FINALLY HOME
Diana Crescent
Chapter Thirty-three: Girls Against the World part One
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING AND FOR ALL OF YOU THAT DIDN'T, ::shoots them a raspberry:: YOU NEED TO!!! I'd love to know what you think.
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Amara rubbed her eyes. She had been working in the law firm for two weeks, and she already had their trust to work on a case all by herself. It was stressful, but she loved it.
"Hey, Amara-papa." Hotaru said, walking in from Christmas shopping with Maurimaya.
"Hey hime-chan. How was shopping?"
"It was great. Did you know that there's going to be a Christmas race at the racetrack? There's going to be a car show too. It's the Twenty- third, I thought that we could go."
Amara smiled. "That's cool. I'd really like to see these people race. As far as I know, I'm free the twenty-third."
Hotaru smiled. "How's the case?"
"Great." She said, not meaning it, "I think I'm going to win. We have a lot of evidence against him. Except that something just doesn't add up. It just doesn't feel right, you know. I can't help but think that he's innocent and that there's something that everyone is missing."
Hotaru shook her head and started to look at pictures of the crime scene. Amara didn't mind, because she knew that Hotaru had seen worse, being the bringer of death.
Hotaru ran her finger across the trail of blood in the picture. Amara was right. Something didn't feel right. The man that Amara was prosecuting was innocent. All they needed was a way to prove it before the trial was over.
"I can't figure it out Hotaru, but I know he's not the one who did it. . .he's too kind and loving to have done that, not only that, his daughter is only three years younger than her."
Hotaru stared at the picture. "How did they come up with him as the one that did it?"
"He was at the site, holding the knife, staring at her in shock."
"How did he know her?"
"Neighbors. Her apartment is right next to his."
Hotaru ran her finger along the trail of blood yet again. "He didn't do it." She whispered as images came into her mind.
She grabbed her head in pain, letting out a small cry.
"Taru!" Amara shouted, bring all the others in there.
"Michelle-mama! Trista-mama! Help me! It hurts so much!"
"What hurts?!" Serena screamed, trying to find out what was wrong with her daughter-like friend.
"I keep seeing images. A man, he's breaking in, looking for something. She's there, and she knows what he's after. . ." Hotaru said, just before she passed out.
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Hotaru watched from the shadows. The woman was bouncing her leg nervously as she tried to save on disk and then delete something from her computer. She kept looking at the door. She knew that this man had been following her for a good amount of time.
She heard the lock starting to be picked, which made her eyes go wide. She looked at the computer screen. The disk was nearly done. Her breathing was ragged from nerves and fear, but mostly fear.
"Finally!" She whispered quietly as the disk finished. She quickly pressed the delete button, deleting all her computer files. She stuck the disk underneath the tower of her computer and ran over to where Hotaru was standing.
Hotaru's eyes went wide as the woman rushed to where she was, but went even wider as the woman ran straight through her.
~I must only be here in my mind. . .~ Hotaru though as the man finally walked into the dark apartment. He was dressed in all black, with black, leather gloves, his faced was covered by the darkness.
He went straight to the computer, seeing the files being deleted.
The woman had all but stopped breathing. Hotaru could feel the woman's fear surrounding her.
The man's anger shot up, almost passing the woman's level of fear.
Hotaru could only stare in shock. She couldn't interfere, instead, she was forced to watch, so that she might save an innocent man.
The man looked around wildly, making the dim glow of the computer catch his face. His eyes were and insane blue-gray and he had a scar running above his right eyebrow. He instantly spotted the woman.
Hotaru didn't want to, but she knew she had to. She got out of the killer's way and let him make his way to the woman.
The woman let out a scream as the man walked towards her, knife in hand.
Hotaru ran towards the door, not knowing what to do other than watch. The man that Amara was prosecuting was running down the hall, trying to reach the room. He looked at Hotaru, straight into her eyes, staring at her for a moment. He shook his head, as though what he had seen wasn't real.
He rushed into the apartment and saw the woman, laying there, her blood spattered across the tile of her kitchen and staining her white carpet in her living room. He looked at her in horror, picking up the large butcher knife, not thinking about the evidence.
A neighbor from further down the hall rushed in seeing this. She stared at him, not believing what she was seeing. She quickly ran back to her own room and called. The police.
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Hotaru woke up, her head still throbbing.
"What happened Hotaru?" Serena whispered to her, holding her hand in Hotaru's dark purple room.
"I saw what happened. . .to the woman that Amara is representing in court. It wasn't the man. . .he's innocent. Serena, do me a favor." She said sleepily, wanting to tell, but so tired that she knew she wouldn't be able to tell them herself for a little while.
