As Danny flew back to his home town and Sam relaxed on the bus, another arrest was being made as Allyson, in an attempt to gain leniency, spilled the beans on the two people who had killed the Mansons as well as the names of several cops in the force that had known about all that was going on in the home. She was an open book, the officer across from her writing it all down while another one taped the session. Above them a camera also taped what was going on while two adults with another officer watched the woman on the other side of the glass spill all that she knew about Jeremy and his connections.
"He had planned to kill his wife when the girl turned sixteen," the brunette stated, her eyes adverted as she glared at the wall. While she was willing to save her skin by giving them the information that they asked for, she was not happy about it. Not that it would do her any good as she was still being charged, but the prison time that came with those charges would mean that she would never see the outside world. She didn't want to be stuck in a cell for the rest of her life, no, she was still young and wanted to continue with the freedom that she had enjoyed for years. She would not be able to have a great job, but that was no matter since she had stashed several thousands of dollars away in a secure location where not even the police could locate it. She would not be able to be around children ever again and while at one point she had dreamed of having a family, that was no longer viable. What man would want to be with her now? She was fine with that too, though it hurt.
"So, he had this all planned out, but it happened earlier than anticipated?" the brunette nodded, turning to them now.
"He was going to leave the states," she said with a cold look. "Had a place on some island with a house made to keep her contained and even being sterile had planned to have children with her." The shocked looks before her were no different than the ones on the other side of the glass, save for the anger that was reflected by the woman and male that stood close to the glass. The red headed woman frowned at the thought that a man would do something so vile. It had been heart breaking to hear the small Goth cry to her about the unwanted touches, but to think that he had something far worse planned.
"Was it complete, this house?" She shook her head. "Was it ready to house anyone?"
"Yeah, he could bring her there, but it had yet to have the facilities for her impregnation built on it. All the other rooms were done." As she explained what the house had entailed the raven haired man on the other side of the glass fisted his hand, ready to strike the woman down with every word out of her mouth. She was so cold and detached about the whole thing. The woman at his side could feel it coming off of him, the feeling of his rage washing over her. She was angry to think that Sam would have been kept away in a place that no one would look. This island was uncharted, save for the male who had purchased it and the people who had built his house of perversions on its shores.
"If it was bought by him," the officer taping the confession said, "as well as the fact that he brought people there to build on it, what made him think that no one would find her there?" This was true! He would have to claim the land and while he could put it in another name, it would still trace back to him! She smirked, her eyes narrowing.
"Oh, he didn't purchase it from a reputable source, so it was never charted as belonging to anyone, hell, it didn't exist on any record. He found the seller on the black market." She leaned forward now, her face just a foot from the officer before her. "As for those workers..." she faded off, allowing all that could hear this to figure it out for themselves as she leaned away again. "He had it all figured out. The man you are searching for has a black heart if he has one at all."
"Well, we caught him," the other officer stated as he looked up from his notes. She looked at him in surprise. "Seems that someone called in a tip about the house he was keeping her and although the girl wasn't in the home Mr. Manson has admitted that she escaped." Blue eyes grew wide at the realization that the one that had employed her had not gotten away. She had been sure that the blond was too powerful to go down without a fight and crafty enough that he would never get caught. Knowing this information she closed her eyes for a moment. While she had only been in it for the money, the male had enthralled her with his ego, his smarts and his darkness. Sure, she was here spilling his secrets, but she wasn't going to go down for anyone. "Do you know of where the island is?" Her eyes opened and she seemed to be thinking about it, but in the end she refused to answer. "We will find it eventually, not that you all won't be going down regardless of this detail missing, but if we had it then we could destroy it."
"No such place should exist for anyone to use at their whim," the other male stated. She thought about that, sure that the male who had sold it to Jeremy would repossess the place for his own uses. He might use it to keep women and torture them, breaking them for his human trafficking business that he had admitted to having. The man wasn't as evil as Jeremy, his plans were more harmful in a sense that he wasn't just after one person to keep under his thumb. No, he was out to harm as many people as he could. She wasn't a good person, but she hadn't liked the male that had aided the blond male in his task, urging Jeremy to find another person to assist him in his plans. The blond hadn't listened, sure that both men could benefit each other with money from the wealthy man and a place to keep his dark secret from the other male. While she didn't know where the island was, she knew the name of the male who had sold it to the wealthy male.
"I don't know where it is, but if you go into the dark web and find a man by the name of Chernobog." Spelling his name for the one taking notes she continued, "He is the one that sold the island to Jeremy and holds the coordinates to finding the island. He keeps records on all of his sells." With that she was done talking.
Danny was in his room later that night when his parents came to find him. He looked up from his computer, all the information pertaining to the arrest of Mr. Manson on the screen as well as pictures of the house that Sam had been kept in. The news had no information on the location of the missing girl, but from what they could gather from the police it seemed that his home had been broken into the night that Sam had gone missing. It was concluded that while she may be alive, that she was also possibly dead at the hands of the ones who had robbed the home. There were shots of the inside of the house in another window on his screen, the ones that Tucker had hacked to send to the halfa. Danny found his anger rising at the images of the room that had been Sam's cell for the last year.
While there was a small bit of blood on the mattress there was no proof that she had been killed in the home. He clicked another picture to show where the robbers had entered the home. Again, there had been blood found on the frame of the broken window, but until the police ran the sample found they were unsure whose blood it was. The report stated that there had been no female clothing found in the house leading them to believe that either she only had one pair of clothing or that she was forced to stay in the nude. The report stated that they were led to believe by his own words that the blond male had raped the teen.
