Garcia & Reid spend the night reading and understanding how their unsub turned into a psychopathic killer

Warning this is very dark and disturbing, some of the things discussed in this story are horrifying and it contains abuse against children. DO NOT READ if this is something you can't handle.

The Death of Innocence

Reid looked at the little girl on the other side of the desk. He couldn't help noticing how beautiful she was. She was no more than 7, golden skin, blue cerulean eyes and her hair was silvery white. She had a melanin deficiency in her hair follicles. She was an incredible sight to behold. Her mass of white hair framed her face and shoulders; it fell in waves down her back. Her little forearms were placed on the table. She rested her chin on her arms and stared pleasantly back at Reid.

Reid felt chills up his spine. Her eyes were stone cold. Her little ruby red lips looked like a knife slash across her face. Her puppy fat around her cheeks was starting to dissipate and her adult features were just developing. Dear god she was beautiful he thought, how could something as glorious as this little girl turn out to be a psychopathic serial killer at the age of 7?? He just didn't understand. Some cases he just could not comprehend. This was the worst.

Ebony Ann Stiltzer killed 8 of her junior class mates. All planned and all executed within school grounds after hours. She had led them to the sand pit to play. While they were bent over in the sand she stabbed them repeatedly in the back with a small box cutter. Her victims had no less then 30 stab wounds on their back, they were shallow but she had dragged the blade out, while still imbedded in the skin. This was what caused the most damage. While these little children laid struggling in pain, Ebony would flip them over straddle their chest and place her knees on their arms so they could not fight back. She would then very dramatically get fists full of sand, making sure the struggling child was watching her, she would pry open their mouth and push the sand in. She would push the sand into their mouths to the point her whole hand was within the oral cavity. It only took two fist fulls for them to start to asphyxiate. She would then just sit on their chest and watch.

She had expressed 'incredible' happiness at the point the child victim's life would leave their little bodies. When asked why she felt like this she explained "They may have died but I survived, I love that feeling, I want to feel that feeling again!" J.J had walked out at that stage and ran to the bathroom. Prentiss was as pale as a ghost; her tough mental armor was crumbling as she just stared at this child. Her beauty was so exquisite, for Emily it just intensified the horror. Morgan just stared into his lap. Giedeon and Hotch just looked at each other. Hotch covered his mouth. For once he was caught off guard and Gideon just stared at her, that small, timid, soft spoken, startlingly striking, little girl was she capable of this atrocity? He knew damn well she was, behind those stunning liquid eyes was a mind of a fierce predator, if given time to develop she would become one of the most dangerous killers ever in the history of murderers!! All she needed was time. She would never be released from jail. If he had his way she would be awaiting the death penalty when she turned 21. It would probably then drag on a few years, even a decade. People would probably protest. She is too young, she is female. Also her picture would be splashed all over the media. This girl was so dazzling she could fool the devil himself. There would be an uproar. Her beauty and her natural sweetness gave her a powerful tool to fight with. It was shocking to know that even though this girl was a monster, she truly was! There would be people out there hypnotized by her beauty, convinced of her innocence. Gideon snorted with disgust. Judging people by their appearance could literally get you killed. All of The B.A.U knew that. He would make sure she faced the electrical chair no later than the age of 35.

She should have been caught the first time she committed murder. For each time she had to hide the blood in the sand she would hose the sand pit down with water, the blood would seep into the lower levels, but by the 8th victim there was too much blood. The sand had turned a crusty brown. When the sand was tested by the company paid to replace the existing sand they were shocked to find out it was blood and with 8 kids missing they put two and two together. The FBI had been called and Gideon's team had been especially requested because this involved children.

