Lovingly Obsessed
By: Aubrie1234
Most knew about Frank's crazy obsession with his brother. Only those who hadn't met him before or his family didn't know, not to mention the police. And if anyone threatened to tell the police, Frank would let them. Who would believe that he, the son of the great detective of Fenton Hardy and an amazing detective himself, was an insane murderer with a love for his own brother? No one, which was what made it so brilliant. Unless they had evidence or wronged him or his brother. That was when they died.
Except for their friends. They were given three chances, being friends of the Hardys. And no, it wasn't Frank's fault that Iola died. Close, but no. Like the rest, he had been sad when she died, but happy now that he had Joe all to himself. That is, until Nancy and her friends came along. Nancy seemed to like him quite a bit, despite how he wanted nothing emotional to do with her. And don't even mention Bess...
It was during one of their first cases together, A Crime for Christmas, that Frank decided to let Nancy know exactly what he felt. Not what his facade felt, but his true self. And he wasn't going to hold back.
Walking behind Joe, Bess, and Jean-Claude, Frank tugged Nancy's arm until they were hidden in an alley, to which Nancy gave him a surprised look, but flinched away when he met her eyes with an icy glare.
"Leave my brother and I alone, why don't you?" he growled, "Especially Bess."
"What are you talking about? What is with you?" Nancy's voice wavered, even with her strong words. He had been acting strange throughout the case, but this was even stranger, something she hadn't seen before. She became very unnerved when Frank laughed, fear striking through her when the man suddenly pinned her against the wall easily. He was much stronger than he looked.
"Listen closely because I am only saying this once." he hissed, leaning down to meet her eyes, "Joe is mine, and I don't love anyone else. So keep your lovey-dovey thoughts to yourself and reign in your friend. Yeah, I've seen the looks you've given me and that my brother likes Bess, along with the fact his heart was crushed by that Fox woman. You know why I haven't done anything yet? I consider you friends, so you have three chances to live, and I'm making it a point to murder the Foxes once this whole thing is over since they aren't Joe's or my friends. You and Bess have already marked out one when she ignored my brother. I let him go after her because he wanted to and since she's floored with Jean-Claude, I'll let this slide until the case ends. However, if either of you make two more marks on my list, I'll kill you, just like the Foxes." Frank leaned away, "By the way, if you think the police will believe your story of how I threatened you or how I'm going after the Foxes, you had better have some evidence, as they won't believe you otherwise." Finally he let Nancy go, but not without a burning glare.
A few seconds after he had left, Nancy wasn't sure to let out a sigh of relief or run back to the hotel to get away from Frank. Honestly, she was scared out of her wits and would have sworn she nearly peed herself with how scary Frank had been. But she knew one thing for certain: Frank had to be caught. She just couldn't let him go on with killing and threatening whomever he wanted. She couldn't even let Fiona or her father die just because of Frank's jealous rage.
However, there was nothing she could do unless she wanted to die at Frank's hand. But he had said he had loved his brother, so maybe there was a way to use Joe (or at least convince him to help) to stop Frank. But how?
When the case was finished, Nancy set off to stop Frank from killing the Foxes first. They were hard to find, though, and by the time she got a lead, Frank had already gotten to them. She knew because when she went to check out her lead (which was in New Jersey), she found their bodies. And based on reports in the area, they hadn't left the house since they first entered, which was only a few days after what happened in New York (at least two weeks had passed since then). How Frank had done it, which Nancy didn't know, he was good. That made her rethink her plan to catch the man and feel sick, as it seemed he had practice with this.
If he was able to find these people first and so quickly, then she knew she had to get rid of him quickly. She couldn't use photos because they could easily be faked. And how was she supposed to get an audio confession out of him? If there was just some way...
Suddenly a light came on in her head. If Frank had loved his brother for so long, then there had to be records of other murders, right? With this in mind, Nancy set off to check out the Bayport Police Department.
When Joe opened the door, he was surprised to find police officers on the other side, ones he knew. What shocked him even more was that they were there to arrest his brother, of all people, on multiple murder charges.
"...What?" he managed to speak. He was lucky he and Frank were the only ones home.
"We need to take your brother into custody. Do you know where he is?" asked the elder of the two, a man in his 50s.
"Hold on, what kind of proof do you have for this?" Joe's shock was quickly turning into fury.
"Easy little brother." Frank appeared, walking towards them calmly, "I heard it all and I'm willing to cooperate." He gave his brother a quick wink, which Joe knew meant, 'Find out who did this, as none of this is true and we both know it.' But boy, was their family going to get a shock. But Joe still wanted to know what proof they had.
"There were looks into past murders, ones classified as cases under the Pouncer." The Pouncer was a murderer who attacked anyone anytime, anywhere, who committed the murders all the same: with knives and any other equipment around, "Connections were made to Frank-"
"-so you need to question him, not arrest him." Joe said, feeling confident he had found a loophole.
"Well, we need to keep him in custody until we're sure, so he's technically being arrested." explained the other cop, a woman in her 30s, "I'm sure everything will be fine, Joe."
I hope so. thought the younger.
Nancy. thought the elder evilly, knowing exactly who was behind the arrest.
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