The Killer Duo

By: Lovely girl 10

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.


Chapter 1- The origin of Jane the Killer

There was once a small town in Virginia where our story begins.

First up is the story of Jane's origin. Long before she was born, her parents, Isabelle and Gregory, who were both very skilled into self defense and knowledge of the plants of all kinds, had tried for several years to have a baby. Soon after the long wait, they were able to get one.

But, the main problem was that after realizing that she is having a baby, the soon-to-be mother became very sick from an unknown illness that she caught. She was forced to stay in bed as she tried to withstand the pain that she was having. Isabelle knew of only one cure to help her speed up her healing.

"Honey... I want you to go find some Nightshade." Jane's mother-to-be said to her husband. "I heard that it had some magical healing abilities that can probably heal me." She coughed a little as she looked at her husband who was standing beside her at her bedside. His hand clasped hers as if he doesn't want to lose her to the illness that is taking control.

"But you do know that the Nightshade can't heal you fully." Gregory warned. "It has very powerful toxic energies, and it might hurt you more than heal you." He knew that his wife was the one who knows what qualities that the plants use, whether for death or for healing the sick.

She shook her head. "Not this particular one. I heard that there was once a Nightshade that was blessed by the good Lord who created it. The Nightshade I need is actually blessed with the power of night. A normal Nightshade can have many colors, but this one is so dark that it looks like it wasn't there at all." She paused for a moment as she coughed roughly into her shoulder. Her husband quickly got up and knelt on the floor. "Don't worry about me for now, honey. I am a tough customer when it comes to illnesses. Just go find the Nightshade that I am asking for."

Her husband Gregory silently nodded as he quickly got up and went out the door in a hurry. He was determined to make sure that his wife stayed with him among the living. He remembered correctly that the mysterious Nightshade was currently on a hill right close to the beach where you could see the whole town from above.

However, little did he know that the flower was already discovered by another man, or men, for the matter.

You see, long time ago. When the Nightshade was first blessed to have extraordinary powers beyond belief, there was a group of murderers that wanted to have that power for themselves. That way, they could commit crimes in the middle of the night and they would never get caught. Plus it had all sorts of healing powers like you would not believe to be possible.

Right now, on the hill where the Nightshade was standing out in the open, three men who were no more than in their late teens were looking down on the innocent looking yet deadly flower. Their names were Randy, Tony, and Keith, and they were very skilled criminals since the day they went on a killing spree at their school just because they felt like killing somebody who opposed them.

All they had to do to make the flower unleash its power was to chant out a few words. "Night, come to us so that we may hide underneath your curtain of darkness. Night, show us the way to unleash our fun in the dark." After when they had said this, the flower began to glow an otherworldly light that shines as bright as the moon. The group of men had devious smiles as they felt the power from the flower flow through their veins.

But they suddenly had to halt their expedition as they heard a few voices that were from a distance. The young man named Tony took out a dark blue bowl to cover up the flower so that no one would find it, and then the men left the scene, unaware that the bowl had tipped over from Keith's frantic feet as they ran for cover.

The voices from the distance were actually the husband and a few of his friends that decided to help him search for the flower. Once when the husband saw the glowing beauty of the flower, he shouted in a excited voice, knowing that he will be able to help out his wife with her illness. Unbeknownst to him, though, the group of murderers were watching from behind a tree as their eyes narrowed in hatred.

As soon as the husband got home, he immediately worked on the flower that he dug up. He mixed some its petals inside of a drink that he had to puree so that it was suitable enough for the wife to drink it. After when he added in some spices and some banana and strawberry into the mix. Those fruits and the spices were essentially the wife's favorite things.

He came into the bedroom where his wife, Isabelle, was resting. Upon seeing that she was sleeping like the dead, he thought that he was already too late, but he was relived when he saw her stir from her slumber from the scent of the drink he was about to give her. Her brunette hair swished on the pillow as she got herself up in a sitting position.

"Is that what I think it is?" Isabelle asked in a dried voice.

Her husband nodded. "Yes, it is. I got you what you needed without any trouble. Now all you have to do is drink it and you will be back to normal I assume." He handed her the drinking glass as she studied the different colors within the malt that he created. Usually, for as long as he knew her, the husband knew how to get his wife to drink or eat some sort of medication without having her to swallow it whole, (She hated eating some medications whole in one gulp).