Gideon had his suspicions about Ebony from the moment he set eyes on her as he was interviewing school children in the classroom. Usually he gets this warm feeling whenever he was around children. Children have a very innocent and refreshing aura about them. 'Life is a fairy tale' their aura would usually tell him and it made him smile. When Ebony Ann Stiltzer walked into the room, coldness filled his heart, which made him clutch his chest, she was achingly beautiful but this 7 year old child had no soul, she had no conscious. For the first time in his life Gideon felt nothing, because she felt nothing, no happiness, no hope, no love, not even hate. There was nothing. He had never felt that before. Usually he would feel hate, seething hate or extreme frustration or terror so blinding you couldn't breathe. That is what he usually felt around killers, but around Ebony he felt nothing. That scared him more than anything she could say, even if she wasn't the killer (he was 99 sure she was) she would turn into a killer, there was no doubt. Years and years of training, learning and working for the FBI had given him a powerful 6th sense of knowing someone's character without out them saying anything. When this little girl sat across from him and stared into his eyes, it felt like she was poisoning him from the inside out.

Gideon realized that people who saw beyond what their eyes could see, would sense the venom that seeped into every pore of this girl and be horrified. For people who was just limited to eye sight would see possibly the most beautiful thing god has ever made and would do anything to protect her. He sure does make them extremely well he thought.

All 8 children, Inara Mulleen, Inca Tadson, Mabel Stinlon, Genevieve Batland, Audrey Crep, Sahara Rath, Mary Patik and Melina Sampson, all the little girls who disappeared were killed by Stiltzer. She chose the ones she could over power the most.

As Reid looked at the photo's he realized all the girls were blonde. Why? He looked up and saw her staring back at him, it made him shake in his boots. If looks could kill! The gaze was borderline predatory.

"Ebony, all these little girls, they have blonde hair."

"Had, Dr. Reid, They HAD Blond hair, just like that, cow."

"Cow?" He repeated in confusion, "Who Ebony? Who are you referring too?"

Ebony's face went rigid, her eyes narrowed, she seemed to crouch down a bit. Reid stared at her, frighten as all hell, but unable to shift his gaze away. This reminded him of when a lioness was about to pounce. Ebony was breathtaking and ferocious. Reid gazed at her with surmounting horror. "Her!" she practically hissed "HER!" She slammed her fist against the table making Reid and everyone behind the glass window jump. Garcia was also there. She had her hand over her mouth. J.J put her hands around her. They all couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Reid's eyes went wide. Ebony was slowly turning manic at the mention of this 'cow' this 'her' Ebony's true form was now coming out and it was shocking, horrifying to watch.

Ebony knew that she was going to be locked away. She knew she could never be hurt from 'her' again but still the mention of 'her' made Ebony do something that repulsed her to her black heart. It made her want to lunge over and squeeze the neck of the man in front of her. She let out a strangled scream of anguish. It didn't sound human. The very thought of 'her' made Ebony, feel, just feel. Something she had tried very hard in her life to forget. She didn't like to feel. She didn't like to feel anything. It was unknown to her and she didn't like it at all, she didn't feel in control. That 'HER' that 'COW' was the only thing that scared her. That blonde haired bitch was the only person in the world who could make her feel. She felt fear. She hated that feeling.

She knew that 'she' was gone from this world but the mention or thought of 'her' made her 'feel.' It didn't matter they were probably going to put her to death anyway. She welcomed death. She didn't like living in her head. If anyone for a moment knew what was in her head it would probably drive them insane. It drove her insane. It drove her to kill 8 people and she would have continued until she got caught. Killing those girls was the only thing that kept her from feeling the real pain in her heart. It felt like a rush, she couldn't get enough; the pleasure was so intense she craved it like a loving mother's breast to a hungry baby. They have not seen the things that I have seen. She thought to herself. She was going to die anyway then it will be all over. The torture would stop. The torturing of her soul would stop.

A manic smile spread across her lips. She almost looked hopeful. "Dr. Reid," she said quite sweetly. Reid didn't reply. "When they kill me will I get to see my Eva?" "If that is so can you kill me now?" "Please?"

"Oh God," Reid put his hand over his mouth. Agent Hotchner and Gideon walked in.

"Ok, that's enough, Dr.Reid please step outside," Gideon ordered.

Reid willingly obliged. Staying in the room with Ebony was like having dementors surrounding you. Hotchner stared at Ebony, as striking as she was he was no fool. Being in her presence felt like all the happiness and hope was snuffed out of the room. She felt none of these emotions herself.

