Thursday, 17 November 2016

Awake Chapter Eight Ever Shifting Sands

Awake Chapter One Abandonment

Awake Chapter Two Dirt and Death

Awake Chapter Three Severing of a Tie

Awake Chapter Four Blood of Innocence

Awake Chapter Five Tears of Poison

Awake Chapter Six Law Abiding Citizen

Awake Chapter Seven Looks of Death


Shadow turned around and opened the door.  He sat down next to the woman, he assumed was Lynn Moss.  She was skinny and fairly new at this.  "Hello, I'm Lynn," She reached out her hand, expecting him to take it.

He smiled.  "I guessed," he left her hand hanging in the air, "Ok, now let's get one thing straight. I've already been questioned by the police and they didn't get anything out of me. I highly doubt this will be any different.  You're not going to be able to change anything.  You're not going to make me talk.  I know that if I confess, then me and my sister will be locked away forever.  That is not going to happen."

"Shadow you must know that there is no definite guarantee, that you or your sister will be locked away.  I'm just here to help you through this process.  I'm completely impartial.  Nothing said here will be used against you.  Anyway when I was first approached about this case, I was told that you and your sister had to live on the streets at quite a young age.  This would be an extremely traumatic experience for two fully grown adults let alone for two young children.  Please tell me all about it.l  it would be a very good idea to talk and share your feelings, rather than keeping them under lock and key, so to speak."

Shadow considered briefly.  "Ok.  once upon a time, in a land far far away, there lived a beautiful princess-"

"Very funny Shadow, but that could develop into an interesting story.  Have you ever considered anything down that road?"

"Are you trying to help me pick a job? I'm not sure that's what you're supposed to do."

"No Shadow, I'm trying to help you, but you're not making it easy."

"That is the general idea."

The door slowly opened and Inspector Crosby walked through.  "How are we doing?"

"Not so great, but with a bit of time, I think we might make some progress.  Shadow has quite a tough exterior, but if we break through that-"

"Please, don't talk about me like that." Shadow moaned.

"I'm sorry Lynn, but Shadow is quite a difficult person.  I'm not sure if we have the time." Lynn slowly nodded and walked out.

"Why did you think a social worker was going to help me? How desperate are you?"

"You're right.  I am running out of options, but I think this one might work." Gravity, Bliss and the man he knew as Consultant Gideon Jones entered the room.  Shadow observed that Gravity had glasses over her eyes and her hands were cuffed behind her back.  The lenses to the glasses were blacked out; Shadow knew that this was a wise decision.  For Gravity to kill someone, she needed to look directly at them.  It was Consultant Jones who spoke first.  "Shadow, it seems so long ago from when we first met in the waiting room of that hospital.  I'm sure the first question you want to ask me is, why did I let you go earlier? The reason is, now this might come as quite of a shock to you, but I have had our DNA compared and this has confirmed that I am your biological father.  Also you remember Fiona Davids," the children's faces remained blank, "she was your first victim, the receptionist at the hospital waiting room, remember? Anyway I had her DNA compared to yours and you both have the same DNA, which means that Fiona Davids was your mother and my wife.  You siblings killed your own mother." Gravity sat down heavily; she was not prepared for this.

Shadow shook his head in disregard.  "She deserved it." He said, his voice full of contempt.

Gravity shook her head.  "No, she didn't.  Oh my god, I killed my own mother."

"Gravity, it's Ok, I'm sure something happened to you while you were on the streets, which turned you into a murderer.  Tell me about it." Consultant Jones encouraged.

Shadow shook his head.  "We're not telling you anything." He injected, defiantly.

"It's Ok Shadow.  I think we cant trust him."

"What? Somebody tells you that they're your father and you decide to tell them your life story?"

Gravity ignored the comment.  "Ok, Consultant," she knew she was not ready to say dad yet, "Obviously you know the part, about my abandonment at birth, but for the police's sake, I'll repeat this point.  I was born premature and blind.  According to my parents this made me an embarrassment.  I was little more than a week old, when they placed me by the local stream and left me to die-"

"That is absolutely disgusting Gideon.  She was your little girl and you left her to die.  You are sick." Sarah protested.

Gideon rolled his eyes.  "I had my reasons or doing it.  If you would please continue Gravity."

