The Tale of Two Monsters

Chapter: 1 "What language was that?"

"Little brother?" Brian Moser asked. He stared at Dexter Morgan who had a grip on the knife still lodged in Debra Morgan's chest. Her eyes were void of any light and crimson, warm blood began to flow from her body. The appearance of shock was frozen on her face as dead cold eyes stared deep into the eyes of her brother's. Dexter couldn't look away from those eyes that conveyed betrayal. He tilted his head to the side contemplating her death. She was his sister, and Harry's daughter.

Brian on the other hand had not shown a sense of remorse or even appeared to have lost a fiancée. That was the thing with sociopaths. No emotions. He however was concerned about Dexter who had still had not let go of the knife. Brian had a hunch that police would be coming soon so he tried to get Dexter's attention again. "Dex, we need to go." He pulled on his slightly more muscular brother hoping he would budge but to no avail. He urged again and this time Dexter finally gazed up. His eyes were empty almost like a corpse. "We need to go little brother. Now." Brian pulled and Dexter slipped the knife out of his late sister's rib cage.

Dexter followed his brother to his own car. Brian had seemingly already took care of the Cadillac that had still had an open trunk. All finger prints must have been wiped away like the car had driven here itself. The older of the two figured the police would recognize Dexter's car, so he decided it would be best to take Dexter's silver ford Taurus. Even though, the Cadillac was nice. His younger brother seemed on autopilot, so he fished the car keys from Dexter's pocket.

The younger killer got in first. He stared blankly ahead. Brian sighed in frustration. If they had just had enough time to cut up the body, this would have been the perfect reunion, but no, as Dexter had said, "Don't get caught." It was a stupid rule of the stupid, "code" Harry had instilled in Dexter and if Brian would have had the chance he would have killed him also. It was common knowledge not to get caught. Brian drove off just as soon as he heard the sirens from Miami Metro police. They had made good time. If they had waited just a little longer, they would both be in jail.

Brian decided to turn on the radio to ward off the annoying silence Dexter was exhibiting. He could have at least said thanks for saving him from his fake sister and his fake life. The song that was currently playing was "Monster" by Skillet. It was ironic in a way that made him smile. Dexter still maintained his same silence all the way to his apartment. But, it was alright. Dexter would grow to know the importance of this killing and that it was for the better.

Doakes was the first on scene. He kicked down the door and scoped the area before entering the shed. When he saw Debra, he cursed. He knew she was dead before he even checked her pulse. LaGuerta spoke into her walkie talkie, "Officer down." She sighed and began to wonder how to tell Dexter this. His last relative was dead. "Doakes, I want you and back up to survey the area to find this sick bastard." He nodded before he started to bark orders to subordinates. They were definitely going to find the cop killer who did this.

Brian was trying to find a way to tell Dexter this without him disagreeing. Yet, he always found the direct approach best so he stood from the couch in Dexter's apartment and said, "We're leaving in the morning."

Dexter ending the quiet said, "Where?" he wasn't in the mood for a fight. Brian had already resulted to talking to himself ever since they had arrived back at the apartment. Dexter was too wrapped up inside of his mind to even listen, but he could make out a few curses and calculating plans.

The older smirked, "Up north. Maybe Wisconsin or Alaska even." He had already had their new identities, but was waiting to spring that on Dexter. He had passports, cash and drivers licenses. There was also new birth certificates and other information that would be crucial to their escape. "Or, we could go out of country." Dexter voiced. Perfect. He was on point.

"Where do you want to go?" Brian asked. They could go anywhere. The older made sure of it. He called on all of his favors and had spent almost a year planning this. "I hear Greece is beautiful this time of year." He suggested.

Dexter shook his head, "No, no somewhere cold. Isolated." He still had those same cold eyes that made Brian feel…hurt? "We also need new identities, passports, and tickets. Not to forget money. Brian, we won't be able to leave in the morning." He sighed and put his head in his hands. Brian smirked again. He dropped a duffel bag in front of Dexter holding all types of goodies.

"Open it." Brian simply said. Dexter did and found all of what they needed. He glanced up at Brian then back to the bag finding a file containing new birth certificates, different identities and more. Brian went in the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. "We can see the world baby brother. You and me." He took a long drink before asking, "Fine with you?"

The younger closed the file before saying, "First. Where are we going?" he inquired. Brian sighed. This was the hard part. He had connections worldwide but there was just the where? "How about Moscow?"

Dexter shook his head. "Not isolated."

"Canada?"

"Not in North America."

"Hmm…Norway?"

"No."

"Miami?" He asked with a grin. Dexter just gave him a look. "Sorry. Um, London?"

"Not isolated… maybe the Ukraine?" Dexter asked. "It's not isolated, but it's a lot more underground."

"Where in the Ukraine?" Brian asked.

"How about Kiev?" Dexter asked. He had seen a show on it once and looked alright. Brian nodded and already started walking over to Dexter's laptop. There was nothing Dexter had left to hide, so he let him.

After about an hour of booking and Brian talking to some guy in a language Dexter didn't understand, they had a trip in the morning booked for Kiev.

Dexter took a while before asking, "What language were you speaking?"

Brian smirked before saying, "Ukrainian. I learned it from some people in the mental ward. And, before I got out, they were the ones that gave me my contacts and who to find." You learn a lot from the sane insane. He gave Dexter a knowing look. "But, don't worry I'll teach you."

Just then, Dexter's phone rang. He answered, "Dexter Morgan speaking."

There was a pause before the person the other person said, "Dexter, you're sister's been murdered." It was LaGuerta. She sounded so contrite.

Soon, it all came back to Dexter on why they were running in the first place. Debra was dead. "She's… dead?" He faked shock. He after all had to keep up the mask for now.

"I'm so sorry, Dexter." She paused before saying, "We have a lead on the man who killed her, but he's nowhere to be found. You might know him by Rudy Cooper?" She asked.

He faked hesitation. "I think so, yes. Deb's boyfriend?" He knew exactly who "Rudy Cooper" was. In fact, he was standing right there in front of him.

"His real name is Brian Moser. He's also supposed to the Ice Truck Killer but that's on a different note. "Has he made any contact with you?"

"N-no, I haven't seen him at all." He lied staring straight at his brother. "Oh, my God." That would add to his grieving brother's voice perfectly. He sounded really shaken up. Just perfect.

"I know Dexter. It's hard for all of us. Take the rest of the week off and the next. Okay?" She exhaled waiting for a reply.

"Okay. Thank you, Maria." He hung up the phone before she could say anything else. He closed his eyes and remembered that he was the one that killed Debra. Honestly, he didn't know what to feel now.

Brian bit down on his lip before asking, "Do you want a beer?"

Dexter nodded. Even though his Dark Passenger had taken over tonight, and had taken his sister's life, he couldn't resist a cold one right now. It was all chaos now, but tomorrow would be not a new day, but a new life.