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Chapter Twelve:

Midnight kisses and Day time penalties

We arrived at the warehouse in a little over an hour, I did not mind, the rest of my twitching mind, kept me from killing these people. Getting opening the door and pushing a fat goon out, I made them line up and inspected them. 5'9, 5'8, and 5'9. Great heights; well bulked and easily to maneuver around and easily heavy duty brand guys.

"What are your talents?"

"Engineer"

"Technology"

"Weapons."

Nodding my head.

"NoT bad more not bad at all."

I giggled and turned to walk down the familiar part of the road. Whistling slightly, I tried to unlock the

Door, when I did not budge, I then begin to bang on madly.

"Open up the door Scrow. We have you surrounded!"

There was nothing, and I looked towards the middle, 5'8.

"Hey Ima call you pepper in dedication to that one guy I killed."

He looked confused and nodded, stepping forwards when I beckoned him, closer.

"Break the door down."

"What? How?"

"I don't care how just break the door down."

He looked perplexed by my methods and shook his head banging his shoulder against the door making it creak and groan, at the irritance of his attack. I stood back and played with my gun aiming it at his moving back then back towards the door.

"Move you useless runt."

He moved and his shoulders slumped in disappointment. I shot the key hole of the door and Wal-la! Kazamz it opens. Grinning I stepped through the shadowed warehouse, and called out.

"Scrow? Babe… We need to talk hun."

"Wait you're dating this sicko?"

"Hush Simba. Daddy I'm Hoooooome"

"You've been with him?"

"Not intentional."

The lights came on, Crane stood at the doors hallway, bags under his puppy like face, I could not help the leaching flame within my body. My face hurt-ed so much from grinning, and I did not have the guts to pull my hood back. Me stepping over the warm rug with my filthy feet noticing my toes he shook his head walking back into the hallways. I looked back at the goons.

"Stick around; we might have a place to lay our heads tonight. In the morning or at Dawn, we move."

"What do we do about the door?"

"Fix it stupid's."

They nodded, I walked down the hall where Crane had gone, pulling off the small backpack, and feeling my stomach rumbled. God how long has it been since I had a burrito? Shaking my head I walked into the open door ready to explain my situation when I ran dead smack into a backhand. Tumbling to the floor screeching loudly I held my burning face feeling, the stitches slip and rip through my face. Crane kneeled over me after I spit a good glass cups worth of blood, and pulled the hoody from my head. Thankfully, my hair covered my face as tears streamed down burning the now opened cut.

"Look at me."

Shaking my head, he kicked me in the side lumerously (Lumer-Oh-Shit-Really: Oh shyt, he is breaking ribs and ish. Someone should stop him. I started to get brutal. Had to liven things up xD) Screaming out I put my hands in front trying not to let him do more damage than I already have.

"St-SHOP!"

He looked down confused and I lifted my head blood tickling my neck and my eyes watering more. Staring into his eyes as he gasped stepping back and staring wide eyes at the bloody mess, the tears hadn't stopped, and I turned away covering my face. I am not a Monster. Do not look at me with those damn eyes. He walked up to me kneeling, and grasped my face; I could not stop the tears even though they caused more pain then necessary. He held my head, and softly pressed his lips against my forehead, pulling me up to stand with him as his arms wrapped tightly around my waist grabbing my ass. I groaned and pulled away, my face burning and mouth starting to drobble.

"Ow ee uah" (Sow me up)

"What."

I glowered at him, and shyly pressed my hand to my chin keeping my mouth from falling open and him getting the idea, panicking making me feel nervous. I stepped back now deadly intent clicking that he was coming towards me with a needle.

"zasp… ate…."

He treaded the needle and looked down at me, and my facial expression changed while I stared into his eyes happily. Him leading me to a desk chair and sitting me down after hosting it up to height, and tilting my head back with his index and middle finger. I starting to look away when he commented,

"Don't look at anything but me. Keep your eyes on minds."

Blinking dreamily towards him, in his haze of voice, I didn't look away and smiled more.