"Anyway I was down by the stream and luckily my brother Shadow found me.  We returned to the house and found that our parents no longer wanted us there.  Then we turned to our grandparents, they were lovely sweet old couple, much better than our original parents.  However when I was four years old, my grandmother started to come down with Alzehimer's.  It was onto the street from thee.  Our grandparents had given us six hundred pounds, but we were stupid.  We just tired to go for comfort.  For luxury.  So we rented out an apartment.  We managed to stay there for a month.  Then we ran out of money, after that we were kicked out.  The next elven months were tough we had spent most of the money on the apartment's rent.  We were begging, struggling to make ends meet.  For eleven months we were like that, until early the next year, thing began to change.  We had come to the attention of a local gang, nothing too big or important just a little gang.  Anyway we started to do tasks from them: petty thefts and things like that.  Two very important factors came to the attention of this gang.  One, that I was a female and two, that I was very young.  I'm not exactly sure what they did, but they operated on me and made me able to kill, by any way possible.  I could also comatose and control people, as well as wiping their memories, with my sight or my touch.  They offered us very good money, if I managed to carry out assassinations.  You see, we were young and we were so desperate for money that we accepted.  For the next six years I killed enemies of this gang and we were paid in cash.  Although we did receive enough money for shelter, we just bought food.  In retrospect we probably should have saved our money,  but we couldn't do that.  we were so desperate to eat.  Now only one year ago, the gang was broken up and mos the members were arrested.  Us and a few more people managed to get away and then we were out on our own for one year."

Mitch frowned.  "I guess, I was a little sexist.  I did not expect the killer to be a teenage girl.  Why did you still continue to kill people?"

"We did it, because you see when you're begging your income remains very low.  You have to do various deeds, so you know where your next meal is coming from.  So continued to kill people and we stole their money to pay for our food.  We killed the last man, because he tried mugging us of our money."

"Why did you target people associated with medicine?" Sarah asked.

"Partly because it was good money and also because all people associated with medicine refused to help ups.  You could say I did it, as an act of vengeance."

"How did you manage to blow up the hospitals? Where would you get C4 from?" It was Gideon who inputted this.

"We're still in contact, with a few members of our old gang.  We acquired the C4 of them."

"Did you kill Cameron as well?" Mitch asked.

"Yes.  I acquired some poison of our old gang and using money I took from that trainee stockbroker.  I paid them to plant the poison in his water."

"Why did you attack Cameron and Melissa in the first place?" Mitch enquired.

Shadow groaned.  "Gravity can answer this one.  I can honestly say that I had no part in it."

Gravity sighed.  "We originally went to them, as Shadow is very good friends with him.  Cameron was a really nice guy and he had agreed to give us some fresh money and clothes.  However his fiancĂ©e Melissa was horrible.  One thing you should know is that usually people react unkindly when they see my eyes, which is why I try to keep them shut.  I didn't want to upset anyone, but Melissa wanted to see them and I felt I could trust her.  She looked into them and leapt back screaming.  This angered me a lot and I wanted to get revenge."

"How did you kill Fiona Davids? She was in her own home and we didn't find any trace of forced entry." Sarah asked.

"Isn't it obvious, as I have already said we were still in contact with some members of the old gang, so we managed to acquire some pick locks off them and we got a laser cutter of them too." Gravity explained.

"Why are you telling us all of this?" Sarah asked.

"Isn't it obvious? We're clearly gong to jail.  Nothing we do will stop that, so you might as well know the whole story." Gravity answered.
Shadow shook his head in very strong disagreement, but his sister ignored this.

Mitch turned to Gideon.  "What happened between you and Fiona, when your children had run away?"

"We tried to get on with our lives.  Fiona never shed a tear, when you left us.  When Shadow and Gravity ran away, she felt like they had betrayed her.  She despised them.  I was never really comfortable with the decision and we got a divorce.  She went back to her maiden name and I decided to change my last name.  I wanted to wash all aspects of the horrible incident away.  We decided to stay in contact with each other and I arranged a job for her at the St. George hospital." Gideon explained.

Sarah turned back to Shadow.  "Could you also shed some light, on the trainee stockbroker's death?"

"What do you want to know?" Shadow asked.

“We found the victim’s own fingerprints on the murder weapon, but then we found the knife buried in his garden.  It seemed you tried to make this look like a suicide, but then why did you bury the knife?” Mitch replied.