She watched Reid leave. It was like a lioness watching her prey sneak away, knowing she couldn't catch him. He knew he was never going to see this little girl again. Her eyes had him hypnotized. He quickly walked out of the room into the other smaller one where Morgan and the B.A.U girls were. Morgan gave him a pat on his back and left to join Gideon, Hotch and Ebony. Morgan had named her Psycho Bella. Very appropriate he thought. Garcia folded into Reid's outstretched arms and watched, with Emily and J.J as Gideon spoke to Stiltzer.

"She is the perfect predator," breathed Emily. "Extremely intelligent, cunning, manipulative, clam, no empathy, no sign of any human emotions, not even hate, detached and she is just a child no one would suspect her.

"And just look at her," J.J whispered "I don't think I have ever seen a child as beautiful as her." They all murmured their consent. "She could easily trick anyone into doing anything, especially children" Nodded Emily. "Dear god what would have happened if we hadn't discover this girl until she was in her mid 20's and had developed into a pure psychopath?" Reid expressed resting his chin on his Garcia's head.

They all shuddered at that thought. She would have been fully grown and very dangerous. A force to be reckoned with, her skills would have been honed to perfection, she could easily guide someone away from the pack with her dazzling beauty, male or female, but Gideon was sure she would only attack females. She had snarled at Garcia when she walked in the room to give something to Gideon earlier when he was interrogating her. Garcia was blonde. Reid had realized her victims were all blonde. They had kept J.J from the room because of this reason. Reid had not been present when they had profiled her earlier so Gideon had given him Stiltzer's file.

Gideon and Morgan were standing beside Ebony, flanking her and Hotch was just behind her as they lead her out to be processed. Her grandparent's Lilith and Owen Stiltzer on her father's side were waiting for her. You could see where Ebony's good looks originated from. Her grandparent's were not naive; they knew exactly what their granddaughter was. They just felt they had to be there no matter what.

Lilith's eyes were starting to water. Her granddaughter was so beautiful; it still pulled at her heart strings.

Where did they go wrong? Owen, even though he would never admit it knew it was not their fault. Ebony was not born like this; she was made into this, into this monster by 'Her' he still couldn't speak her name. When Ebony had come to live with them after the tragedy, it was too late. She was already turning into the creature she is today. Owen started to cry. Sobbing, "She is only 7, she is only 7, dear god she is only 7."

Reid and the others surrounding him had, had enough of this. You never get used to child psychopaths. You just never could. They began to leave the office one by one. Emily and J.J both hugged Reid and Garcia as they left. They got a few goodbye nods from, Gideon, Hotch and Morgan. Everyone was pretty much leaving except for Gideon who was going to stay with the grandparents. Reid always thought that to be Gideon you would have to have supernatural powers. To deal with what went on everyday with this job and then having the courage to stay when everyone just couldn't wait to leave and forget. He needed to forget, but he still had Ebony Ann Stiltzer's file in his hand when he got into Garcia's car.

They were silent all the way. Both lost in their thoughts of a snow haired beauty that had turned into a psychopath at the age of 7 and killed 8, young, sweet little girls. Garcia could not imagine what their families were going through right now. Child homicides were the worst to deal with, and in this case the Unsub was a little girl herself. Honestly what was the world coming too? When children were associated with terms like, psychopaths, serial killers and death penalty? It made Garcia sick to her stomach.

As soon as they walked into their apartment she ran into the bathroom and stripped off her clothes. The door was wide open; Reid walked slowly over to the door frame of the bathroom and leaned against it. He watched her with a bleak look oh his face. His thoughts were starting to scare him. He tried to focus on Garcia. She flung away her clothes with a kick of her feet. Took the pins out of her hair and let them tinkle on the tiles. She stepped into the shower stall and turned the water on full blast. Reid watched silently as images and descriptions of the murders rushed through his head. Ebony Ann Stiltzer's history file lay on their bed where Reid had flung it before joining Garcia in the bathroom.

