Chapter 1: Great Sacrifice

Headlines Post Today:

" Luke Blade, Illusionist, has been sent to jail today in the killings of three local citizens. It claims it revenge, but the court thought otherwise. This magician will not be breaking out any time soon. Police officials say that they spotted him on E. 100th street dangling miss Sylvia Winthrop upside down, while tied to a strait jacket, mouth covered. More on this story on page E3. "

Loren read the headlines with shock. She couldn't believe it. She had been in the same city, local state and living across the street from Sylvia. Was it possible? Her favorite magician caught at the scene?

She rubbed her eyes harshly and proceeded to read the rest of the headline on E3. There, they shown a picture of the prisoner, Luke Blade, in handcuffs and a rather plump police man in the background holding him by his arm. Loren dreaded the day she would read this headline, but what could she do?

Not much. She was just a 16 year old trapped in this low life house in New York.

The girl rubbed her eyes again. Allergy season was definitely coming, she could feel it. Shortly after, she took the newspaper again and folded it up. Coming to her feet from sitting on the porch in front of her apartment, she just about opened the door when suddenly a man stepped out.

He was her stepfather, Mike. Mike was a very skinny tanned man, who looked like he hadn't shaved for about a week. He sure felt the same way against Loren.

Mike shown his teeth and grasped Loren's dark hair firmly. "What the Hell are you doing out here? I thought I told you to stay inside!"

"I-I know, but…" Loren tried to explain without getting a second beating the same day.

"But nothing! Stay inside!"

Mike threw her into their apartment again and slammed the door. It seemed the old rickety apartment shook entirely, or just throughout the hallways. Loren was a bit shaky now. Setting the newspaper on the glass table which had been shattered a bit in the corners from Mike, she went straight back to the kitchen.

Loren could hear from behind her, the man ripping up their paper quickly and messy.

Deep inside, however, she could still feel the emptiness that still felt for dear Luke. Her idol crushed by revenge and sent to jail. She fell silent in thoughts.

After washing her dishes about a half an hour later, Loren heard Mike once more, screaming at her little brother, Andy. She didn't know what he was yelling about this time, and she wasn't prepared to find out.

Loren stepped into the living room once more and looked for things to do or pretend to do. Finally, Mike stood outside his bedroom yelling something about "Never do it again," to the small Andy.

Later that night…

Loren laid awake in her bedroom deep within the night. It was around 1:30 a.m. now and she still was wondering what Luke was probably thinking right now. Probably a lot of things like: anger, sadness, reminiscence of the past, things like that.

There was a knock at the door. It opened slightly to reveal Andy and his small blanket that he carried around with him often. Since he was about 6 years old, that was allowed much for him.

"Hey Andy," Loren said, sitting up in her bed. She opened her covers a little bit so Andy could jump inside.

"Loren," Little Andy murmured, "I'm scared. Look what Mike did to me. It hurts real bad." There shown on his small fragile arms a large black bruise.

"Oh, let me see it," Loren said, almost shocked. Andy laid down on her pillow a cuddled up to Loren. "I'll fix it in the morning, okay? For now, I give it a kiss." She did so.

As Andy slowly fell asleep with dreadful tears of quiet pain, Loren had still been awake. Luke. That's basically all was on her mind. Though, the pain of Andy's was first. She felt extremely bad to what was happening with him. Why?

The door slammed on the apartment. It was their Mother, Theresa. She was a dark haired woman, like Loren, but more pale on her drunk days like today. She could tell that she was running into desks and chairs as they fell over. Loren tried desperately to keep Andy from awakening.

The light turned on in the hallway, and soon Loren's bedroom. Andy awoke with a small blinding eyes. Theresa slurred a bit before speaking.

"S-S-Stupid k-kids. Go to the-the MOON. Now SLEEP." their dear mother told them. As the woman shut off the light and slammed the door, Mike awoke as well. With their little ordeal of fighting, Loren now really couldn't fall asleep. Andy, on the other hand, fell asleep fast. Screaming could be heard and slapping and hitting also.

Loren didn't feel too bad. This happened practically every night, except Andy would be in his own room. Normally, he wouldn't dare to move.

It was now going on 2:00 a.m. Luke. Luke. Luke. Why couldn't she get him out of her head? Looking out her window to her right, she saw police car sirens flashing over head, heading straight to her apartment. Now, the sound of the car and pounding coming up the stairs.

The pound of the door came from her apartment. And with that, a flood of police men scattered each room. Someone must of called the cops on them again. The opened the door to Loren's room and she tried to look as frightened as possible so they would either leave, take her away, or plainly arrest her so-called parents.

Sadly, the did two of the above. In separate police cars, the took Loren to the police station and her parents to another for questioning.

Loren sat in the lobby with Andy right next to her. Every time a police men would pass, an awkward stare would beam at them like deer in headlights… just them staring at her. It was rather odd, really.

Then a thought hit her. The jailhouse wasn't too far from this place. It was only down the hall and to the right. Maybe if she went down real low, they wouldn't catch her. Tapping Andy on the shoulder, she whispered to him gently, "Follow me."

And away they went. The followed the long hallway. A fellow police men that came into their room came up behind them, just before they hid in an empty office. Andy made a face at him while Loren just gave a slight chuckle.

A large sign over head read "Jail House." Loren went over to the door with high hopes to bust Luke out before new head lines read he was in for another 10 years just before…

Damn. Locked. Her hopes suddenly shattered into a million pieces.

Looking around, she needed a diversion. She smiled with a funny look in her eye. The suit rack was to her left and the door was absent-mindedly left open. Taking one of the uniforms and slipping it on, she thought to herself she didn't look much different.

She remembered once before she was told that she looked older than she really was. Who knows? She could pull it off. Taking Andy by the hand, she told him to follow her lead… if Andy really knew what that was. He just gave a nod.

Loren smiled and waited for one of the cops to come out of the office. Giving a cough, she managed it. One did, and it was a women as well.

"Um, excuse me, Miss…uh…" Loren said, trying to make her voice seem a little mature.

"Fredericks…" said the women.

"Right, Fredericks. I was showing little Andy here to the Jail House. He's always wanted to be a cop, but never has the time. I was just wondering if you had the keys."

"Ah, little boys and their giant imaginations. Maybe you should show him to the guy in Cell Block B. Man, does he have a giant imagination. It would be time to grow up for that kid. What was his name? Blade, I think. Luke," the cop said, just then she could see the intensity of Loren's eyes, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Y-Yes. I'm fine. Now, do you have the keys," she insisted, trying not to seem eager.

Fredericks nodded and opened the Jail House. Loren gave greeting nod of thanks and entered in, trying to contain her excitement and thrill.

Cell Block B? Cell Block B. It was closest to the middle.

Loren stopped at the man who had been arrested just a day ago, a man by the name of Luke Blade.

He sat, sadly, leaning up against the wall, with his arms resting over his knees. He looked up with his hair covering his deep eyes and almost seemed to have anger rise above him.

Loren gulped. It was the first time she met her inspiration, yet she was still in uniform. She cleared her throat. "H-Hi, Mr. Blade."

Luke said nothing.


Alright, that's the first chapter! Many others to come. I know that the main characters of CSI: NY are not approachable at the moment, but they shall come! Hope you like it.

Oh! I also do NOT own Luke Blade, but every other character. When the main characters of CSI: NY come about, I do NOT own them either.

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