"After we had covered the knife in the stockbroker's fingerprints we realised, rather stupidly, we had stabbed him in the back.  We knew it would not have been a believable suicide.  So we panicked and we hurriedly got Bliss to bury it in his garden." Gravity responded.

Sarah turned to Mitch.  “We’d already found their fingerprints on the knife?  Why didn’t we bring them in then? What was the point of waiting all of this time? Surely it would’ve been a cleverer move, if we had arrested them then; we could have saved so many lives.”

“I completely understand where you’re coming from.  I was about to contact Milton about it, when he called me in and he gave me a dressing down.  In my view he was being really unfair and this angered me so much that it completely washed my mind of the whole affair with the knife,” the two police officers turned back to Shadow and Gravity, “anyway another thing that I was wondering is why did you leave one of your targets alive? Why didn’t you kill him?” Mitch spluttered.

“According to you we have killed lots and lots of people and all of our “victims” are getting mixed up in my mind.  Which victim are you talking about?” Shadow asked.

“The man who you attempted to kill, but failed.  He was up at three a.m., watching TV."

"I remember him.  We were going to kill him, because he works in the medical industry.  We were about to do it, when we heard police sirens.  We panicked and wiped his memory, before making a run for it."

Inspector Crosby sighed.  "That is quite a story, you have there.  Yes you are right: we cannot bring you to trial for the other murders, but we can still try you for the murder, where your victim's neck was broken.  We have the fingerprints and the witness' testimony."

Shadow sat up.  "I highly doubt you'll be able to get the witness to testify in person."

Gideon smiled.  "They could, because I was that witness."

Shadow's eyes widened, but then he swiftly relaxed.  "I wonder how strong you really are.  Could you send your two children to prison?" Shadow asked, looking Gideon straight in the eye.

"I don't know, Shadow.  He left your sister out to die." Sarah nervously, inputted.

"That was a long time ago.  I wonder if he has softened up, since then."

"I'm stronger than you think.  I will testify against you.  It's for your own good anyway; some people will have a few scores to settle with you."

"Very well then, a trial shall be scheduled soon." Inspector Crosby stood up hesitantly and walked out of the room, followed by Sergeant Dames.  Sarah walked a few steps and stopped.

"Mitch, do you think we did the right thing? It doesn't seem right, they're only young and it seems that the attack was self defense."

"If that's the way you feel, then maybe you should be their defense lawyer.  I know it might seem harsh, but they broke the law and this is what they deserve.  Besides they'll only be in there for a few years."
* * * *
It was a week after the initial interrogation and Shadow had not had much fun, during that time.  His "bed" was nothing more than a lumpy mattress and a sheet that was as rough as sandpaper.  The food was not particularly good either.  He was sure that he was getting all of his required nutrients, but it tasted horrible.  He thought that this would be what life was like in jail.  He knew he was going to prison; with a live testimony, he did not stand a chance.  In a very peculiar way, he was looking forward to going to prison.  For no longer would he have to suffer sleepless nights on the stone cold streets of London.  In prison he would have a bed, albeit an uncomfortable one.  For no longer, would he go hungry, because there was never enough to eat.  In prison he would have regularly served meals, even if they were completely inedible.  Shadow really hoped that Gravity and Bliss would be with him, during his incarceration.  If they were not, then he would miss them dearly.  He also worried about his sister.  During her whole life, he had done his best to protect her.  Maybe now she would have to learn how to look after herself.  The door opened and Inspector Crosby walked in.
"Your trial begins now.  The court has managed to arrange a defense lawyer for you." Mitch said the words, as if he had said them a thousand times before.  He stepped to the side and Shadow walked out.  Mitch followed him and instructed Shadow to accompany him.
* * * *
A few steps he was relieved to see Gravity, who was with Bliss.  He ran to her and embraced her in a crushing hug.  Mitch chased after him and quickly broke it up.  "We really don't have time for that." Shadow and Gravity were walking alongside each other, with Mitch and Sarah behind them.  Quickly they came to a wooden paneled door; it was made from the type of wood, you would expect to see in the House of Commons, but not here.  Shadow opened the door and stepped into the light of the courtroom.
* * * *
The siblings walked to the front of the room and took a seat.  Shadow slowly looked round the room.  He saw the jury: a bunch of old, stern and bored looking people and who he thought to be his defense lawyer.  He was a young looking man, probably the first time he had being involved in something this big.  Then Shadow saw the judge; a very grumpy, old man who looked very excited and certain, as if he could not wait to send two siblings to prison.  "The date is now February the twenty second.  Would the accused please stand?" The judge said, in a deep bellowing voice.  Shadow stood up, and helped his sister get to her feet.  "You are being accused for the murder of a young man on February the fifteenth at two thirty in the afternoon.  Do you deny this?"

