The Crow
The Tides of Sin
By
Shaz Shaz220885@hotmail.com
Disclaimer I do not own
the rights to The Crow and I'm merely a fan who is having a bit of fun by
creating my own crow character and writing a crow story I'm only a student so
if you sue me it wont do any good coz I don't have any money!!!
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I awake into darkness my arms and
legs feel like dead weights. I try to
sit up and hit my head. As I explore my
surroundings by feeling around, the surface of my surroundings is smooth and
cool…. like silk…."Jesus I'm in a coffin!"
I start to panic, this has always been my nightmare I try pushing at the
lid and after a few attempts it gives way and a huge pile of dirt covers me as
I push as hard as I can to free myself of this nightmare. I climb out of the hole exhausted but
relieved to be out and free. My whole
body aches and I scream in pain, I look at my hands, they look burnt and sore
and they hurt like hell. I watch in
amazement they slowly start to turn back to normal, my whole body tingled as my
black, flaky skin slowly regenerating back to the pail complexion I had
before…before what? I watch for some
time until it seemed to be fully restored.
Then I look back at the hole I had climbed out of and see a head stone
it's a grave MY grave! I read the
inscription on the gravestone,
Ebony Trumane
Beloved Daughter
Died 13 October 2001
As I stare in disbelief a crow
lands on the gravestone startling me, it looks at me with its black beady eyes
and caws I begin to feel stronger and more aware of my surroundings I stand up
and look at the grave next to mine and read it.
Jack Trumane
Beloved son
Died 13 October 2001
"Jack" I sobbed and felt my hand
lift to touch the gravestone as soon as my hand touches the cold stone I feel a
white hot flash of pain and then images if myself and Jack together in happier
times. I see the two of us on out first
date and the day he proposed to me 2 years later…. I pull my hand back in shock
"What was that?" A vision of your past a voice answered I turned but
there was no one there on the crow that was still perched on my gravestone
looking at me yes that was me "Wha… how?" you've just been
brought back to life and your wondering how a crow can talk? "I was dead?" We have things to do but
first I want you to touch your gravestone "Why?" You'll see when you
do it, now do it I do as it said and touch the gravestone. Immediately I
fell that white-hot pain I fall down onto one knee and then through the pain I
see something worse than the pain…I see the night of my death.
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I was walking home after work one night, I remember being
happy that I was going home because I would see Jack and with it being our
first wedding anniversary and he had said he had a surprise for me. We lived in a rough neighbourhood in an
apartment building. It was small and
there weren't many people living in it but we were happy just being
together. I passed an ally and heard
noises it sounded like someone crying I went to help and stop in shock as I saw
the person crying was being beaten by a gang of 5 men who seemed to be enjoying
the mans weeping and then one pulled out a gun and shot the man over and
over. I gasped realising I had just
witnessed a murder. And to my horror
one of them heard me he looked at me through his beady eyes and smiled and said
to his friends "looks like we've caught a spy ". He grinned at me and shot the man again this time in the head, he
looked at me. I turned and ran I heard
a spine chilling laugh and heard them run after me, I ran as fast as I could
towards home I thought I lost them as I ran through the front door of the
building as I could no longer hear their footsteps and their insane laughter
and shouting behind me. I was wrong.
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I pull my hand away before I see
anything else I can't stand watching it all happen again it would be too
painful. "Why did I have to see
this?" To understand why you've
been brought back "I was brought back because we were killed?" Your soul couldn't rest so I brought you
back to put the wrong things right, you must avenge yours and your husbands
deaths. This made sense to me. I
stand up and walk over to my grave "What do I have to do to set things right?"
You must kill the ones who killed you for your soul to rest
"Sounds fair" Follow
me. The crow took off from the
gravestone and I run to keep up with it (I find this surprisingly easy) I ran
at full pace for half an hour never slowing down and when I finally did stop I
was in front of a building I noticed I hadn't broken a sweat. I looked up at the building it was abandoned
and run down. "How long have I been dead?"A year tonight "Happy
anniversary" I say to myself as I walk up the stairs to my old apartment. I stop as I reach the door What are you
waiting for? "I don't think I should go in, I don't want to face what I
might see" You must go in you must face your past in order to set things right
I go in expecting to feel the white hot pain I felt before. There is a faint smell of a fire and burning
long ago extinguished. At first I feel nothing. I sigh with relief, then I am hit with the flash -
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They had followed me to find out where I lived. I ran through the door to our home and
straight into the worried face of Jack "What is it?" he asked his face puzzled
"We have to call the police I've just seen a murder" I could still see that
mans life slip away in front of my eyes with nothing I could do to stop it. "Ok
well go to the police station instead and file a report." We made our way to the front door and just
as we got there it burst open revealing the gang I saw kill the man. "Well well well look what we have here" said
the leader "looks to me like you were going to the pigs with your little story,
well we cant let that happen, it would be… how do I put it…well it would be bad
for us if the cops were to know about out little encounter" Jack put himself
between me and the leader, he had been trying to protect me. "Look… take anything just leave us alone and
we wont say anything we don't even know you" The leader smirked "Well you see….
we cant do that as it would prove too much of a… liability shall we say" "Cant have you squealing to the cops as soon
as we leave can we?" We both knew what he meant…he meant we were going to
die. I knew it was all my fault. Jack had had enough of this and I could feel
what he was about to do but I was too late to stop him. He ran at the leader and tried to tackle him
but by the time he got to him there was a gun held to his head. "Now now is this how you treat company?" he
chuckled and hit Jack in the head knocking him to the floor. –
- I fall to the
floor feeling his pain and his fear for my safety my head hurts in the place
where the man hit Jack. I try to get up
and fall back to the floor… -
-
He fell back and I
rushed to his side and put my arms around him they surrounded us like vultures
and I knew then there was no escape and it was over for us I looked at each of
them in turn they were just like any other typical street gang of kids only
these were heartless killers who seemed to be enjoying our fear. Each one had a smile on his face staring
down the barrels of their guns at us.
Suddenly one grabbed me and pulled me away from Jack he got up to help
he but was punched in the face. "Lets
have some fun!" said the one who had grabbed me and started tearing at my
clothes. I tried to scream but he put a
hand over my mouth to stop me…then I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head
and I felt myself falling. I could hear
Jack calling my name in the distance and then I lost consciousness. –
The crow flies over my head and into the bedroom I get up still feeling
the punch to the face I felt Jack get.
I follow it. As soon as I step
through the threshold I look around the room.
The smell is clearer here and the rooms ceiling and walls are stained
black, I am then hit with another painful flash. I saw what I had feared seeing.
I saw our deaths.