She slowly drank the malt down as she began to feel regenerated. The husband decided to give her time to rest from the whole malt so he stayed in the guest room right by the bedroom where he could keep an eye on her. It was technically pass their bedtime anyway. However, after a few hours of sleep, right at 4:00 A.M. to be precise, the husband jumped in the bed as he heard his wife scream from the bedroom.

He took the covers off as soon as he heard the scream. He rushed inside of the room where his wife was panicking in shock and realization as she looked at him, trying her hardest to take deep breathes. "Honey, call the ambulance quickly! M-my water has just broke!" She screeched in pain.

Surprise and shock came over him as he fumbled toward the telephone right on the dresser. He dialed the right numbers as he held the phone right by his ear. He was trying to stay calm in the situation he was in. "Hello?" A voice from the other line was asking as she picked up the phone.

"Hello Nurse," Gregory started. "I am calling because my wife's water had broke. I think she is about ready to have a baby at any second. Please send an ambulance right away!"

"Sorry sir, but our ambulances are now going under new inspection for the time being." The nurse from the hospital said before the phone line was cut off from a power out. Gregory ignored the need to call them back in the middle of a lightning storm that came up while the couple was slumbering. He carried his wife bridal style to the car as he started the car.

It took a few minutes as they traveled all the way from their home to the hospital that was a few miles away. Gregory got out of the car as he led his wife into the building as gently as he could. Once when one of the nurses saw them after walking through the hallway, she immediately went over to see what was wrong. Upon noticing that the woman was having a baby, the nurse took them to the delivery room where they stayed at for the night.

It was taking awhile for the laboring process to speed up, but once when it was ready, the nurse that helped them earlier coached Isabelle to do her best to give birth to her first baby. "Now push as hard as you can!" The nurse said as she held out her arms in front of the soon-to-be-mother of a child. It took a few pushes as the woman's face scrunched up in the pain of doing labor. Gregory was seen holding her hand as he kept looking back from the nurse to his wife.

He almost wanted to faint on the spot when he heard the first cries from the baby that his wife gave birth to. He couldn't hide his smile as he looked down to see that the baby was crying while the nurse cleaned up the blood that was surrounding its tiny arms and legs. "Its a girl!" The nurse said happily for the couple.

Both the mother and father were in awe at their little bundle of joy as they studied the good features that the baby possessed. It had some dark hair that was shown on top of her head and her eyes seemed to be darker than what had appeared. The parents thought that the baby's eyes were not use to the light from the room as she gave a long yawn and closed her eyes.

"What are we to name her?" Gregory asked as he smiled at the newborn in his wife's arms.

"I have been giving this a lot of thought for quite a while. I think the name Jane fits her perfectly." The new mother said as she rubbed the side of her newborns cheek.

To celebrate the homecoming of Jane when they came home from the hospital a few days later, the mother and father could be seen showing their baby the clear night sky, where the stars and the moon were at their brightest. Strangely enough, whenever she sees the moon or the stars, the baby Jane opened her eyes wide open so that the light from the moon could shine inside of her dark eyes. The light in her eyes seemed to be mistaken for pupils.


Ten years later

Many years had passed as Jane grew up to be a sweet, innocent young ten year old girl with black curly hair that reached her shoulders. Somehow, the parents were a little bit worried when they noticed that their daughter still had the black eyes from birth. However, just to be sure that their daughter had everything like how a regular kid gets, Isabelle and Gregory gave Jane the best childhood that they could offer.

They take her out with them when they needed more groceries, or even go to the park when they needed fresh air. But fearing that their daughter would be mocked for having black eyes instead of the normal eye colors, Isabelle made sure that Jane would be seen with nothing else but black sunglasses and a dark blue jacket.

No one else seemed to notice anything off about the young girl. For that, the mother and father were pleased by that.

One time when she was looking in the mirror after finishing a bath, Jane asked her parents, "Why do I have black eyes when all the other kids have green or blue eyes?"