"No."

"Good.  We will now move to the first piece of evidence.  A collection of fingerprints, matching the accused were found on the victim's neck."

Shadow's lawyer nervously stood up.  "This could have been a physical gesture; it could have simply meant "go away." It certainly doesn't prove that Gravity killed this man."

"That might be very true, but the man was found with a broken neck.  Anyway, call the first witness." Consultant Gideon Jones walked into the room and confidently walked up to the front of the court, avoiding eye contact with his children.  "Yes, I can testify against the siblings.  I was walking along the road going by my day to day business, when I noticed Gravity's hand around the victim's throat.  Obviously I stepped forward to intervene, when I heard a cracking noise.  I can only assume that she had snapped the man's neck.  Afterwards I saw Shadow go towards her and then the two ran off.  I tried chasing after them, but they disappeared very quickly."

"Does the accused have anything to say?"

Shadow's lawyer stood up again, more comfortable this time. He seemed to be finding his stride, it was a shame that this trial would not continue for much longer.  "The accused would like to speak through me.  Gravity says that the victim was stealing her money, money that could have been used to feed her and keep her alive.  She says she only acted out of self defense."

"That's all very well and good, but in a situation like that, the correct course of action would be to call the police.  Then this man would be sitting here, instead of you."

Shadow shot up.  "With all due respect, sir, if you were being mugged, would you stand by and do nothing?"

"Of course I wouldn't, but I also wouldn't kill the mugger for it."

"Even if you were very angry? Even if he took your mobile phone or all of your credit cards? Even if he said he would kill you, if you didn't comply? In that situation I would kill him first."

The judge remained quiet for a few minutes, thinking about what Shadow had just said.  He shook it off, with a shrug of his shoulders.  "That is not relevant.  I must remind you that you're speaking out of turn.  We will now move to a verdict." He turned his head to the jury.  The old men and women who looked so bored before had turned animated.  Not before long the spokesperson stood up.  "We find the defendants guilty as charged."

"Very well.  Shadow I sentence you to two years in Feltham Borstal centre and Gravity you will be sent to the Foster Hall youth detention centre for four years.  After two years you will be eligible for appeal.  Shadow you sentence starts on March the first and Gravity you sentence will begin on the eighth of March.  The police need to clear up as few things, such as writing up forms and sending off paperwork.  This is why your sentence starts later than your brother's.
This court is now adjourned."

*Author's Notes*

Once again, fourteen year old me took a lot of creative liberty concerning the courtroom scene.  Feel free to correct or criticise me.  Have fun.

Thursday, 10 November 2016

Awake Chapter Seven Looks of Death

Awake Chapter One Abandonment

Awake Chapter Two Dirt and Death

Awake Chapter Three Severing of a Tie

Awake Chapter Four Blood of Innocence

Awake Chapter Five Tears of Poison

Awake Chapter Six Law Abiding Citizen

Gravity and Shadow were sitting in a bare room, with their hands in metal cuffs behind them.  The room was virtually empty.  Behind the siblings stood two armed guards.  Gravity and Shadow were separated from Mitch and Sarah by a layer of glass, behind the two police officers was a one way mirror.  "Ok, you know why you're in here.  Just make it easy and confess."

Shadow smiled softly to himself.  "That line is straight out of a film.  Do you really expect me to tell you, how this happened? You're a very naive, young man."

Mitch looked down, reproachfully.  Shadow smiled more openly this time; he knew he was gaining control.  "So you know how we did the crime, but you don't know why or how we did it.  That's very interesting."

"You're right about that.  We don't know why you did it, but for at least one murder we know how."

Shadow's face lost all of its colour and fear started to form behind his eyes.
"When we examined your last victim, we noticed that there were fingerprints on the man's neck and we have received an anonymous report that this man was strangled.  Anyway we have matched the fingerprints to your sister."

"Ok, that proves one case, what about the others? How do you intend to prove that we killed the other people? We covered our tracks very well."

"We are trying to help you.  You might have murdered people and yes there will be people pressing charges, but if we hear your side of the story then we can stop this." Sarah injected, emotionally.

