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Chapter 2
Los Vegas hotel
"Alright I'll see you at the convention tomorrow," She says before walking into her hotel room. Going towards the kitchen area, she reaches into the cupboard pulling out a bottle of wine. Taking a glass and pouring the dark liquid into it she heads towards her bed. About halfway she stops, gripping her head with her free hand. A lightheaded feeling washes over her before dropping her glass. Red washes over the white carpet as a laugh echoes through the room. She holds both her head and her stomach as she laughs. Only confusion covers her face instead of joy. Her breath turns short before collapsing. The last thing she sees before falling unconscious was a figure wearing a gas mask.
BAU Jet
"There's nothing common about this guy at all," Morgan says as he reads the file once again. "The chess piece is the only common element between the deaths."
"He could consider his kills art, or he's just experimenting, trying to find the perfect way for him to kill," Gideon says taking off his glasses. Turning to J.J. he ask. "Has the Inspector said anything when you last contacted him?"
"He said that there was nothing new to report about the kills but there are some people he wants us to talk to. They both work at a local bar. The Inspector thinks they will be able to help," J.J. says as she sits next to Elle.
"I don't think anything will help with this case," Elle says looking a little green as she closes the file holding the photos.
The others nod in agreement before going silent. That was until a crash is heard from the other end of the plane. They turn to see Kameron slamming his fist on an electronic box attached with cables attached to his laptop. Ripping the cables out he picks up his computer and walks closer to the others, sitting next to Morgan. Because of the un-sub disrupting the power and computer connection at the BAU, Kameron is forced to come with the team so he can have a connection to the computer files.
"I'll make sure that son of a bitch pays for wreaking my system," Kameron mutters as he swiftly types on his keyboard. The others laugh before quieting from his glare.
"Well people get ready because we should be landing soon," Hotch says as he looks out the window.
After the Jet has landed
The team steps off the jet seeing two people standing by the plane. One was standing further back wearing a regular police uniform. The other He has curly honey coloured hair goes mid neck with neck. His bangs end just above his hazel eyes. He is wearing a dark blue button up shirt that is tucked in with a black sports jacket over top. He is wearing dark coloured jeans with black shoes on the bottom.
"You must be the agents I talked with on the phone," The curly haired man says.
"Yes, I'm Agent Jareau and you must be Inspector Kane," J.J. says shaking hands with the Inspector. He merely laughs returning the gesture.
"Please just call me Zachary or Kane. No need for the Inspector," He says before his face turns serious. "I'm sorry we have to meet under such circumstances."
"Us too," Rossi says.
"You said there were people you wanted us to meet," Prentiss utters.
"Yes, me and the others at the department agree that they will be able to help," Kane says as he and the other officer leads them to a van. After everyone had entered it drives onto the highway.
"What makes you think these people will be able to help?" Rossi asks leaning forward. "Or that they will even be able to help."
"They were actually friends of mine through my school years graduating in my year though they are both four years younger than me," Kane says with a laugh before adding, "They're both freaky smart and they're both suckers for a good murder mystery."
"They sound intriguing," Kameron mutters as he types on his laptop.
It was about twenty minutes later when they arrive in front of a building. It was bright red on the outside with a big heart with the words Reine de Coeurs in curved pink letters. The entrance had high tainted red glass doors. The team follows Kane into the bar. Inside there are already many people there even though it is about four in the afternoon. The interior of the building was red and black. Black covers the walls and tables while the furniture is all red. Both red and white roses, even white roses that were half painted red were in black vases sitting around the room. Even some paintings on the walls had roses either half white, half red or white roses dripping red paint. Sitting down at one the bar stools, Kane mutters something to the waitress behind it.
"Well what are you waiting for," Kane calls. "Take a seat."
The others sit down as well. A young woman, around twenty-six years old steps out from the back room. She has bright red hair that reaches under her shoulders pulled into two braids. She has black thick glasses. She's wearing a short sleeve white dress with black polka dots that ends at her knees with a matching bow in her hair. A black sash is tied around her waist. She's wearing dark eye make-up and bright red lipstick. Her fingernails are black with little red heart skulls. She is holding onto a red heart wand.
"Well, well look who we have here," She says looking at the team and Kane. She leans forward against the counter, crossing her arms on it.
"This is Penelope Garcia," Kane says gesturing to the red head. "She is a wiz with a computer, even hacked into our stations computer system from her laptop just to prove me wrong about our computer system." He laughs at the memory as she just smiles.
"What can I say. One Trojan Horse won't keep out a large amount of hackers," She says waving her wand around. " Anyways call me Garcia, I hate my first name. And welcome to my bar Agents."
"Wait you own this place?" Prentiss asks from her seat near the end of the counter.
"Well yeah. Didn't Kane tell ya?" Garcia says with a smile.
"Forgot to mention that," Kane mumbles before speaking up. "So where's the kid?"
"Who knows but he's late for work," She says in annoyance. "How bout I get you guys something to drink while we wait."
"Only water for us Garcy, were on the job," Kane says with a smirk.
"Awe shucks," Garcia says snapping her fingers turning her attention to Morgan. She leans close to him before saying "Not even you chocolate dip."
"I'm good sugar cake," Morgan says with a smirk.
After about ten minutes of sitting around and talking before a young man around twenty-five barged through the door. He has dark brown hair reaching just under his ears. He is wearing a short sleeve black button up shirt with a red tie and black jeans.
"Hey your late," Garcia calls to him. "You've kept these guys waitin."
"Sorry, I just finished moving," He says as he walks behind the counter putting a black apron on. "And I'm not late, this is comparatively early for me."
"Hey Reid glad ya made it," Kane says with a smile. Reid was just about to say something when Rossi interrupted.
"Hey I recognize you," He says pointing at the younger man. "Your Doctor Spencer Reid, Author of three studies on how a criminal mind works and author of the newest murder mystery book."
"I see you've read my work," Reid comments. "Oh, and please just call me Reid."
"Anyways these are the guys a told about," Kane states before his phone rings. He mutters a quick 'I'll be back' before walking outside to answer his phone.
"It's a pleasure to meet you both and I'm sorry it has to be under these circumstances but we do need your help. There have already been six deaths and we want to catch these guys before it gets worse," Hotch says.
"I'm afraid it's already happened," Kane says as he walks back to them, a look of sorrow covering his face. "We've found a seventh body."
TBC
Fynn: wow soo freaky... I will still find the criminal who did these horrible acts
Mai: She still has no idea
Maya: Nope and since the last chapter all I've been hearing is 'Yosh I will stop the badies'
Mai: Woooooow...
Maya: Yep... Where's Kai?
Mai: I don't know last i saw he was a little tied up *Evil Grin*
Maya: You locked him in the closet again didn't you?
Mai: Maybe
Fynn: YOSH Kai I'll save youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu *runs off*
Mai: Ohh no you don't *runs after Fynn*
Maya: Well since I'm the only one left *sigh before haveing a peppy voice* REVIEW