Frank walked up to the receptionist at the hospital counter amd asked what room is Mike Lewis in? He asked that no visitors be allowed to see him answered the woman. Frank pointed his revolver at her head I'm not asking you again where is he Frank grunted? Room 102 on the second floor she answered. Frank marched away toward the elevator gun still in hand clearly moving toward a purpose. Frank pushed the 2 button knowing the girl downstairs probly called one of the other officers in town that hardly ever got called but were on call none the less. The elevator stopped and Frank walked down the hallway until he came to room 102. He stepped into the room and there on the bed sat Mike looking back at him. Get up you son of a bitch we are going to visit your dear sweet Beth yeld Frank grabing Mike by the scruff of his shirt. Mike was limping as Frank walked behind him left hand on his shoulder right hand holding the gun. As Frank with his hostage rounded the corner toward the elevator a man Frank knew to be one of his deputised men stood before him in plain clothes. Frank you got to stop now don't make me shoot you he begged. Frank without hesitation pulled his trigger shooting the man in the chest hopeing he was wearing the vest that they were all issued. The man fell backard dropping his gun and clutching his chest no blood pool so Frank assumed he did wear the vest picking up his .45 and walking toward the elavator.
Tim sat in the car waiting for Frank to return when he herd a loud bang and just knew that Frank had killed Mike. Shit come on Frank he moaned to himself. Minutes passed then Frank came into view with Mike two steps ahead of him being lead by his collar. Frank opened the back door to the squad car and shoved Mike in the back seat. Where are you two punks takeing me now asked Mike as Frank sat in the drivers side seat? Your final resting place Frank answered calmly. Where is your deamon seed son asked Mike? Frank spun in his seat and shot into Mike's right shoulder screaming you'll be seeing him soon. Mike moaned and fell over in the seat clutching his bleeding shoulder. Now bleed quietly while I drive Frank stated starting the car and pulling off.
How do we know she will find us where we are going asked Tim? She has found everyone where they were I'm shure she will find us no problem answered Frank. After a few moments they pulled to a stop out back of the theater by the docks where Beth was killed. Frank got out of the car and stepped to the back of the car to open the door reached in an pulled Mike out who was already woozy from the gunshot wound. Get over there Frank grunted shoving Mike toward the dock. He fell next to the flowers and such placed there in memory of Beth and Erin. What are we doing here moaned Mike from the ground? Waiting for Beth so we can kill her again responded Frank. The rain began to fall hard again and they stood just waiting for Beth to arrive. About twenty minutes went by and a big bird landed on the pyleing closest to mike and cawed. Beth walked seemingly out of nowhere looking strait at Frank. Where is this going Frank she asked her facepaint standing out in the faint moonlight? I haven't thought about the exact ending yet but I do know you die again after I make you watch him die yeld Frank snatching the still bleeding Mike off the ground. Tim was standing next to Frank he didn't look worried he looked eager Beth thought. Why are you poining the gun at me you know thats pointless she yeld over the sound of the rain? Your right Frank yeld spinning to his left slightly and shooting the gun just as Mike jumped backward to mess up his shot. Frank's hand went up a bit right before the shot but he didn't miss completely.
The crow cawed loudly as it fell from its post into the water and Beth doubled over in pain. Ahh she moaned feeling pain for the first time since her resserection. Frank pushed Mike away and shot wildy striking Mike again. Mike fell to the ground not moveing. Frank looked at Beth then fired his 2 remaining revolver shots into Beth's gut. She fell to her knees blood pooling into hands as she held the wounds. Tim go get the dead bitch laughed Frank. Tim walked over to her and punched her face dropping her to the ground face on the wooden dock rain pelting her face. Blood was oozing from her mouth and this felt all to familiar. You know dead people bleed alright said Tim laughing back toward Frank before kicking her in the face? Yeah I do now laughed Frank back. Tim grabbed her throat and lifted her to her feet. She jolted in his grasp remembering her son's neck being snapped and she felt her anger impower her back to fighting condition. Ahhhh she screamed as she grabbed Tim with her right hand on his chin and left hand on the back of his head. Slowly purposely and powerfully she turnned his head to his left. He felt his neck pop once then a pain echoed thru his body then a second pop seconds later was beyond painful. Tim's head came to stop faceing Frank while his body still faced Beth.
Why did she not die he thought I severed her link between death and life. He pulled the .45 that he got from the officer and fired another shot at Beth strikeing her in the chest staggering her backward. The wound did not heal so he knew she was being hurt so he went to squeezze the trigger again when the crow swooped and scratched at his eyes. Ah he screamed trowing his hands up and dropping the gun . He swatted the crow away and began to run when a shot rang out. Mike still in the world of the liveing had fired a single shot at Frank catching him in the leg. Frank moaned as he got in the car and pulled off. Beth crawled to Mike barley able to move herself and held him saying I'll call for help at the payphone Poppa Mike you hold on a mixture of blood,rain and tears streaming down her face. She stood as the crow landed on her shoulder slightly wounded and ran as best she could manage to the closest payphone and called an ambulance to get Mike.