Shadow just tossed the comment aside.  "That is the biggest load of crap, I have heard in a long time.  We're the bad guys, why would you want to help us?"

"Shadow, I think it would be alright." Gravity spoke for the first time.  She had been sitting quietly.  "We can always kill them afterwards." She whispered.

"You want to kill us.  Try.  We're behind bullet proof glass and there are cameras all over the place.  You won't be able to touch us."
"I can still look at you though." Gravity responded.  Sarah quickly signalled to a guard behind Shadow who rushed in and put a bag over Gravity's head, before dragging her out of the room.
****
Mitch smiled, as he knew he had just gained the upper hand over Shadow.  "So she kills by using her sight?"

Shadow shrugged.  "No point, denying it now.  Ok, now you know the how we did it, but still don't know why."

"We might not know your motive, but we know how you did it.  You could have possibly killed six people and we've found enough evidence to jail you for at least one murder."

"Fingerprints? Killing someone by looking at them? Testimonies? You call that evidence? What court would take the line "killing someone by looking at them" seriously," Shadow paused momentarily," hmm it seems that you just have enough evidence to jail us for one murder.  Even if you do get me or my sister to confess, which will never happen, you can't be sure that we're telling the truth."

"We can use lie detectors." Sarah said, quietly.

"Lie detectors can be sabotaged." Shadow smiled.  He knew he was in control now.

"We can always put you back onto the street."

Shadow's face gave nothing away.  "Go on then.  We've managed to survive for this long."

"That's the thing, isn't it? You've managed to survive a number of years with money you get from begging and I'm guessing that wouldn't be a lot."

"You guess correct, but I'm not telling you anything.  I do have the right to remain silent."
Mitch slowly ran his fingers through his hair.  It had been a long day and it was beginning to show.  "We're not getting anywhere with this.  The guard will escort you back to your cell.  Gravity and Bliss are in a separate cell.  We will talk again tomorrow." Shadow stood up and calmly walked out.

"Wow.  Now this is a tough day.  This kid is so cocky." Mitch sighed and slumped down into his chair.

"Don't worry about it, we'll get him eventually." Sarah said, hoping to reassure Mitch, but it did just the opposite.  

"I don't know.  The kid is right though.  I'm not sure if we even have enough evidence to bring them down for one crime.  These kids look like they're capable of a lot.  By the time we manage to get them in front of a jury, the witness could be dead or the fingerprints destroyed."

"Didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about something?"

"Oh yeah.  Sarah, I know we've only been going out for a weeks, but I believe that this is a good decision.  Do you want to move in with me?"

"Yeah sure.  Wow from the way you were talking, I thought you were going to propose."

"I haven't got a ring, but I do have the key to my apartment with me.  You can start moving in, as soon as we have finished with this case."
****
Knock.  Knock.  Knock.  The sound woke Shadow up.  A key started to turn in the lock and the door swung open.  Shadow pulled back the sheet; he had not been given any clothes to sleep in.  He had slept in his ordinary tattered jeans and t-shirt.  "Shadow.  Come with me.  I have someone who wants to meet you." He stood up and walked of the cell, closely followed by Mitch.  Shadow walked down a dimly lit corridor to a wooden door.  Inspector Crosby stood up beside him.  "In this room we have Lynn Moss.  She's a social worker.  We came to the decision that if somebody closer to your age talked to you, then you would become more cooperative."

"You sent a shrink to talk to me," Shadow exclaimed, incredulously, "I'm twenty years old I don't need a social worker.  I'm an adult.  Gravity is only thirteen; wouldn't she need the social worker?"

"Your sister is a killer; it would be safer if she was confined." Shadow smiled and looked at the policeman straight in the eye.  
"How do you know I can't kill?" Mitch said nothing and slowly walked away.

Thursday, 3 November 2016

Awake Chapter Six Law Abiding Citizen

Awake Chapter One Abandonment

Awake Chapter Two Dirt and Death

Awake Chapter Three Severing of a Tie

Awake Chapter Four Blood of Innocence

Awake Chapter Five Tears of Poison

Shadow was coming back from a dismal day of begging.  People were not so generous around here.  He had managed to "earn" close to nothing.  Nobody cared.  Shadow looked up and saw Gravity grappling with a stranger.  His walk turned into a despairing run.  "No! Don't! Stop!" He called, desperately.  He heard a dreadful sound of cracking and rolled his eyes.  Shadow went over to his sister.  "Come on.  We have to go now."