"Danny," his mother called, a knock on his door indicating that they wanted to enter so with a turn from his computer he granted them entrance. His mother looked upset, but his father looked like he was in a blind rage as they stood over him. They looked at the screen of his computer, all the information from the capture of Jeremy looking back at them as the newsperson stood frozen before the home that had housed the Goth. The halfa had been told by them about where they had been so he waited for them to speak, to tell them what had happened. "They caught all the people responsible for aiding Jeremy, but there is more to the story then even we were aware of." Danny knew the other half to the story and his eyes flashed green. His parents took a step back.
"He raped her," the halfa spat to the surprise of his parents, his father growling at what his son had revealed, but before they could ask why he said that the halfa clarified, telling them of his adventure just that morning with the blond haired male in the police station. "He said that she wanted it, that she had been a willing partner in what he did to her." Maddie couldn't believe that the frightened teen would have stayed silent against such an assault and neither could her husband. Sam had been so broken, her story touching their souls and breaking their hearts at all she had gone thru at the hands of the people who had been her parents. Danny hadn't been there when she had told her side of the story, her life exposed to the adults that stood before their son.
While their young son was aware of the sexual abuse that Sam had been dealt at the hands of the older male, he wasn't aware of all that had gone down in the home. Sure, he had found her in the spot where, according to Sam, she was kept without food, but he didn't know that the parents had been starving the girl and not always as a punishment, but as a way to keep her skinny. She was not allowed to gain much weight for fear that she might be considered too big to fulfil her duty as a wife to the man they married her off to, or able to be eye candy for him either. Maddie sat down and patting the spot next to her on his bed she said, "Danny, there was so much going on in that house and after sitting there with her as she told her story to Rose, we found out all the horrible things that had been done to her. Though she can't recall all of them, her young mind unable to recall those first few years, but Sam remembers being starved, even at a young age." The halfa frowned at what his mother was telling him, but allowed her to continue to recount what the raven haired female had told the DHS worker.
"She never had a chance," the halfa muttered once the story was done. "Not if I hadn't come across her."
"No, she was to have been sold to the highest bidder and still treated like property, but Sam did try to run on several occasions as a child."
"Why didn't she tell anyone?" his mother shook her head. She had no idea and while Sam hadn't really given them much they were sure that she had just been too afraid to say a word. "And yet they always found her," the raven haired male grumbled.
"That's not even the worse of it either, since he never planned to give her to anyone." Danny knew that he had wondered about that too, as he had been planning to do something with the fact that he had been withdrawing funds for years before the abduction. While it had been strange it hadn't been enough to prove what the male had really been planning. "He had a house built to keep her in."
"What?" the halfa asked, the room growing cooler as his powers flickered slightly around him.
"The woman, a worker for DHS, helped to kidnap her from her protection and knew all that Jeremey was planning. Suffice to say," Maddie said sadly, her eyes filled with hate and worry. "He had planned to use her to birth children and while it was to be an artificial way, I doubt..." she faded off, the remainder of the sentence left unsaid, but still known to all in the room. Danny didn't know what to say, to think that with all that had been done to the raven haired teen, she would be used to give birth to the male's children. "That a father wo-"
"He wasn't her father," the raven haired teen said with a frown, his parents looking shocked at this new bit of information. Allyson hadn't said anything about that. "He said that she wasn't his relation by blood. Now it makes sense that if he were sterile that he couldn't have fathered her, but he was still the one that, hell, I can't even call what he did as raising!" the halfa bellowed in rage, ice forming on the bed again like it had the first time he had learned of the sick things that Jeremy had done to Sam. "He's a sick fuck and I should have killed him when I had the chance!" Maddie and Jack stood to avoid the ice that was spreading across the blue comforter. They wanted to placate their child, but without any good news, besides that Sam had escaped, there was nothing positive to say about the situation. Like Danny, they had no idea as to what had happened after Jeremy had been caught. The house had been empty, robbers having cleared out the residence.
"I think that she ran, that whoever had entered the home either weren't aware of her being in there or..." Jack stated, fading off as he realized that the only other thing that could have happened would have been the end of the raven haired child. No criminal would have wanted a witness to their crime. Sam would have been killed for catching them in their deed, and while they would like to believe that the people who had cleaned out the home had not seen her, the gate that had kept her on the second floor had been broken into. They would just have to wait, though they had filled out paperwork to adopt her or at least foster her until she turned eighteen. Thankfully Rose had been alive for long enough to put her two cents in for their case, but they had yet to hear back from the judge on the case. With all that had been happening with her life being in danger because of her father to the fact that she had been missing for the last year, there had been a pause on the case. Hopefully now though that could resume with the fact that all parties had been apprehended, but where was Sam?
Leaving the young male to his own, the sixteen year old still fuming as his ice froze his bed to the floor, the parents of said teen left the room, the sound of it resounding in the silent room. Danny blinked, wondering if the people who had anonymously had given the tip to the police were the same ones that had robbed the place. His power flickered for a second as his mind went down that mindset. That meant that Sam was alive. Why call in on yourself, even if you didn't give your identity, to reveal that you had been in the home that had housed a kidnapper and his captive? They had to have talked to Sam, to know who she was once they saw her! Jeremy had been in a disguise, a bad one, but he had kept his head down so that meant that when the house had been robbed the people who had done it hadn't known of another occupant! There was just no other explanation. He frowned. If that was the case, then was the Goth still in that city?
Thinking about it for a minute he shook his head. No, she would have run... Had she found a way to get away? Would the thieves help her more than just releasing her from the house? She would have no money and the paperwork from the police had indicated that she hadn't appeared to have any clothing in the residence. That made him angry again at the thought that she was forced to walk around in the nude. Returning to his desk he made a call as he continued to look thru the reports that the police had written about the house that the Goth had been in for the last year.