Her father shook his head, "I have absolutely no idea why you have that, sweetie. But I do know that you probably have something special that no other kid has. You may not see it yet, but you will in the future." He stood beside his daughter and compared himself and his wife to their daughter.

While the father and mother have brunette hair and green eyes, Jane's eyes and hair were as black as night, and her skin was pale, pale enough that her skin would glow in the darkness like a nightlight.

"Why can't I go outside and play with the other kids, daddy?" Jane asked innocently. Her father didn't answer at first, mainly because he was trying to figure out the words to say to his daughter that will not hurt her feelings.

"Because, sweetie..." Her father thought for a moment before he continued. "I am saving you from the humiliation that you might get from the kids in class if you are seen like what you are. This is the reason why your mother and I are homeschooling you, so that you are ready for the future that awaits you. Listen, honey, your eyes maybe are as black as the night sky, but that doesn't mean that you are a fool to such things! One day, Jane, we will find you some friends that will accept you the way you are instead of by what you have."

However, for the parents and Jane, they kept on trying to find some good friends who would not mock the girl for what she possesses. So far, they were off to a bad start because each time the kids see Jane, they laugh and throw things at her. When Jane ignored their painful teases and bullying remarks, the kids pushed her down to the ground and spit at her in the face as they laughed at her pain.

To cut to the chase, Jane was having a difficult time into finding some friends that would not do the things that the other kids did to her.

The daughter nodded in understanding. "Yes, daddy." She then left the bathroom to get started on learning about the plant life that her mother is very skilled at. While her parents taught her the most important stuff like math, science, reading, and writing, they also helped her out with astronomy, self defense, and learning about the environment.

The most shocking thing when the parents were teaching her about learning how to read a newspaper, she first read the topics that dealt with criminal activity. "Why do those meanie's take what is not their's and kill people that did them no wrong?" She asked when she spotted the words in front of her.

Her mother looked at the paper and then back at her daughter. "Some people in this world, sweetie, are a bunch of sick, sick, people who..." She paused for a moment to think through what to say so that Jane would understand. "Some people have a need for money and other pretty things that are very expensive to us, others they would not care if you are hurt or anything so they just go ahead and kill you to get what they want. There are so many different options for them to use so that they can get the attention they crave so much."

Jane surprisingly nodded, understanding fully of what her mother was saying. "Would I be considered one of them, mommy?"

"What do you mean, sweetie?" Her mother trailed off, fearing that her daughter was thinking about becoming like the ones on the paper.

"Well, I steal cookies from the cookie jar, and I sometimes wandered away from you in the stores or in the park without telling you." Jane went on before she was hushed by her mother's voice.

"Those are not considered bad choices honey." Isabelle stated softly. "Promise me that when your older, you won't do what those people in the news do. Don't think about killing anyone for your own amusement or steal from them. You are a good girl, and I want you to stay as pure as possible. Do you understand, sweetie?"

Jane nodded, blinking in reassurance. "Yes, mommy. I promise." She soon was embraced by her mother as Jane heard her whisper how much she loved her. Jane's father came home just in time to see his two girls help each other making their supper as soon as Jane's lesson was done.

Soon after they were done with eating their spaghetti dinner, Jane's father took her out to the country where he taught her about self defense. Many of those moves she learned were very useful if she was to stop somebody who might do her harm or to others.

But then, once when night came upon them, things turned from bad to worse for Jane...

While she was sound asleep in her room, Jane could almost feel a strong presence in her room, like someone was watching her in her sleep. The only thing she could hear while sleeping was the sound of chants. She could tell that three men were in her room by the sound of their voices. She began to stir as her hair and body gave off a glow, she could even feel that whoever was in her room was smiling down on her devilishly.

It was then that she felt someone grabbing her arm gently at first, and then she felt the sting of a knife cutting through her wrist. She screamed in shock and pain as she punched whoever was close by her on the nose. The first mysterious man recoiled in pain as he shielded his nose, bleeding in his hands.

Jane's black eyes readjusted in the darkness as she noticed two other men in the room, their faces were in shadow as she studied their facial expressions. They seemed to be angry at her for disturbing them while they were working.

