A/N: What's up peeps? My first 'The Crow' fic and I hope you all enjoy my spin on this tale of vengeance in the afterlife! Enjoy and review!
The Starlight Inn was a very common place for couples to come and consummate their love here in this metropolis. It was very low key and was just downtown, with rooms costing small fees. However, the rooms were cramped and dusty and the bathroom was just unacceptable. Mildew and odors of waste came from that area of the room, and the water was brown and murky. But still, if you needed a cheap place to be to have sex with the one you love or have an affair, Starlight Inn was an ideal place to go. Still, there were people vacating the motel who truly did not want to be there. Take Krystina Lincoln for instance.
A city dweller by day that mixes in with the shadows and people of the big city, Krystina makes the change to streetwalker come nightfall. Only twenty years of age and very youthful, Krystina has responsibilities that should be taken care of by a forty year old. Though many would consider her a whore, a tramp, and all around fuck-doll, Krystina is not prostituting herself for the sex; she is just in this dark game for the money. Her family needed this money, and she was the only one who could attain them. At this moment, Krystina was in Room 23, 2nd Floor of the Starlight Inn. She was also busy performing oral sex on a man whom she had just met an hour ago, and already she was depressed.
"Uhh…keep going…after you're done suckin' on my nuts you can sit on top of them…uhh…ha…" the guy moaned as Krystina continued on her sport. A biker who looked to be about in his forties, he had on a flaming skull jacket with a black doo-rag and leather gloves. His face hard and his mustache gold like his hair, he held on tight to Krystina's black hair. Once she finished, Krystina did as she was told and began another sexual act. A girl with some wrinkles on her face despite her young age, and pale skin, Krystina was quite attractive, but she was stressed. A prostitute since fifteen, Krystina never enjoyed satisfying her johns, but as previously stated, this was the only way to make a living. After about fifteen minutes once the biker met his climax, Krystina found the way to the shower and amidst all the grime bathed herself; but she still felt filthy.
Putting back on her black halter top which gave a good view of her busty breasts, and wearing leather pants with her long dark hair, Krystina prepared to exit until she went to go collect her payment from the biker. Smiling at her, Krystina did not return it; her face stern and looking at the biker she extended her hand out for the bills.
"So how much was our night together?" The biker questioned as he was counting his money to give to her.
"One-fifty." Krystina said simply, as the biker scoffed at her.
"One-fifty? For a blowjob and ride? You certainly are the high paid whore around this city now aren't you?" The biker said as he handed her some money. Looking at the one hundred dollar bill, Krystina shook her head.
"I said one-fifty nimrod! Where's the fifty?" Krystina questioned forcefully.
"Don't raise your voice at me, bitch!" the biker said as he swung his hand and smacked Krystina hard across her face. Her pale face red from the imprint, Krystina had her eyes squared on him. Going for another hit, Krystina took the biker's hand and bent it back kicking him straight in his face. Reeling from the kick, the biker got up from the bed as his leather pants crinkled. Very tall and nearly towering Krystina, he began to choke her as the girl gasped for air. Moving wildly, Krystina was successful in kicking the biker in his privates making him keel over.
"Diego, aren't you finished with that whore yet! Its Devil's Night and your busy fucking some two-bit bitch! Let's go!" shouted a voice from the outside of the Starlight Inn as a chorus of cheers came next and also the sound of revved up engines. Krystina looking wide eyed now, she stared at the biker Diego as he got up from the attack.
"Diego? Diego Hart of the Dark Reapers Gang? Is that who you are?" Krystina asked in terror now as she backed away from him some. As Krystina started to recognize who he was, Diego began to laugh and once again put on his flaming skull jacket, still exposing his bare chest. For a man of his age he was ripped and had muscles. The Dark Reapers were bad news; especially for women.
"That's right…and I trust you as well as this whole city knows what the Dark Reapers Gang are all about don't-cha bitch?" Diego asked coming closer to her, making Krystina back away.
"You damn right I know what you all are about…you're all a bunch of small dick bastards! Y-you all are vandals and you rape women. No wonder you were so forceful back there!" Krystina said with her voice cracking. None of her johns put fear into her as Diego did. Now angry, Diego went in for another slap until Krystina once again clutched him and then landed a leg sweep, which sent him falling to the ground. Running to the outside as Diego went to go follow, Krystina ran outside the Starlight Inn amidst the other Dark Reapers members outside. There were about five of them if she was certain. Not taking the time to look as the smell of gasoline and cheap cologne from the Dark Reapers filled her nose, Krystina ran quickly from the motel and at a rapid speed.
