four, and from there is still eight more…Can the heelers find out who he is before he gets to number twelve…

Warnings: rape, violence, death, a bit of religion…

RATED R

Authors note: I got this idea of a book…..a really good book, serial killer who goes after twelve different girls and calls them 'his' disciples. The book was called The Twelve Apostles or Disciples…

The Twelve Apostles…

Prologue!

Samuel Edden exited the elevator and walked into the car park. It was Thursday. He had a late shift at work, as much as he hated going to a late shift, the pay was good so he didn't complain.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Samuel spun around his golden hair flying across his head. His light green eyes searched for the noise, but all he saw were three other cars all that belonged to his workmates.

The car park was completely empty. He wondered where the noise came from as it sounded like foot steps. He shivered, suddenly feeling a little scared. He walked a little faster towards his car until finally he had the key shoved in the key hole. He spun it around and entered his car. He slammed his door shut and turned his car on. He finally released his breath that he'd been holding the past minute. Without looking he reversed fast, desperate to get out of the car park.

THUMP.

Samuel jumped in his seat and spun around. He was still metres away from the cemented pole. He must have hit something. He quickly put his car on park, and opened his car. He prayed he didn't scratch his car; otherwise his dad would kill him. He walked over slowly towards the back of the car. He gasped when he saw a thirty-forty year old man unconscious, lying on his stomach on the cold ground. He instantly forgot his car, and fell to the ground next to the man. He shook him, gently.

"Sir," He asked weakly, He turned the man around onto his back as he pulled out his mobile phone. He dialled triple 0 and held the phone across his ear.

"Hello, constable Peroni speaking-"

"I accidentally ran someone over," Samuel screamed into the phone, "I don't know if his alive or not!"

"Okay, okay. Calm down sir," Peroni ordered, "Try checking for a pulse, has he got one?"

"Just a sec, lemme check," Samuel cried. His two fingers placed against the man's neck. "Yeah he's got one."

"Okay, good," Peroni said, "Now where are you?"

"I'm at- what the hell?" His voice turned to a whisper. The man's eyes had opened revealing cold black eyes. Samuel's flew over to the man's right arm. He was holding a metal base ball bat in his gloved hand. "Shit."

"Sir what's-" Peroni was cut off by a loud thump, and then a groan of pain. "Sir! Sir answer me."

"The fifth one is coming," A voice snarled. He hung up the phone, threw it to the ground, and looked down at his unconscious victim. He grabbed the boy by his long hair and dragged him away from his car.

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Samuel yawned. What a weird dream. His head was aching, just above his temple. He tried to spin to his side but found him self unable to move. He tried to see what was holding him down. To his horror he found not only was he tied down unable to move he was also gagged.

"Mmmmffff!" He struggled to get himself freed. He could tell he was on a bed or at least a mattress. He continued to struggle aimlessly, until he heard the creaking of a door opening. He tried to pull himself up, but each limb was tied down.

"It's so good of you to join me Philip," the man snarled. Samuel whimpered. Why is he calling me Philip? The man suddenly crawled upon him. Samuel flinched as he just released he was bound, gagged, and very much naked. The man was also naked. His heavy body was crushing against Samuel's petite one. His rough hands began to stroke Samuel's soft face. His head was lifted on the pillow underneath him. The gag was removed.

"What do you want from me?" Samuel cried in fear. He was ignored as the man started straddling Samuel's feet around his own. "What are you doing?"

The man continued to ignore him as he shifted himself underneath Samuel's rear end. Samuel let out a scream of horror and pain, as he felt the man enter him without any preparation.

"No!" He cried, he struggled to free himself, and in the hassle found himself slapped across the face a couple of times. He felt dizzy and sick. He could barely breathe, because of the rapid movements of the man. In one minute, out the next. Samuel let out a cry of disgust when finally the man came inside him.

"Good boy Philip," He growled, pulling himself out. Samuel whimpered as his arms and legs where unbound. "You're not going anywhere my little apostle."

Samuel curled into a foetal position and began to sob weakly, as the man left the room.

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Well there is the prologue, chap one will be up soon…now review….and be nice please……..