"Don't smile. You will be stitched that way."

I frowned.

"Think of a blank neutral face. Interrogation style."

I did and he started, lifting the skin of my cheeks sewing them back neatly and making the split ends look and feel more in place. Grunting when he poked my gums and spitting up blood into my hands then pouring it unto my lap. Crane watched that with a bit of concern, and a hint of lust within his eyes as he started the other cheeks. After my fifth hand cup and blood bath, Crane tilted my neck up and swiped his pale skin over my dried blood throat, then to my breast.

"You need a bath."

"Shawer prafared."

A darker glint shot through his eyes and I smiled coyly taking to being a mute as I was when I was 13. He smiled, and wrapped and arm around my waist pulling me up in a dancing motion twirling us skillfully towards the door on the opposite side of the room. My mind click over and I tripped and tumbled over his feet making our forehead smash and me screaming at the top of my lungs.

(Oooooooh o,3,o)

"So you've done it."

And what do I care?

"you should care… look at your mothers soulless eyes."

You never even knew her.

"I suppose, but its just the start of it all. Whom will you kill next?"

Looking down at mother's corpse and tilting my head to the side. A little of her night meds, and simple tip down the stairs; Wakes me up, and bam,

"Daddy!"

Father rushed from his room, a robe barely tied around his waist his brown eyes panicking. That made me frown, and I let out a sobbed,

"Da-daddy I didn't mean to startle her… I just needed to talk to her."

Tears formed in my eyes, and I stood waiting for him to come by my and look, he went around turning on the lights staring at me in my xbox360 pants and green Oscar the Grouch shirt with his middle finger and a blunt. I stared at him before moving towards the phone clearly shaken and startled. Giggles~"I won't tell if you won't." Sh-shut up. Shut up! I can play this off. Another giggle through my mind. Am I going to be dealing with you a lot more? "You will." I shook my head grabbing the phone and dialing 911. Father nodded still panicked rushing down stairs tripping slightly, but regaining his footing and rushing down to her body turning on the lights.

"Los Angeles 346 West Apree St. 43900, the um… right street. Last street."

"How old are you?"

"16 Sir."

"Well ,you're handling this very well, now can you tell me what happened."

"I had got up cause I heard mother ranting towards father before leaving the room, See my parents are apart, but they aren't divorced, so they can be with whomever and still be together. I uhh, wanted to talk with mom, but she turns startled that I had left my room and fell down the stairs."

Sniffling slightly I tilted my head and thought to call sister about this terrible news. The police arrive, and mother had just breathed her last breath when they raised her to leave. I wanted what eye contact would have been like. I was questioned and given the same story, no lies, no stray; straight, and directed. That night I lay back in bed the still night replying within my head. Closing my eyes, I looked my mother in the face.

"Well well, looks whoms given me a body."

I stared at her floating, looking glaring. No. Bullshit. Fuck that why I got rid for her! Now I gotta deal with this!? GRaaahhhh. I screeched, and she giggled that laugh. My mothers laugh. My eye twitches and I try to change her looks, form, shape, size. Got Dammit. "No I think I'll stick around in this. I do so much love the youthful aspects." Please… My eyes widen...

((AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH: D))

Crane lifted me, and I blinked standing at him, before frowning, and hitting his front elbow making him drop me flat on my feet.

"Iz the bath wader ready?"

"Well, yes, but what happened?"

I've fallen and I don't know who I am anymore.

"I've gotten a glimpze of life ya'kno?"

Crane stepped back before pointing towards the door and watching as I stepped into the warmth of the room. Slamming the door shut. I did see Crane flinched and I stared at myself in the mirror. Tears pooled around my eyes and I sniffled softly touching the carvings on my face. I was never perfect, but now I am… Shaking my head and breaking the mirror shattering the pieces down onto the floor. Me moving away from cutting my feet, and stripping the stale clothes and stepping into the warm water sitting down. My mind cleared as I dipped my hair into the waters leaning back in relaxation.

"I really want to love somebody.

I really want to dance the night away."