She let the water beat down on her skin, her face, shoulders, breast, stomach, legs and hands. She wanted the 'ick' that covered her body to go, she felt filthy and stained. Stained with the blood of the murders, stained with the insanity of it all, A stain that took the innocents of childhood by the neck and slashed it open, the blood would then seep into your own skin and mingle with your own blood it would then burry deep within the bone marrow, and then it started to replicate like a virus. She felt raped, her mind felt raped, her body felt ravaged by hate, hate that lead to diseases of the mind which turned into murders of others. She started to cry with helplessness, she attacked her body with soap and brush, she rubbed so hard her skin went bright pink, and then red when it broke the thin layer, the sight of her own blood made her scream.

Reid went stark white when he heard Garcia. He ran to the shower stall and yanked the mirrored door open. He stepped in fully clothed and threw his arms around Penny and held her as she cried. Her blood seeped down his pants and swirled before it drained down the sink hole. He closed his eyes as she cried and held her tight. A single tear slid down his face. 'No one sees what we see,' he thought to himself, 'no one….'

Reid calmed Garcia down enough to take her out of the shower stall. He grabbed her bath robe and dressed her. He stroked her hair, kissed her forehead and gently led her to the bed. She saw the case file, he went to take it but she stopped him. "Reid, baby," she cooed to him. "Go take a bath honey, you are already soaked." She pinched his cheeks slightly which got her a small grin. "Go my pup, I will be fine, and I'll be here waiting for you." She smiled at him. He leaned over and took her face with both of his hands and kissed her. Garcia felt his need, raw, hot and sharp and a warm aching she now associated with his growing hunger to be inside of her. It made her smile. He slowly turned away from her and headed back to the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

She stared at the Stiltzer file on their bed. Her first initial thought was to fling it out the window along with the sheets. It felt tainted with that psycho's blood. Instead she picked it up and stared at it. Ebony Ann Stiltzer. Her picture was clipped to the front. It repulsed her to the bone but she couldn't help taking in a short gasp, her beauty still shocked her, even though she knew what this girl was. She was so breathtaking it didn't seem real. It disgusted her, but now another emotion was taking over. Curiosity. "Damn humans and our curious nature," she cursed as she opened the file.

She looked at the profile and the picture attached. It was a family. Ebony's immediate family: A father, mother, older sister and Ebony herself. She involuntarily gave out a low whistle. Beauty ran long and deep in this family, they all dazzled like gods!!

She looked at their names: Christian Stiltzer the father a surgeon, Ofelia Stiltzer the mother a journalist and Eva May Stiltzer the older sister. "Eva?" She said the name out loud. That name rang a bell. She remembered back to the interview Reid had with Ebony.

"When they kill me will I get to see my Eva?" So this was that Eva, her older sister.

Perhaps the only person she ever felt close to? She flipped over the page. She quickly flipped back to the family page. The next page had 8 photos printed of the 8 dead little girls. Garcia felt like she was going to barf. She took a deep breath and turned the page. She needed to see this as not something Ebony had done but see the girls, just the girls, not what the unsub had done to them. She looked at the first victim Inara. Her blonde hair splayed out. They had found the bodies dumped in a secret underground bunker, in the school grounds, it used to be a bomb shelter in the olden days. It kept blasts out and it was good at keeping the smell in. No one thought to look in there until the BAU had pieced together the clues with their interviews with Ebony.

She looked at all the other little girls. They were laid out side by side. Their blond hair splayed. It looked like Ebony had done it deliberately. Strategically placing the strands around their little faces. They were all blonde.

Penny flipped the page back to look at her family; she looked at the picture of the Stiltzers.

Eva had raven black hair like her father. She was not the 'Cow' that Ebony had kept on referring to in the interview. She looked at the mother, Ofelia Stiltzer. The mother had dazzling, curly, hair. The light touched on the curls and it shone like pure gold. The mother had blonde hair. Ebony Ann Stiltzer had killed those precious little girls because they reminded her of her Mother, Ofelia.

"It's always the mother." She sighed as the bathroom door opened.

The report analyzes confirmed Garcia's suspicions of the mother.

Ofelia Stiltzer was the 'her.'

To Be Continued …..

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