"Wait! Let me do it."

"No! We have to go now."

"I have to make them forget."

"There isn't time." Shadow walked off quickly, holding Gravity's hand.

"Stop them.  They're getting away." Someone shouted.  Shadow looked around and started to run.  "No, don't run so fast Shadow."

"Sorry sis, just hold on tight."

"Stop them." The voice shouted again.  Other members of the crowd looked around and saw the running siblings and quickly stepped in the way to stop them.  Shadow sharply dodged around them.  The crowd seemed not to notice and they carried on walking.  "What are you doing? They're getting away. Get after them." The same voice cried.

One of the crowd turned around.  "Why? They haven't done anything."

"Fine, I'll get them." The voice started running and then stopped.

"Damn it, where did they go?"

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes Mitch, take a look at this." Milton picked up a remote and flicked on the television.

"Breaking news.  Today at two fifteen in the afternoon, the body of a young man was discovered.  He had been found with a broken neck.  Our correspondent is there now."

"Thank you, yes indeed today a body of a young man, whose identity has so far been unconfirmed, was found in East London.  His death is now the sixth in what seems to be an unconnected murder spree.  A witness has come forward.  We have interviewed them, but they have wished to remain anonymous, so I'll read their testimony for them.  'I was just walking along, going by my day to day business, when I saw this young blonde girl, with her hand at this man's throat.  I think she was strangling him.  I'm not sure why.  I stepped forward to try and intervenem when I heard this horrible cracking sound and all life just drained out of the man.  Then an older boy came along and the two ran off.  It was a busy day and other members of the public stood in their way, trying to stop them, but then the most peculiar thing happened.  The public suddenly stood out of the offender's way and made no attempt to stop them.  I gave chase, but I lost sight of them and that is when I called the police,' the police have made a public appeal to anyone who might know any information about these murders.  If you know anything, which could be of use, then please contact your local polic officer anoymoulsy.  Back to you in the studio."

Mitch and Sarah got out of the car and walked up to the crime scene. Inspector Crosby walked over to a man in a white coat.  "What have you found?"

"We have definitely confirmed that there are some faint fingerprints on the man's neck.  I've sent them off for analysis.  We will be able to have identification of the attack in a few weeks time."

"You can identify someone through their fingerprints?" Sarah asked.

The man nodded.  "Yes, people's fingerprints don't change throughout their lifetime; all we have to do is compare the current ones, to the ones on the person's birth certificate."

Sarah turned to her superior.  "Ok, well at least we can finally find out who our mystery attacker is."

A few weeks later, Mitch was sitting at his desk with a brown envelope which contained the identity of his mystery killer .  He had already read it and was now inspecting a WANTED poster, which had been designed to help apprehend the murderer.  Sarah walked into his office.  "So have you read it then?"

Mitch nodded.  "I can't believe the killer is a teenager.  I can't believe it's a female teenager.  If the killer was an adult I would be able to understand it, but not someone this young.  What could have motivated a teenager to kill all of these people? Why would someone of this age kill? Where would be the profit in it?"

"Let me remind you, that you shouldn't underestimate what young people are capable off," Sarah decided it would be better, if she changed the subject, "is that the WANTED poster there?"

"Yes.  We believe we have constructed an accurate depiction of what we think she would look like now.  The only photograph we found was one taken of her when she was a baby.  Milton has ordered a full scale investigation to try and find out more about her.  I'll get a full report in two days time."

Two days later, Mitch was sitting by his desk, with a brown envelope in front of him.  Sarah walked in and sat down.  "Is that the report?"

Mitch nodded.  "We haven't been able to find out much.  We've checked all attendance reports of all local schools and nurseries around the area where she would've grown up and we haven't found anything.  She can't have gone to school, otherwise we'll know about it.  At least we know her name.  She was born and raised for four years somewhere in Kent.  After her fourth birthday we've lost track of her.  She has an older brother.  Her mother is dead and her father works in the medical industry.  That's all we've got.  We can't find a trace of her or her brother."

"I don't know what you're so worried about.  You've found out loads of important information.  Ok so you can't find her or her brother, you're just going to have to accept that.  Her mother is dead  Who does that leave? Her father.  If you can find him, he might know where his children are.  You see, you've discovered a lot."