I sang unconsciously and Crane joined me splashing the water as he sat behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me up from the water making me wince as the oiled waters splashed my cheeks. He kissed my temple then my cheekbone then my Scars.

I sighed in pain and let him take over. His hands lightly roamed my body pulling and tugging upon my nipples. Biting my bottom lip, I could not resist the heat forming between my legs. He took this and lightly rocked me back and forth pressing me against his length each time he pulled back. I panted and shifted turning around splashing the water from the tub and pulled him closer nuzzling the tip of his cock towards my entrance as my lips found his. I was never good at control kissing, but Crane quickly caught on and guiding my tongue around his swirling and pulling me unto his cock.

I gasped and groaned pulling away from the kiss and tilting my head towards the crook of his neck as he pushed forwards impaling my on his cock. I grunted and let out mewls and moans. He shuttered and panted as he continued to thrust into me the water splashing out and him getting up dipping my head slightly under water bringing me to a short panic, as he pulled me back up me panting and grasping under him like a wet kitten. Him pumping harder knowing that he held my life, in his hands. Well, My waist was in his hands, but he decided another dip scare, would do it. And it did.

Pushing me underwater as my climax's hit my I breathed in a mouth full of bathroom coming up and having him lean me into the crook of his shoulder, coughing and sputtering the water back from my system. He gave a low groan, and picked me up stumbled from the shower sitting me on the cold counter making me jump and squeal trying to move. Pulling out and stepping back he twirled his finger, his lust filled static blue eyes burned along my skin and I stood up happy to get from the cold counter, turned spreading my legs, and present my arse for him to please.

He gave my arse a few playful firm slaps and then thrusted into me without warning. My eyes shifted up as he stared at me from the steamed mirror. My eyes watered from the pleasure and I gasped out clenching around him as he tensed his jaw muscles reaching up my slick back and grabbing my wet hair that clung to my head. Slowly he pulled his arm back making me arched perfecting into his thighs. I let out a low moan and as he pulled back out and pumped slowly back in. His other hands caressing my breast and dabbling across my clit every now and then. My climax was slowly reached.

"Are you ready to cum?"

"Y-yes Master…"

"Master? That has a pleasant ring to it does it nott"

"Y-yes Master…"

"beg…"

"Please let me cum. Please let you baby girl cum."

"You are my pet, you do as I say, and you will follow each and every order I presented to you understood?"

I was crying out as he spoke smoothly in my ear and still gave me rough permanent thrusts. He grunted and shifted his hands grabbing my waist tightly noticing a bite mark on my shoulder, Joker must've left. Growling he thrusted roughly, and the impossible happened.

"My my, my darling Kitten has be a very naughty girl"

His voice sent shivers down my spine, and he pulled out spinning me around. Cupping my cheeks and leaning down to lick over the wound. I shuttered as his murky saliva pressed against my cheeks, burning them. Shaking my head, he growled and laid his heavy hand on my head making me kneel before him. My eyes dilated, and I looked up at him legs spread out and hands in front of pressing my lightly dipping breast together slightly. Crane/Scrow…

"Scrow?"

"The one and only babe."

My mouth watered as he guided my lips around his cock and tugged my head forwards reaching the back of the throat in no time.

"Hrm, we can do better. I don't mind a little drool."

He stated and pushed harder against my throat, I tugged my head away, my throats have not being used since David, and Jokers gun encounter. His Yellow/Burgundy eyes stared down at me and he tugged harder into my throat. I gagged and drooled over his cock, tears streaming freely; this was becoming more of a habit. I pressed my hands against the ground and he rocked my head back and forth on his cock bringing me to, and open climax. I ripped away crying out and collapsing on the floor withering in pleasure. Scrow climbed over me, and thrusted into my spasming cunt and slammed home.

"you like it? You like my cock always invading your body?"

"Y-yes Master, oh shit…. YES!"

"You'll only cum for my cock right? No one else's? Especially that damn clown?"

He confused me and I panted as he pushed my legs against my chest pressing harder and pushing deeper.

