Part 17

Malcolm looked at his most recent trophies and an idea came to him. His pet had written a letter to the newspaper to taunt the police. He thought about taunting George Lusk, the President of Whitechapel Vigilance Committee. He would send him a piece of his latest trophy. He smiled as he took down the jar that housed the kidney, he carefully cut it in half.

He took a small cardboard box and placed the kidney in it. Where was his pet to write the letter? Shrugging, Malcolm went in search of a meal and a writer. Leaving the wharf area he found his meal and writer nearby.

"Excuse me sir, could you do me a favor. I need someone to write a letter for me. I'll give you 6d for your troubles."

The man blearily looked up at the man talking to him. Why would he need someone to write his letter? Who cares, he could use the 6d. "Whot do you want me to write?"

Malcolm just smiled and gave him paper and pen. As the man settled to write, Malcolm dictated.

The man looked warily at Malcolm. "Are you sure?"

"It is a joke for a friend of mine. He will recognize my handwriting."

He just shrugged and continued writing. When he had finished Malcolm walked up behind him and rested his hand on his shoulder. "That looks just fine." Grabbing his head and pulling it to the side to get better access, his fangs descended into the man's neck.

Humans are so stupid, Malcolm thought. He carefully placed the letter in the box and dropped it in the mail.

~~~~~

George noticed the mail on his parlor table. Besides some letters there was a small cardboard box. He didn't know who would be sending him anything. He brought the mail with him to his favorite chair.

Deciding to open the box first he pulled out the letter.

From hell.


Mr Lusk,
Sor
I send you half the Kidne I took from one woman and prasarved it for you tother piece I fried and ate it was very nise. I may send you the bloody knif that took it out if you only wate a whil longer

signed
Catch me when you can Mishter Lusk

George looked into the box and there was what looked like a kidney. He quickly gathered the items up and went to the local police station.

Constable Dickenson took the items from Mr. Lusk. He couldn't tell if the items came from a human or an animal. He brought them to his supervisor, who in turn gave them to Dr. Openshaw.

Dr. Openshaw ran tests on the human kidney. From what he could tell it was similar to the one removed from Catherine Eddows. The kidney that was sent to George Lusk was from a female between the ages of 30-45. They couldn't prove that the kidney was Catherine's but the fact that Catherine's kidney was removed hadn't been made public yet.

What was stumping the police and Scotland Yard was the fact that the first letter to the Central News Agency was written differently from the letter sent to George Lusk. Yet, they both contained clues from the Ripper.

~~~~~

Angelus smiled when he saw a thin dark haired man enter the abandoned building alone. He felt some magick from him but not near the amount that he felt from Willow. This must be Ethan. He was looking forward to a good torture.

Stalking up behind him in the darkened building he quietly got behind him. With his arm he quickly encircled his neck and put him in a chokehold. Ethan quietly slipped into unconsciousness.

That was too easy, Angelus thought. Oh well, I hope he screams. I love to hear the screams. He picked him up and made his way to his lair.

~~~~~

Hannah looked up from the diary that she had been reading. It was an old book that belonged to someone in the Watcher's council whatever that was.

What caught her attention was an entry about a vampire named Malcolm. This vampire was from the 1500s. As a human he had taken pleasure in killing women and as a vampire he had been particularly sadistic.

She quickly went in search of Willow.

"Ian, have you seen Miss Willow?"

"Yes ma'am. I believe she was in the garden."

Hannah found Willow sitting on a bench in the garden. "Willow, come with me to the library. I think I've found something that will interest you."

Willow rose to follow Hannah into the library. Hannah shut the door behind them and went over to the wall sconce. Oh, must be in her private library, Willow thought.

As the bookcase opened to allow them entrance to Hannah's private collection, Willow marveled at her luck at finding Hannah and Albert Giles. She didn't think she would have made it without their help. Especially being able to bounce ideas off Hannah. It was like being with Rupert. God, she missed Rupert, Buffy and Xander. She hoped she would see them again and that she hadn't screwed up her time with them. She hoped they were one of those meant to bes in all the timelines.

She followed Hannah into the private room and the door shut behind them. "Willow, Albert recently brought me this diary that he had found. I was curious enough to begin reading it when I saw a mention of a vampire named Malcolm. Here read this."

She handed Willow the diary opened to the part about Malcolm.

Willow read the diary and looked up at Hannah, "In my time he would be what is called an amoral psychopath. It's a person who kills without empathy or remorse. If he was turned into a vampire who sees humans as food I can't even begin to imagine what kind of monster he became."

"From the description in this diary of what he did to his victims I think this must be your vampire, Willow."

"I'm afraid you might be right."

Hannah turned to the front of the diary and showed it to Willow. "This is a diary from someone in a Watcher's Council. I don't know what that is, do you?"

Crap, crap, crap, crap. Should she tell Hannah and maybe this is why Giles becomes a Watcher or should she play dumb and this is why Giles becomes a Watcher? Seeing the intelligent curiosity in Hannah's eyes so like her own she knew she probably wouldn't rest until she found out about the Watcher's Council.

"I think you should sit down for this."

Hannah just looked at Willow, the Watcher's Council must be bad if she wanted her to sit.

"In every generation . . . ." Willow began the story.

"The Watchers from the Council are assigned to the Slayer?" Hannah asked.

"Yes, the Council is in charge of the training of the Slayers. I don't know for how long but probably since the first few Slayers."

"And you're friends with the current Slayer?"

Willow smiled thinking fondly of Buffy and Xander. "She's by best female friend. Xander is my best friend since forever."

Hannah looked at Willow and smiled, "You are very lucky to have such friends to share in your adventures. Albert is wonderful in helping me research but it has been really amazing helping you in this adventure."

Willow rose to give her a hug, "I couldn't have made it here without you and Albert. But especially you. You have helped me more than I can say with 'my adventure'."