_-^-_ Chapter IX: Blame _-^-_
Lights flashed everywhere in a dance of shadows and colors, dizzying the observers and bringing them to the point of vomiting after they had seen the horror held within the house that they stood in. There was blood everywhere and the sight of the three dead bodies was enough to make grown man weep. And many of the religious people who were in the home did. They cried for the three dead beings and for their pain that they had suffered. But most of their salt-laced tears were focused upon the small child that lay mutilated and violated. Her small life plucked from her heart along with her innocence, both in crude, disgusting, and vile ways.
None of this bothered the police captain, who knelt on the tiled floor just before the mess of blood and bodily fluids. He had seen far too much in his 40 years on the force to be fazed by the killing of two parents and a small child. But he was annoyed now and in a large percent because he was supposed to be getting away from this job in a week when he was to retire. But this seemed like one of those long cases where you have to track down the killer for long periods of time. And he did not want to put up with that at the moment.
His thoughts were abruptly halted when an officer came up to him and told him what the neighbors had said.
"Captain, I just spoke with one of the neighbors and she has said that there is one body missing," spoke the young cop hurriedly.
This caused the captain to widen his eyes only slightly so that you wouldn't have noticed it unless you were looking good and hard for it.
"Another body? What the hell are you talking about?" the Captain said his annoyance brimming to the top of his tolerant levels.
"Well, she said that there was a son too, teenager with semi-long light brown hair and brown eyes. She said that he was a nice kid and he was always really friendly to her. She said that he would never do something like this.
The Captain shook his head, "There's no telling what a person will or will not do in a spur of the moment situation. There's just no telling..Well, we need to look for this kid and ask him some questions first of all."
"Yes sir, the neighbor said that this son, Aidan Paige, had a girlfriend too, name of Chloe Garnet."
"Well, pull up her address and contact her. We'll question her as well."
"Yes sir."
The policemen set off again and left the captain on his lonesome. He thought about how disgusting this was. He had seen some terrible things in his time but this was ranking in the top ten for sure. But if his theory was right, then this was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen in his 40 years in this damn state.
His theory was terrible and his mind was almost to the point of rejecting the idea, he hated it so much. His theory was that Aidan Paige had gone on a rampage for some unknown reason. He had proceeded to hack and mutilate his family with some unknown knife or sword after he had raped his sister and his mother.
The idea made him shudder and combined with all of his other mixed feelings that were brewing and stewing in his stomach, it almost made him vomit, which he kept down in his stomach admirably.
He turned from the horror of mutilated bodies and thoughts of incest and murder with a sigh, knowing that he needed a cigarette and a beer or he'd go insane.
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Chloe was frozen in her spot. She couldn't hear anything for time had seemed to stop. She had no idea what was happening around her but she did know whom the person who stood in front of her was. The man who stood before her was a dark, sad, painted version of her fiancé. He looked elegantly primal with his beautiful featured face coated with contrasting white and black in thick stripes and a wide black smile that went from ear to ear.
When time seemed to begin again, she regained her composure and jumped at him in a big hug with a smile planted on her face. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nestled her head into the nape of his neck. She was dismayed, however, by the fact that he didn't react whatsoever to her hug.
She let go of him slowly and stood in front of him with her head down. She didn't understand anything about his visit and so she looked back to his face with confusion and questions painting her face. He was staring back at her when she looked at him with clear tears streaming alongside his black tears. His autumn orbs were glassy and she felt that if they were hit right now then they would be broken into a thousand pieces.
She reached up to wipe the tears away but was stopped by Aidan's first reaction thus far when he grabbed her hand. Chloe didn't understand any of this.
"What's the matter Aidan? You seem so..tortured..and tired," Chloe said speaking the first thing that came to mind.
"Because I have endured more than a mortal or eternal man has ever lived through," Aidan spoke.
"What are you talking about Aid?"
"I'm talking of the life that I can never have and the death that I now live."
"But, Aid, we're going to have a life together. That's the life you're going to have. And you're not living death. I mean that's kind of absurd," Chloe said with a small laugh.
A crow came in a rush of spears and night and perched itself atop Aidan's shoulder. Aidan turned his head to the carrion and listened as the crow went about cawing for a few seconds. Chloe didn't understand anything that was happening to her right now. Aidan was talking in riddles and wasn't making any sense, he was painted up so much she could barely tell it was him, and now he was nodding and talking to a crow on his shoulder.
"So they believe that theory?" Aidan said to the bird on his shoulder.
The crow went into a series of screams and then left his shoulder and into the night. Aidan turned to his fiancé.
"Chloe, I don't want to hurt you and now is not the time for me to explain everything for I do not have much time. But do not believe anything that the police say about me, for none are the words of truth. Just know that I will be back but only for a short time."
Aidan turned on his heel and opened and entered his car. He turned the ignition key and gave one last sad look to his fiancé and then was off tearing down the road. Chloe moved to stand in the spot that the car had once been and watched the car even after it had turned out of sight.
Her mind was going at full speed trying to think of a different explanation for his last words than the one she had come up with.
'. . .I will be back but only for a short time.'