"No I haven't; I could be describing any girl in the world.  The only thing that makes her stand out is her parents.  Other than that she could be anybody."

"I still think we found out a lot.  Ok, let's just say she didn't go to school, but why would her parents not send her to school-"

"Maybe, because her mum is dead."

"Let's say she's alive.  Why wouldn't they send her to school? Maybe their child could have some deformity that their parents would be so embarrassed about, that they wouldn't want people to see their child.  In fear of being laughed at.  It's certainly a horrible thing to consider, but it's definitely possible." Sarah deduced.

"That's a good theory.  What sort of deformity do you think it could be?" Mitch asked, curiously.

"That's hard to say, maybe it's a physical or some type of mental pronlem."

"I've had a theory that the killer mighr be a homeless person, because they feel that everybody has abandoned them.  I've told it to Milton, but do you think it makes sense? Maybe our two theories could be connected in some way."

Sarah nodded.  "It certainly makes sense.  It's possible that this homeless person was abandoned by their parents, because of a deformity and this has left them feeling angry and resentful."

"Good work.  Let's try and stick these posters up.  Then later I have something I want to say to you."

Gravity and Shadow were hiding in an alleyway, listening to the police sirens driving by.  "I still can't believe you would be as obvious as that.  We're going to get caught."

"We are, if we stay like this.  Let's go." Gravity put one hand on the wall and pulled herself up.  Shadow grabbed onto her other hand and he led her out of the alley.  Luckily it was a rainy day and there were not many people around.  If somebody spottred the siblings, then they would be done for.  "Oh my god." Shadow said, quietly as he went over to a lamppost.  "Oh my god.  The police have got WANTED posters of us up.  We've got to get out of here." The siblings turned to run away.

“Well hello kids, didn’t expect to see you again.” Shadow turned around and saw Consultant Gideon Jones standing in front of them.  “Oh my god.  Run.  Sis, you know what to do.” Gideon smiled and took Gravity’s arm and bent it around her back.  “I’ll give you a minute to run.  Then I’ll call the police.” Gideon let go of her and saw the teenagers run off.

Shadow looked behind him and thought about the familiar old man who had let them go.  Suddenly the world span and Shadow found himself on his front, with his hands behind him and hearing the clink of metal.  He saw Gravity next to him and Bliss being muzzled and leashed.  They had run straight into the police and then the police picked them up and threw them, into the back of a police van.  Shadow felt himself crash down onto a mattress.  After a short ride he was picked up and firmly placed onto his feet, he was pushed into an interrogation chamber and watched his sister being dragged away from him.

Shadow looked around the chamber and did not see much.  He was sitting on a metal chair.  The room was completely bricked up, so without any natural light Shadow lost track of time.  After what could have been days or just mere minutes, the barred door opened and Sarah walked in, with Gravity behind her, who was handcuffed and had a piece of tape over her mouth.  “What have you done to my sister?” Shadow said, defensively.  “You don’t need to gag her, she’s a thirteen year old girl, she can’t harm anyone.”

“Oh, I completely disagree; this girl is responsible for killing up to six people.  We can’t take any chances.  Now you and your sister have to come with us, for some questioning.”

“Where’s our dog? Where’s Bliss?”

“Your dog is being detained.  It hasn’t been hurt.”

“Let us see her.”

“We can’t allow that.”

“Let us see her, and I promise you we’ll be more cooperative.”

“Alright, fine I’ll have it brought to you and then we will conduct our questioning here.” Sarah brought Gravity into the chamber and handcuffed her to the bars.  She walked out of the room and locked the door.  Shadow listened as Sarah‘s footsteps became quieter and fainter.  “Gravity just stay where you are.  I’m coming over to you.” She heard steady footfalls, until they suddenly ceased and she guessed that her brother was in front of her.  Her mouth started to sting, as the tape was ripped off.  “Right, we have to get out of here.  Once that policewoman comes back, I’ll charge at her.” Slowly the sound of clunking heels on the stone floor, grew louder and louder.  Mitch took his keys out and then, there was the sound of a key turning in a lock.  The door slowly creaked open; Shadow charged forward.  Mitch and Sarah simply stepped to one side and stuck a leg out.  Shadow crashed to the floor.  “Nice try kid.  Come on, up we go.”

*Author's Notes*

Please once again excuse my fourteen year old self who took perhaps too much creative liberty when it came to police procedure.