"Anything."
"Tell Amara, that in the woman's apartment, underneath the tower of her computer, is a dark blue disk. . .I don't know what's on the disk, but the woman wanted to hide it from her killer. Also, tell her that I need to see the suspect."
Serena shook her head and went to tell Amara.
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Amara was sitting with the police computer expert as well as Hotaru, waiting to see what was on the dark blue disk Hotaru had seen in her vision.
The computer expert, Corbin, was typing fast, trying to figure out the password that was on the files. Corbin was twenty-five with sandy- blonde hair and sky-blue eyes. ~Not bad looking. . .by any means.~ both Amara and Hotaru thought.
"What did she do for a living again?" He asked.
"She was a teacher's assistant." Amara said.
"For what, college? These encrypted codes are amazing. It took me all night to get through the first one. This girl wasn't just a teacher's assistant. She had to be undercover or a spy or something. You don't just learn how to do this anywhere."
Amara sat there, stunned. They had only run a basic background check on her, not going into too much detail.
"Why are you trying to help him out anyway, I mean, you're the prosecuting attorney."
"Let's just say, I've got a hunch that he's innocent." Amara said, not wanting to go into too much detail.
Hotaru wasn't paying too much attention. Instead, she was watching people pass by Corbin's office.
One face caught her utmost attention. It was a man with insane blue- gray eyes and a scar over his right eyebrow.
He looked over, sensing that someone was watching him.
Hotaru stared at him in horror. She was unable to blink, think or move.
Amara looked over to her 'daughter.' "Hota-chan? What is it?"
"It's him. He's the one that did it. The one with the scar."
Corbin looked at her like she was crazy. "Detective Branson!? You think that he did it?! He's the most decorated, highest-paid, and most respected detective one the force."
"That doesn't mean a damn thing in some cases." Amara whispered.
Corbin looked at her. The computer started beeping, sending everyone's attention to the screens that were popping up. Each one containing pictures and information on Detective Branson, as well as a good many politicians, enough to send them all away to jail for the rest of eternity. . .or a least until they died.
Amara and Hotaru let out a 'huh' in surprise and a one up on Corbin.
"This doesn't prove that he killed her, though he had plenty of good reasons." Corbin said, making them both crash back down to reality.
Hotaru sighed. They just had to prove him innocent, or she'd never forgive herself.
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Hotaru tossed fitfully in her sleep. She was seeing the woman, she had learned that her name was Katy Smith, get killed again and again. It was the fifth time that night.
Hotaru turned away as the man, Detective Branson, dove after Katy.
Hotaru just stared at they computer, noticing for the first time that it had a video camera on it, making it to were she could send live emails to friends and family and whoever else she might want to send one to.
Hotaru went over to it, noticing that it was still on, recording everything that was happening.
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Hotaru was practically yelling at Amara to go faster, while Corbin was practically pleading for her to slow down.
Amara cut a corner, speeding toward Katy Smith's apartment building, as well as her so-called murderer's, Jason Brinks.
As soon as they stopped, slamming to an abrupt halt, both Hotaru and Corbin were out of the car in the blink of an eye. Hotaru was pulling the both of them towards the door. Corbin was on his knees, looking rather pale and nauseous.
"Come on Corbin!" Amara said, pulling him after the senshi of destruction.
Corbin moaned and began following them.
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Hotaru pulled them towards the computer that was still running, left like it had been when the police got there.
"Is there anyway you can get that camera to replay everything that it's seen since it was turned on?" Hotaru asked, hoping against hope that Corbin would be able to do it.
Corbin looked at her in pure annoyance, "Is that all? That's simple!" He sat down and began to get the camera to replay what it had seen.
The images began to play, showing Katy Smith looking incredibly worried and frightened.
A little while later they were watching a man, who was with out a doubt, Detective Branson, murder Katy Smith.
Corbin swallowed the hard lump in his throat. "How did you know to check this?"
Hotaru looked him straight in the eyes. "Truthfully? I've been watching it happen in my dreams since Amara told me she thought that Jason Brinks was innocent."
Corbin smiled. "Lucky for him. Well ladies, looks like you Amara, are going to be taking on the role of defense attorney. . .or, will you be handing the evidence to Brinks' lawyer?"
Amara smiled. "No. . .I still want to be the bad ass attorney that scares the crap out of them. I think I'll take on the dramatic role of being the prosecutor on the defense's side. . .get my drift?"
Hotaru laughed. "Basically, you're going to say you have new evidence and that you'd like for the court to see it, without telling Brinks' or his lawyer that it proves him innocent."
Amara smiled. "Exactly."
