So sorry to everyone who has been expecting an update. Life has just gotten so busy lately I haven't been able to update. Thank you all for sticking with this story for so long! Here's the last chapter of this story, I hope you all enjoy!
Morgan sits across from Him at the table, not moving, not talking, not blinking. It's minutes before either of them shifts positions in their chair. Morgan, realizing he's getting nowhere decides to start.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Morgan asks.
"What do I have to say for myself? That's all you've got for me? What am I four years old? I don't even know how to answer a question like that!"
Morgan slams the files down on the table, slides closer and replies, "We're done with the games. You've lost. This is over. You can either start talking and make this easier on yourself or you can keep talking nonsense and waste more and more of any deal you could be getting."
"Ha! Make it easier...sorry, that's just what I said to Riley, right before her head hit the concrete." He looks up at Morgan's grim face. "Oh would you like to know more? Like how I snapped her wrist bone in two? Or how I smashed.."
"You're just making it harder and harder for yourself and this deal," Morgan speaks over him, trying to ignore all the sick details.
"I don't want a deal. I've done nothing truly wrong."
Morgan chuckles, "Really? We have a tape recording saying otherwise."
He stays silent.
Morgan inches closer. "I will give you some credit though. You did have us all wondering one thing this whole time."
Still nothing. He stares blankly ahead at the agent, a face as set as stone.
Morgan ignores the silence and continues, "We've always wondered what your real name was. Hmm, it had us stumped for so long. We never knew what to call you other than 'Him' or 'He'…"
"I prefer 'God'."
"Yeah I bet you do. But now that we have all the information we need, you won't need that fake, little name anymore." Morgan motions to the screen behind him.
Reid comes in a minute later carrying a box and places it on the table. The man perks up and smiles at the incoming agent, "Hey buddy, long time no see. How are those wrists feeling?"
"Oh they're great. Much better than your partner I presume," Reid snaps back as he goes to close the door of the room.
The man laughs deeply, "He would be better, if he wasn't so hesitant. You had to remind him five times to do something before it got done." He shakes his head. "Not good enough for me."
Reid hands his fellow agent the folder and a wide, cocky grin spreads across Morgan's face while he tries to control the snicker that escapes aloud. The perpetrator turns to the agent across the table and gives him a glare.
"What's so funny?"
Morgan replies without looking up from the file, "Oh nothing. Just, just nothing."
The man keeps his hard look. "I know what it is. Nothing to laugh about."
"Oh I don't know, I think it's pretty laughable. Hey Reid, you think this is funny?" Reid walks over and stands behind Morgan. A smile creeps along his face as they both stare at the paper.
"Stop it!"
"Oh come on, have some fun…Elizabeth."
The blood from His face drains as it turns a ghastly white at the mention of the name.
"Elizabeth Fielder…What a beautiful name. It says here your mother was a crack whore. She died when you were nine years old, oh, not only did she die, she was murdered…but we'll get to that part later. Before she died, she made sure to make your life a living purgatory, didn't she? First gives you a nice, feminine name. Then she wants to leave you at any orphanage or firehouse she could find whenever she left the house. There are multiple papers here showing her attempts at trying to find you a foster home." Morgan adds.
The man says nothing. Reid walks back to the side of the room, his smile diminishes. Morgan's smile turns into a hard line as his mind works.
"And that's not even the worst of it, is it Elizabeth? She made you do things, made you watch things. By the age of five you were probably the most messed up kid in kindergarten."
"Shut up."
"What did she do to you? What did her 'friends' do to you? Hmm?"
"I said shut up!"
"Well whatever it was, I doubt it was enough to have the right to kill her. You stabbed her, what? 46 times? Why would you do that Elizabeth?"
He chuckles, "She had it coming."
"Now I know why you make everyone refer to you as 'God.' It's not just an ego boost, that's the only name you were comfortable enough with to be called. No one can lead people with a name like Elizabeth, and you were a born leader. You always have to have things your way."
"I can get as much power as I want with any name!"
"Then why do you tell people to call you God?"
"It just fits for me…. I have my little underlings bring me information and I tell them how to use it. I'm in charge of everything. I'm like…the overseer. God is just a convenient and appropriate name to use."
"Sure, if you say so. Now," Morgan sets the file down on the table and looks back up to the man, "you mentioned there are others you have control over. How many are there that 'follow' you?"
He shrugs his shoulders and laughs a little, "I've already said too much."
"Oh come on now, Elizabeth. We have at least two people that claim they at one time followed your lead, let you dictate them. So either you start singing like a canary and make it easy on yourself, or we can get the information the hard way." Morgan laughs dryly. "Ha! Information. You see what I did there? You were dying to get information on us and now we're getting the information on you." Morgan stands and walks around to the back of his chair. "It's funny how the world works. Isn't it?"
"Hmm, hilarious. Well I have nothing to tell you. Which is exactly what I got out of my little resource on you guys. Ha! Funny how that works; I get nothing and you get nothing."
"Too bad it doesn't exactly work like that. See, we have more 'resources' than you. Several people have already stood up and claimed they were under the influence of you. Either you start talking or they do."
The man keeps his mouth shut.
"Fine." Morgan looks down at the files. "Do you have anything to say about the murders of the Walkers' or the Franklins'?"
The man says nothing. He turns his head to the side, indicating he wants to say no more.
"Alright, I think we're done here. Thank you for your time, Elizabeth." Morgan gathers the files, places them in the box and goes to the door. Reid, still standing by the wall, opens the door for his companion.
"Wait," the man says, his head turns to look at the retreating agents. "I just want to issue you all a fair warning."
"And what exactly is it that you are warning us about?" Morgan asks.
"Why the girl of course. Riley. She's dangerous and I just want you to be prepared. I mean, why else would I have chosen her in the first place? I don't surround myself with just anyone; I am rather selective of…the company I keep."
"I don't believe a single thing you say. I think we'll be fine," Reid answers.
"Don't be too sure. If my predictions are correct, which they usually are, I believe she will be just as smart and powerful as me some day; if not more so. Who knows what she could do with all of that power."
Reid walks up to the table and slams his hands down on the surface. "You're right, she will be smart and she will be powerful but I know something else about her. She will never become the sick monster you are. Only a heartless person could ever do the things you've done. You kill a girls' family, rob her of her childhood, use her for her mind to hurt her friends, kidnap her, torture her, threaten those she cares about, and attempt to kill her. All for what?! Some information on F.B.I agents? Was it worth it? How are the lives of seven people worth all that effort?
"Riley will never become a monster like you, she puts others before herself. You never deserved to tell her what to do or how to think. You're no leader, you put yourself above everything else. A true leader puts his people before himself. A true person puts others before themselves. Riley will never be like you, not even close."
The man looks up with an icy stare and chuckled manically, "We'll see."
Thank you all again! Reviews and favorites are always welcome. Please let me know what you think! Like I said before, this was the last chapter of this story but I am already working on my next story and I'll hopefully have that up within a few days! So be on the lookout for more if you enjoyed my last few stories! The fourth story will be titled, "One step forward, two steps back." So look for it, if you want to read more! Hope you enjoyed my little series so far, thank you for reading!