Jane took the end of her lamp as quickly as she could and then held it out in front of her, ready to protect herself from the intruders. "If it is money or jewelry you are looking for, you can forget breaking into my room." She said in a low voice as she narrowed her eyes. "Get out now or I will force you to!"

"Not until you come with us!" The second man in the darkness said as he moved his hands in front of him, preparing to grab the girl. "You have something special that we would like to take back!" Jane didn't understand what the men wanted from her as she hit the man's hands in anger.

She spat at their faces. "What could I possibly have that made you to cut my wrist?"

The third man in the darkness then answered. "You have very powerful magic from the Nightshade within you. We sensed it inside you ever since you were born." But despite what he said, Jane wasn't buying it.

She continued to try to fight off the men in her bedroom as she called for help. "Mommy, Daddy!" Her scream was so loud that it would shake the whole house from where it stood. Soon enough, her parents came rushing into the room to fight off the attackers.

"Give us the girl and your lives will be spared!" The second man commanded roughly as he punched the father and mother in their guts. The mother and father didn't seem to be in much pain as they resisted the urge to back down from the fight.

"Not on your life, you overgrown pig!" Jane's mother said in a mocking tone.

"We would not trade our daughter for anything else!" Jane's father told in a hiss.

As her parents continued to fight off the intruders, Jane noticed that the first man, the one she attacked, was gathering up a gallon of what looked like to be gas and some type of oil that she didn't place the name on. He was seen spreading it around the hallway to her parents' room and a little bit of her bed entrance.

She suddenly saw a match that he took out and lit it. The flame was enough to have Jane see what a horrible mess she gave him as he threw the match on the floor right by where the trail of oil and gas were. At first it was a spark from the flame, but then it grew as it surrounded the carpets and the furniture in a quick flash.

"Give us the girl, or die in the flames of our hatred for stealing our Nightshade!" The men yelled in anger.

The mother and father looked frantically in the room for any way to escape the horrible fate that would await them. It was until when the father spotted a window in Jane's room, he immediately used his fists to break through the glass, shattering it completely as the smoke from the flames went outside. He quickly grabbed his daughter while the mother was fighting off the men who noticed what the father was going to do.

"Give us the girl! She must not be harmed!" The men shouted in dismay as Jane's father got the girl out of the window to where the outside was. It wasn't far for the girl to fall off so she was safely thrown into a tree right by her house were she tumbled down to the ground.

Already she could hear the sounds of sirens and the firetruck alarms as the flames fully engulfed the bedrooms and then the other rooms as Jane saw the figures of the intruders escape from the house, they didn't see Jane when she was right by the tree. For that, Jane sighed deeply in relief as her dizzy mind caved into the darkness as the firemen began to work on putting out the flames.

Jane soon woke up in a hospital bed as she looked around the room she was in. There was a big window that had a curtain over it so that the light from the sun didn't damage the girls eyes as she narrowed in pain. The young ten year old turned her attention to the bed she was laying down on as she studied the bandages around her wrist that was sliced by the mysterious man's knife.

"Jane? Your awake already?" A woman's voice broke the girl out of her trance as Jane turned to the sound of the voice. It was one of the nurses, but this one was actually the same nurse that helped deliver her into the world. "I am nurse Jackie. I have been assigned into taking care of you while you are at the hospital recovering from your injuries."

Jane studied the nurse before her as she compared herself to the beautiful nurse standing in front of her. The nurse had a feminine figure and had short blond hair that reached to her ears, her eyes had a very bright blue color, and she had some freckles on her face that were noticeable.

Suddenly, without warning, Jane asked her softly. Her voice had some traces of tiredness. "Where's my mommy and daddy? Did they survive the fire that happened at our house?"

The nurse Jackie then sighed sadly as she walked over and took a seat right by the bed, looking at Jane as she said. "Honey, I don't know how to say this... But, your parents were murdered as we extracted them from the flaming house."


Author's Note: I hope you understand with what I am going with Jane right here. And I added some details to some of the characters like the nurse and Jane's parents, so pretty soon we will get to the parts where Jeff comes into the story. I admit, I am a bad girl for writing something as sad as this in the chapter. Review anytime you like and I will work on the next chapter. Jeff will be coming soon, so keep your guard up!