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TBC REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Diana Crescent
Chapter Thirty-three: Girls Against the World part One
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING AND FOR ALL OF YOU THAT DIDN'T, ::shoots them a raspberry:: YOU NEED TO!!! I'd love to know what you think.
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Amara rubbed her eyes. She had been working in the law firm for two weeks, and she already had their trust to work on a case all by herself. It was stressful, but she loved it.
"Hey, Amara-papa." Hotaru said, walking in from Christmas shopping with Maurimaya.
"Hey hime-chan. How was shopping?"
"It was great. Did you know that there's going to be a Christmas race at the racetrack? There's going to be a car show too. It's the Twenty- third, I thought that we could go."
Amara smiled. "That's cool. I'd really like to see these people race. As far as I know, I'm free the twenty-third."
Hotaru smiled. "How's the case?"
"Great." She said, not meaning it, "I think I'm going to win. We have a lot of evidence against him. Except that something just doesn't add up. It just doesn't feel right, you know. I can't help but think that he's innocent and that there's something that everyone is missing."
Hotaru shook her head and started to look at pictures of the crime scene. Amara didn't mind, because she knew that Hotaru had seen worse, being the bringer of death.
Hotaru ran her finger across the trail of blood in the picture. Amara was right. Something didn't feel right. The man that Amara was prosecuting was innocent. All they needed was a way to prove it before the trial was over.
"I can't figure it out Hotaru, but I know he's not the one who did it. . .he's too kind and loving to have done that, not only that, his daughter is only three years younger than her."
Hotaru stared at the picture. "How did they come up with him as the one that did it?"
"He was at the site, holding the knife, staring at her in shock."
"How did he know her?"
"Neighbors. Her apartment is right next to his."
Hotaru ran her finger along the trail of blood yet again. "He didn't do it." She whispered as images came into her mind.
She grabbed her head in pain, letting out a small cry.
"Taru!" Amara shouted, bring all the others in there.
"Michelle-mama! Trista-mama! Help me! It hurts so much!"
"What hurts?!" Serena screamed, trying to find out what was wrong with her daughter-like friend.
"I keep seeing images. A man, he's breaking in, looking for something. She's there, and she knows what he's after. . ." Hotaru said, just before she passed out.
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Hotaru watched from the shadows. The woman was bouncing her leg nervously as she tried to save on disk and then delete something from her computer. She kept looking at the door. She knew that this man had been following her for a good amount of time.
She heard the lock starting to be picked, which made her eyes go wide. She looked at the computer screen. The disk was nearly done. Her breathing was ragged from nerves and fear, but mostly fear.
"Finally!" She whispered quietly as the disk finished. She quickly pressed the delete button, deleting all her computer files. She stuck the disk underneath the tower of her computer and ran over to where Hotaru was standing.
Hotaru's eyes went wide as the woman rushed to where she was, but went even wider as the woman ran straight through her.
~I must only be here in my mind. . .~ Hotaru though as the man finally walked into the dark apartment. He was dressed in all black, with black, leather gloves, his faced was covered by the darkness.
He went straight to the computer, seeing the files being deleted.
The woman had all but stopped breathing. Hotaru could feel the woman's fear surrounding her.
The man's anger shot up, almost passing the woman's level of fear.
Hotaru could only stare in shock. She couldn't interfere, instead, she was forced to watch, so that she might save an innocent man.
The man looked around wildly, making the dim glow of the computer catch his face. His eyes were and insane blue-gray and he had a scar running above his right eyebrow. He instantly spotted the woman.
Hotaru didn't want to, but she knew she had to. She got out of the killer's way and let him make his way to the woman.
The woman let out a scream as the man walked towards her, knife in hand.
Hotaru ran towards the door, not knowing what to do other than watch. The man that Amara was prosecuting was running down the hall, trying to reach the room. He looked at Hotaru, straight into her eyes, staring at her for a moment. He shook his head, as though what he had seen wasn't real.
He rushed into the apartment and saw the woman, laying there, her blood spattered across the tile of her kitchen and staining her white carpet in her living room. He looked at her in horror, picking up the large butcher knife, not thinking about the evidence.
A neighbor from further down the hall rushed in seeing this. She stared at him, not believing what she was seeing. She quickly ran back to her own room and called. The police.
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Hotaru woke up, her head still throbbing.
"What happened Hotaru?" Serena whispered to her, holding her hand in Hotaru's dark purple room.
"I saw what happened. . .to the woman that Amara is representing in court. It wasn't the man. . .he's innocent. Serena, do me a favor." She said sleepily, wanting to tell, but so tired that she knew she wouldn't be able to tell them herself for a little while.