"Y-Yes Master!"

Screeching at the top of my lungs I came as he pumped his cum deep within my uterus pinning my hands down and making me look at him as he did so. I was left tired, satisfied, and confused. He picked me up and walked towards the room, the scene changing to pitch black as his true form enveloped over Cranes. Staring at him from my bridal state, I studied his features; a straw hat, 6'9 height, skinny as hell, with a pumpkin like head, which held handsome features of a normal Scarecrow.

Laying me on the bed he got between my legs and dipped his tongue into my cunt making me arch and pulled back. My own form receding towards Jettas, normal halo, wings, long knee length front dress, but longer in the back. I gave him a sweet twisted smile. My face glowing in pain still. He tilted his head up, a row of razor sharp teeth unsheathe by his lips,

"Do you Fear me Jazzy-bell?"

My mind click and I slapped him.

"Don't call me Jezzy-bell."

He chuckled and gripped my thigh painfully making me squeal as he got up reality forming over fantasy and I watched in amazement as he controlled the time sphere. Blinking from my spot on the bed and leaning up on my elbows, I looked around and tried to change the fantasy Pitch black into something more appealing. Like a night sky, millions and billions of stars. The moon, back then when it was large. Everything was coming out perfectly, as I continued to shift and form my world. The ocean! The sound of waves cleared my mind and I pulled my knees up to my chest staring out at the water.

Scrow came back kneeling behind me and putting the blue jelly like liquid on my cheeks molding them, and making me do the fishy face. I frowned and swatted his hands away as he laid over forming a cloud under him on his side.

"Didn't think you were clever enough to form your own Mind state."

"Well amwas a Psychiatrist. And also a Business woman."

"Where your business?"

"In Los Angeles with my father."

"ah. So what are your plans?"

I did not have any and I shrugged as I made a comet shower fly overhead looking at the stars.

"Do I look like a woman of Plans?

He let out a rumbling laugh that warmed my heart and I looked at him from the corner of my eyes, the gel sliding down my cheek towards my neck making me feel hot all over again. I wiggled against him and mewled softly on top of his cloud. He wrapped a loose long arm around my waist and plucked a wing from my shoulder. I hissed and grabbed it, spreading my wings, and trying to locate where he picked it from. Sighing in defeat, I shook my head and let the feather flutter to the ground, my mood clearly ruined by him. He grinned cheekily at me, as his left hand cupped my scarred cheek.

"I can't believe that damn clown, did that this to your beautiful face."

"I'm still beAutiful."

"True, but It would've been better without the scars"

I glared at him, shifting my weight, and pressing my back to him inn silences. I do not think he understood where he went wrong at and it angered me so damn much. I got up, only to have him grab my wrist and pull me back down. Me turning to punch him in his face, and him back firing by punching me in my gut.

I gasped my eyes dilating little, and I wheezed over holding my stomach and rolling on my side. I was not prepared for the rough backfire. He chuckled and sat up crossed-leg and pulled me against his body. I mewled softly and leaned against him in submission. He relaxed more feeling my subconscious mind fall over, the serine of the night taking over. I collected enough cells to begin to play with his hands.

"Why did you pick me?"

He rumbled and looked down at me confused slightly before shrugging his shoulders.

"Who's to say and African American can't be a good submissive?"

I nodded in complete understand-meant and tilted my head as a comet was coming towards us, I could feel the heat of the meteor coming closer and closer. My eyes widen and Scrow locked his arms around me, looking up at the comet coming towards us. Clawing at his hands and screeching at the top of my lungs in fear. He chuckles and waved his left arm grabbing the comet and throwing it against the ocean. It let out a large explosion and the skys begun to fill with the mist of the ocean and the heat of the comet creating the, (Whats that thing called, it has such pretty colors in the Atlantic D: I cant remember D'x)

"So beautiful."

I stared happily, a true smile upon my face even though it hurts to do those, I continued to smile in his arms. That's where I would stay in his arms. "If Joker hasn't found us." Shaking my head. That's a big if.