_-^-_ Disclaimer: I do not own The Crow, James O'Barr does _-^-_
Lights flashed everywhere in a dance of shadows and colors, dizzying the observers and bringing them to the point of vomiting after they had seen the horror held within the house that they stood in. There was blood everywhere and the sight of the three dead bodies was enough to make grown man weep. And many of the religious people who were in the home did. They cried for the three dead beings and for their pain that they had suffered. But most of their salt-laced tears were focused upon the small child that lay mutilated and violated. Her small life plucked from her heart along with her innocence, both in crude, disgusting, and vile ways.
None of this bothered the police captain, who knelt on the tiled floor just before the mess of blood and bodily fluids. He had seen far too much in his 40 years on the force to be fazed by the killing of two parents and a small child. But he was annoyed now and in a large percent because he was supposed to be getting away from this job in a week when he was to retire. But this seemed like one of those long cases where you have to track down the killer for long periods of time. And he did not want to put up with that at the moment.
His thoughts were abruptly halted when an officer came up to him and told him what the neighbors had said.
"Captain, I just spoke with one of the neighbors and she has said that there is one body missing," spoke the young cop hurriedly.
This caused the captain to widen his eyes only slightly so that you wouldn't have noticed it unless you were looking good and hard for it.
"Another body? What the hell are you talking about?" the Captain said his annoyance brimming to the top of his tolerant levels.
"Well, she said that there was a son too, teenager with semi-long light brown hair and brown eyes. She said that he was a nice kid and he was always really friendly to her. She said that he would never do something like this.
The Captain shook his head, "There's no telling what a person will or will not do in a spur of the moment situation. There's just no telling..Well, we need to look for this kid and ask him some questions first of all."
"Yes sir, the neighbor said that this son, Aidan Paige, had a girlfriend too, name of Chloe Garnet."
"Well, pull up her address and contact her. We'll question her as well."
"Yes sir."
The policemen set off again and left the captain on his lonesome. He thought about how disgusting this was. He had seen some terrible things in his time but this was ranking in the top ten for sure. But if his theory was right, then this was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen in his 40 years in this damn state.
His theory was terrible and his mind was almost to the point of rejecting the idea, he hated it so much. His theory was that Aidan Paige had gone on a rampage for some unknown reason. He had proceeded to hack and mutilate his family with some unknown knife or sword after he had raped his sister and his mother.
The idea made him shudder and combined with all of his other mixed feelings that were brewing and stewing in his stomach, it almost made him vomit, which he kept down in his stomach admirably.
He turned from the horror of mutilated bodies and thoughts of incest and murder with a sigh, knowing that he needed a cigarette and a beer or he'd go insane.
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Chloe was frozen in her spot. She couldn't hear anything for time had seemed to stop. She had no idea what was happening around her but she did know whom the person who stood in front of her was. The man who stood before her was a dark, sad, painted version of her fiancé. He looked elegantly primal with his beautiful featured face coated with contrasting white and black in thick stripes and a wide black smile that went from ear to ear.
When time seemed to begin again, she regained her composure and jumped at him in a big hug with a smile planted on her face. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nestled her head into the nape of his neck. She was dismayed, however, by the fact that he didn't react whatsoever to her hug.
She let go of him slowly and stood in front of him with her head down. She didn't understand anything about his visit and so she looked back to his face with confusion and questions painting her face. He was staring back at her when she looked at him with clear tears streaming alongside his black tears. His autumn orbs were glassy and she felt that if they were hit right now then they would be broken into a thousand pieces.
She reached up to wipe the tears away but was stopped by Aidan's first reaction thus far when he grabbed her hand. Chloe didn't understand any of this.
"What's the matter Aidan? You seem so..tortured..and tired," Chloe said speaking the first thing that came to mind.
"Because I have endured more than a mortal or eternal man has ever lived through," Aidan spoke.
"What are you talking about Aid?"
"I'm talking of the life that I can never have and the death that I now live."
"But, Aid, we're going to have a life together. That's the life you're going to have. And you're not living death. I mean that's kind of absurd," Chloe said with a small laugh.
A crow came in a rush of spears and night and perched itself atop Aidan's shoulder. Aidan turned his head to the carrion and listened as the crow went about cawing for a few seconds. Chloe didn't understand anything that was happening to her right now. Aidan was talking in riddles and wasn't making any sense, he was painted up so much she could barely tell it was him, and now he was nodding and talking to a crow on his shoulder.
"So they believe that theory?" Aidan said to the bird on his shoulder.
The crow went into a series of screams and then left his shoulder and into the night. Aidan turned to his fiancé.
"Chloe, I don't want to hurt you and now is not the time for me to explain everything for I do not have much time. But do not believe anything that the police say about me, for none are the words of truth. Just know that I will be back but only for a short time."
Aidan turned on his heel and opened and entered his car. He turned the ignition key and gave one last sad look to his fiancé and then was off tearing down the road. Chloe moved to stand in the spot that the car had once been and watched the car even after it had turned out of sight.
Her mind was going at full speed trying to think of a different explanation for his last words than the one she had come up with.
'. . .I will be back but only for a short time.'
_-^-_ Disclaimer: I do not own The Crow, James O'Barr does _-^-_