Frank was driveing at top speed toward his house blood running out of the leg wound. It had only grazzed him so it was't pooling blood but it still hurt. He pulled into his parking spot and ran around the 4 ft iron spike fence lineing his yard. Once under his porch roof stood for just a second to catch his breath before running upstairs to his room and dropping to the floor to get under his bed. A few seconds past and he pulled out a case with his shotgun in it. He sat on the bed and loaded the 4 shells he had for it and went to the window that over looked his yard entrance. Nothing noone there yet he had a head start he laughed. I wounded the crow so I could wound her I need her crow dead so she can follow suit he was talking to himself now. It didn't matter how this ended really he was eaither going to die or go to jail so it was only about getting revenge for Jimmy at this point.
Beth approached Franks house pain burnning all over. The heavy rain was pelting her as she used Franks pointy iron fence as a way to hold her self up. She was bleeding alot and felt weak but Frank needed to die for his roll in Erin's death. She walked thru his door and looked around the bottom floor the crow still perched on her shoulder. He wasn't on the bottom floor so she made her way up the steps turning into his bedroom. Hi Beth he said before pulling the trigger on his shotgun. She felt the force hit her chest and take her off her feet as she slammed against the wall behind her and the crow flew off her and landed seeming lifeless down the hall pellets had hit him to. Beth couldn't move she was done she knew it. Frank walked over to her and smiled.
Frank looked into her eyes as she tried to sit up blood pooling into her lap and to the floor. He laughed as she choked up blood. How does it feel to know your going to die twice he laughed hitting her jaw with the but of the gun? Her head spun and the crimson fluid looked as if someone had began to paint the hall in a gory blood spatter. Frank grabbed the small mirror on his bed stand he used to tie his ties and put it in Beth's face saying look at yourself sweetie you look like shit. Beth did look; her make-up was all but gone just the tint of the dark rings around her eyes and mouth remained. She pictured Erin looking at her laughing about the clown get up. She saw most of her face had blood spatter on it and thought what Erin would think if he saw this. He had watched her be raped and stabbed before someone took his life far to soon. Beth looked up at Frank a tear in her eye. Don't think pretending to regret killing my son is going to save you he laughed putting the shotgun to her face.
I don't regret killing your son I regret not being able to save mine she said noticeing the crow down the hall was still takeing breaths. Frank pulled the trigger but Beth had pushed the gun and moved her head causeing the wall to absorb the shot this time. She thrust her shoulder into him causeing him to fall backward and drop the gun. It slid under the bed out of clear reach. she sat up perched ontop of Frank about to attack when he punched her in the chin with his left hand. Beth fell backward and Frank reached under the bed but was pulled back by Beth who was standing and had his pant legs. She gave a good kick to his groin and Frank howled in agony rolling onto his side to grab his pained groin.
Beth leaned down do get a better shot at his face when Frank unleashed a kick that caought her under the chin. She fell backwards limp and lifeless. Fran decided not to risk going for the gun or by her to give her a chance to get another shot at him. He turned and opened the window in his room and stepped out onto the porch roof. It was only 10 or 15 feet down he could jump that he thought before a force in his back caused him to shoot forward. Beth had shoved him thinking this would cause him to fall off the roof and if nothing else hurt him enough to slow him down.
When she stepped out on the roof to see where he was she herd moaning. Frank's right elbow and left wrist were impailed by the iron fence. It seemed his chin was impailed to as he moaned a wrigled. Beth stepped back into the room falling thru the window rather than stepping. She practicly crawled out to the hallway and to the crow. It was barley alive just like her she scooped it up and held it in her left arm riseing to her feet and walking down the stairs. She was haveing a hard time moving her vision was blurred and she felt as if she would faint soon. She walked to Frank looking at him in his rough position. His chin had indeed been impailed if his arms had not stopped his momentum he would have had a scewered brain. Beth looked at him and put her right hand on top of his head still holding the crow in her left and pushed down until Frank twitched a few times and the iron gate poked thru the top of his skull. Goodbye Frank she said walking away and to a payphone. She questioned if Mike would live and was told his chances were very good so one thing left to do. Beth walked to the graveyard carrying the crow in hand and collapsed at her tombstone. Erin she moaned crawling over to his headstone. I got them baby she said to the tombstone leaning her face against it. They all paid for there actions I got them all for you sweetie. The crow stopped breathing in Beth's hand and she felt the life fall away from her to. Her face slid down the stone and she lay lifeless on Erin's grave.