Authors Not: This is my first Crow fic and probably my only one I'll write. For those of you who know me, this fic will be a bit edited from the one I let you all read. As for the rest of you, this fic was actually an assignment for school that I lost and just found yesterday, the project was to pick a favorite movie and pick a handful of your friends then write a story based on the movie, a fanfic. I was going to write one off I was going to write one off Dracula 2000/Dracula II but my friend Kaitlin beat me to it. -- Now enough of this, on to my story!

Summery: A 17 year old girl, murdered without any justice from the court comes back to do far more than just 'put the wrong things write'. Rated R for Language, Adult Contact, and Gore.

The Crow: Limbo
Chapter One
Things They Say

They say that there is a place between Heaven and Hell called Limbo. In this place the souls of the tormented and lost souls are said to dwell, until they can find peace. I've always wondered what happened to souls who could not find peace...did they stay in this Limbo? Is that where ghosts came from? Would the souls there just disappear into the Abyss? Or would they get a chance to avenge the things that life had thrown at them?
I never used to think of things like this or at least not until my best friend Jessica was murdered.
I was at home, cleaning up after dinner. My parents where up stairs doing only god knew what and my little sister, Tessa, was in her room playing with her dolls. I had just finished loading the dishwasher when I heard the new from Carol Makita, the newswoman: "And today marks yet another tragedy in the long streak of cereal killings, many are calling this the new Jack the Ripper case as the seventh house has gone up in flames. This time the house is in Sandy," my attention was suddenly given directly to my T.V and I ran into the front room, fear pumping in my blood, "The house was in the Jordan School District just a east block from East Sandy Elementary." That was where Jessica lived.
I didn't wait for the newswoman to say anything elts, I ran into my room and grabbed my car keys, I yelled to my parents I was going out and I didn't care if they didn't hear me. I ran out of the front door and down the flight of stairs to my black Volvo. I started the car and drove off, I did think of slowing down once I saw I was pushing 90 and I was in the Carpool Lane and could get a big fat ticket and my license taken from me, but at that point I didn't give a rats fuzzy ass. I just wanted to make sure it wasn't Jessica's house that was on fire. I got off the freeway and drove to Jessica's house. The closer I got the more fire trucks and ambulances I heard, my heart wouldn't stop pounding. When I turned into the street I saw to my horror, Jessica's house on fire. The police wouldn't let me drive in and made me park my car in someone's driveway; I got out of my car and ran towards the fire. But someone stopped me.
Jessica's guy friend Tony had blocked my way, a look of fear in his eyes that I had never seen before. "You can't go in there Gina," He told me.
The hell I can't, I thought but instead I said, "Tony is Jessica alright? Is she alive?! Is she anywhere?" I was ecstatic and I knew it.
Tony looked down, "They haven't found her yet...they just found her parents, who where killed." I looked down, tears swelling in my eyes. That was when I felt something fuzzy brush against my leg. When I looked over I saw an orange tabby cat with singed fur.
"Pumpkin!" I walled, kneeling down to pick the cat up that purred against my chest. He was Jessica's cat, her best friend. A fire blaze then shot into the air, and I stood there, next to Tony, completely helpless to save my best friend. That was when fate had sealed itself. I saw a fireman run out with something in his arms, "Jessica!" I screamed. I ran forward, Pumpkin in my arms and Tony followed me.
The fireman ad set her on one of those hospital beds that they had brought. The doctors eminently placed n oxygen mask on her and rushed her into the ambulance. I tried to get in but a cop stopped me, "Hold it there little lady, you can't get in there with them." He told me.
I turned and glared at him, I felt tears streaming down my face, "That is my best friend in there! I just want to know that she's going to be alright!"
"I don't think that Jessica will make it," The fireman who had brought her out of the house said. I realized I knew who he was, his name was Val, he had married Jessica's aunt once then divorced her.
"What do you mean Val?" I practically demanded, I was shaking and from the corner of my eye I saw Tony was doing the same.
"She had some pretty bad burns on her body, she also had blood coming from her head, and she was way to light to me." He said. Everything elts anyone said I drowned out. My best friend was dying and there was nothing I could do to save her. I felt my world start to fall into some kind of hell. In the back of my mind I silently said, some birthday present, huh Jessica? It was her 17th birthday, and she had possibly been murdered.

Tony and I had waited at his house for almost four hours now. Kaitlin, JoDee, Jenn, Ronny, Tawny, Jessie, Colton, and Brandon had all shown up within those four hours, all of them where friends of mine and Jessica. No one was talking, and no one was doing anything actually. We all where gathered around the phone waiting and hoping. Hoping for a miracle, praying that she would live. It was one in the morning when the phone finally rang; Tony got it before any of us, "Hello Santos residence, Tony speaking," pause, "Val! Is Jessica alright?!" When he next paused his face suddenly grew very sad, "Oh.... well thanks for letting us know."
I was first to speak, "She's dead...isn't she?" He nodded, tears forming in his eyes. Soon we where all crying, we had just lost a close friend to us all.