"Get her ass, get her ass now!" Krystina heard Diego roar as the engines revved up. Looking back for a moment she noticed Diego jump downwards to his motorcycle and also revved. The engine running and the motorcycles coming her way, Krystina felt even more afraid as fear ripped her heart. The motorcycles were catching up as the girl was sprinting as fast as she could. Wind wiping through her face as she made every step, Krystina should have knew someone would be up to something tonight.
'Wow Krystina you really are smart. Alyson needs medicine that costs two hundred, Nikki needs school supplies and I get stiffed with one hundred after fucking a damned gang leader. Now they are on your tail and on Devil's Night no less!' Krystina yelled to herself as she continued on with her running. The motorcycles catching up and at a fast pace, Krystina hid into an alley behind dumpsters so they could not corner her.
"Where did she go?" Diego yelled aloud as he scanned everywhere while atop his motorcycle.
"She's around here some where! She just made a sharp turn!" Pee Wee yelled from his bike. A scrawny little thing but also well muscled with a hawk-like nose, Pee Wee looked around for anything.
"Diego, she's a whore! What's the point?" yelled a Rastafarian with a thick Jamaican accent. He was tall and dark with leather and had a gold chain adorned on his neck. His name was Lynx.
Others searching the place were two Spanish twins, with braids and leather and tanned skin. Uno and Dos were there names and it was tattooed on their foreheads respectively. Last was a lanky guy with brown hair and he had a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a torch in another. Inferno was his name and he too scanned for Krystina. She on the other hand was searching for a place to go and had no choice but to face the Dark Reapers.
"Here goes nothing…" Krystina whispered as she made another jog outside. The only way to her and her sisters' loft was going down Maple Street, and that was just a block away. Throwing his chain in the air, Diego gave a devious smile and faced Krystina as he and the others followed her path.
"The bitch is going to die! And at my hands!" Diego yelled as he and the gang came awfully close to Krystina. Coming up the desired Maple Street, Krystina stopped and looked atop her loft. It was desolate as she expected but knew that her sisters were inside. Checking her watch which read '3:14 a.m.', Krystina assumed they would be sleeping. Hearing the Dark Reapers come closer on their motorcycles, Krystina raced for the fire escape stairway and ran up there with quick speed. Rather than going through the front to be begged by crack heads for dollars she went the quicker way.
"Look, there she is hurry!" Diego ordered as they pulled up on their motorcycles. Diego looking at Krystina with a treacherous smile, Krystina just gazed in fear as she came through the loft window.
"Oh shit…" she cursed as she headed over to her sleeping sisters. They were on opposite sides of the upper part of the room on separate mattresses and candles lit up the room. Both sixteen years of age, Krystina quickly woke them up and grabbed two duffle bags from the end of the room.
"Krys…what's your problem! It's not even daylight out…" Alyson trailed off as Krystina silenced her.
"Be quiet! Look you and Nikki needs to get up right now! The Dark Reapers are here!" Krystina ordered as both sisters bolted up in a quick fashion.
"The Reapers from off of television news? The rapists?" Nikki asked feverishly.
"Don't forget that we're killers too!" Pee Wee yelled from the door at the far side from where Krystina, Nikki and Alyson were. The sisters in shock as all six of the Dark Reapers stood guard at the entrance door; Diego locked it and made his way in front of his gang.
"No where to run, no where to hide." Diego said with a nasty smile curving to his lips.
"And young ones…I like em' like that 'mon." Lynx said as he licked his lips at the sight of a crying Alyson.
"Look, you all can do whatever you want to me! Just leave my sisters alone, please…" Krystina said begging with her eyes wide and in fright. Shaking his head no, Diego and the Dark Reapers began to have their way with Krystina and her both overly reluctant sisters. Devastating cries and shrieks could be heard as innocence was lost in that loft. All three not wanting to engage in this violent and harmful activity, laughter could be heard by all of the Dark Reapers as the sisters submitted to their sexual advances. All Krystina could do was bare the pain of watching her sisters having to undergo this form of sick and twisted tortured as tears warmed her face and brutal attacks ravaged. Thick scents of sex permeating through the air as hellacious activity went on, after some time the Dark Reapers were done with the sisters and they all were knocked unconscious after the terror.
"Burn it to the ground, Inferno. And hurry, Devil's Night is young!" Diego said loudly as the other Reapers cheered alongside with him. Taking a swig of his whiskey as his fellow gangbangers left and went back outside to their motorcycles, Inferno began to breathe fire and lit the entire loft with flames burning and killing all three sisters. But before their fiery deaths Krystina saw all that went down and had hatred boiling in her heart up until her demise. Fire raged throughout the loft and the Dark Reapers once again cheered and raced out on their bikes to enjoy more of Devil's Night; the last night in October. But the only thing who unbeknownst to anyone was watching this twisted event was a solitary black crow that stood atop a nearby lamppost, cawing in the street.
-Xtreme Slayer