"Anything."
"Tell Amara, that in the woman's apartment, underneath the tower of her computer, is a dark blue disk. . .I don't know what's on the disk, but the woman wanted to hide it from her killer. Also, tell her that I need to see the suspect."
Serena shook her head and went to tell Amara.
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Amara was sitting with the police computer expert as well as Hotaru, waiting to see what was on the dark blue disk Hotaru had seen in her vision.
The computer expert, Corbin, was typing fast, trying to figure out the password that was on the files. Corbin was twenty-five with sandy- blonde hair and sky-blue eyes. ~Not bad looking. . .by any means.~ both Amara and Hotaru thought.
"What did she do for a living again?" He asked.
"She was a teacher's assistant." Amara said.
"For what, college? These encrypted codes are amazing. It took me all night to get through the first one. This girl wasn't just a teacher's assistant. She had to be undercover or a spy or something. You don't just learn how to do this anywhere."
Amara sat there, stunned. They had only run a basic background check on her, not going into too much detail.
"Why are you trying to help him out anyway, I mean, you're the prosecuting attorney."
"Let's just say, I've got a hunch that he's innocent." Amara said, not wanting to go into too much detail.
Hotaru wasn't paying too much attention. Instead, she was watching people pass by Corbin's office.
One face caught her utmost attention. It was a man with insane blue- gray eyes and a scar over his right eyebrow.
He looked over, sensing that someone was watching him.
Hotaru stared at him in horror. She was unable to blink, think or move.
Amara looked over to her 'daughter.' "Hota-chan? What is it?"
"It's him. He's the one that did it. The one with the scar."
Corbin looked at her like she was crazy. "Detective Branson!? You think that he did it?! He's the most decorated, highest-paid, and most respected detective one the force."
"That doesn't mean a damn thing in some cases." Amara whispered.
Corbin looked at her. The computer started beeping, sending everyone's attention to the screens that were popping up. Each one containing pictures and information on Detective Branson, as well as a good many politicians, enough to send them all away to jail for the rest of eternity. . .or a least until they died.
Amara and Hotaru let out a 'huh' in surprise and a one up on Corbin.
"This doesn't prove that he killed her, though he had plenty of good reasons." Corbin said, making them both crash back down to reality.
Hotaru sighed. They just had to prove him innocent, or she'd never forgive herself.
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Hotaru tossed fitfully in her sleep. She was seeing the woman, she had learned that her name was Katy Smith, get killed again and again. It was the fifth time that night.
Hotaru turned away as the man, Detective Branson, dove after Katy.
Hotaru just stared at they computer, noticing for the first time that it had a video camera on it, making it to were she could send live emails to friends and family and whoever else she might want to send one to.
Hotaru went over to it, noticing that it was still on, recording everything that was happening.
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Hotaru was practically yelling at Amara to go faster, while Corbin was practically pleading for her to slow down.
Amara cut a corner, speeding toward Katy Smith's apartment building, as well as her so-called murderer's, Jason Brinks.
As soon as they stopped, slamming to an abrupt halt, both Hotaru and Corbin were out of the car in the blink of an eye. Hotaru was pulling the both of them towards the door. Corbin was on his knees, looking rather pale and nauseous.
"Come on Corbin!" Amara said, pulling him after the senshi of destruction.
Corbin moaned and began following them.
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Hotaru pulled them towards the computer that was still running, left like it had been when the police got there.
"Is there anyway you can get that camera to replay everything that it's seen since it was turned on?" Hotaru asked, hoping against hope that Corbin would be able to do it.
Corbin looked at her in pure annoyance, "Is that all? That's simple!" He sat down and began to get the camera to replay what it had seen.
The images began to play, showing Katy Smith looking incredibly worried and frightened.
A little while later they were watching a man, who was with out a doubt, Detective Branson, murder Katy Smith.
Corbin swallowed the hard lump in his throat. "How did you know to check this?"
Hotaru looked him straight in the eyes. "Truthfully? I've been watching it happen in my dreams since Amara told me she thought that Jason Brinks was innocent."
Corbin smiled. "Lucky for him. Well ladies, looks like you Amara, are going to be taking on the role of defense attorney. . .or, will you be handing the evidence to Brinks' lawyer?"
Amara smiled. "No. . .I still want to be the bad ass attorney that scares the crap out of them. I think I'll take on the dramatic role of being the prosecutor on the defense's side. . .get my drift?"
Hotaru laughed. "Basically, you're going to say you have new evidence and that you'd like for the court to see it, without telling Brinks' or his lawyer that it proves him innocent."
Amara smiled. "Exactly."
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