Brook X GN Reader || I'm The Grim Reaper

Chapter 30

*TRIGGER WARNING FOR VIOLENCE*

     "I have a sinners mark, don't I, Scarlet?"

       Scarlet remained silent. "Yes or no?" She inhaled sharply. "Yes. You do have one...I don't know how you got it, Chase. I just see that you have one." He didn't say anything. "Chase?" He looked to the side. "...It's just disappointing... That the divine set of rules laid out for this world has deemed my actions sinful." He crossed his arms.

      "I've been wondering how you got the mark since we first met. The more I've gotten to know you...The more it makes sense. But at the same time... Doesn't. ....Maybe... You could enlighten me." She returned her eyes to him. "...Alright. I owe you the truth."

     Chase stood next to his mother. They stood in the one-way mirror at the man sitting by the interrogation table. He had a hat and overalls on, as well as boots. "Let me go in." "Absolutely not. It took two officers to get you back under control during the last incident. If you don't watch your temper, you're going to do something you regret." Another officer came inside the small room they were standing in. "...Chief. We can't get anything out of this guy. His plea remains the same."

     Pardon him for the murder of his wife, and he'll tell us where his kids are. We only have 40 minutes to decide or they're going to die." Veronica crossed her arms. "...This piece of shit is wasting all of our time. Playing this kind of game with his kids' lives, taking all of our recourses... We don't have time for this. Accept his plea-" There was the slamming of a door. Veronica turned to the direction of the sound, her son no longer standing next to her. "Chase?!"

      Chase stood in the room with a metal pole in his hand and shoved it into to door handle to stop it from being opened. He stepped towards the man and took in his posture and looks. His hands were in between his legs like he was sitting on them. He was sitting straight up. His boots and the legs of his pants were very muddy. He was looking down slightly. Chase narrowed his eyes, before sitting down across from the man. They were both silent for a while. "So ya gonna take my offer? Or let them die?" The man looked at Chase from below his hat, not moving his head.

     Chase closed his eyes, his arms crossed, before he put his hand out and one hand brushed through his hair. "We're not taking it, obviously." He put his hands down. "Your little game is completely fake. Kids like you watch too many horror flicks." "Shit-ass detective aren't ya. I've got decades on you. I ain't no 'kid.'" "You may not look like it, but you definitely have the mental age of a preteen. Putting a timer on the lives of your hostages is about the dumbest thing I've ever heard." Chase grinned, then shrugged.

       "And really, it takes a real genuine idiot to think that kind of plea would even work. Like we'd just let you walk out of here even if we agreed to that kind of plea deal... How do you think the law even works? Pathetic." "Yer big talking me. You wouldn't still be interrogatin' if you were just gonna arrest me."

     "Oh, I'm not interrogating you. I'm just stalling. The guys outside still believe your kids are off somewhere, minutes till death. I jammed the door for a reason, you know. I'm the only one who knows you're lying, so I'm just here to waste minutes until your theoretical timer is up." "Wha- yer the biggest idiot of them all! If they die it won't just be on me- it'll be on you too!"

      "Feel guilty over kids that don't exist? Yeah, I'll lose a lot of sleep over that." He pushed his chair out. "It's over. Give up. You killed your wife and this is your pathetic last-ditch attempt at escaping the consequences. Even I could have come up with a less cliché story. You're one of the stupidest criminals I've met thus far on the job. At least your incompetence made my day a bit easier."

       Chase could tell that he was pushing the mans buttons. He looked up, finally. "You're a fucking idiot. Those poor little girls... They had to see daddy cut mama's throat open, and even after that, they still trusted me... I didn't have to fight them, they just obediently followed me... Daddy is their whole world, after all. Even as I lowered them down, they didn't let out a single peep of resistance... Just imagine... Those two kids in the cold... waiting.... slowly realizing that daddy isn't coming back.."

       The open their mouths to scream, and nothing comes out... And as the last breath comes into their lungs... They realize the daddy they trusted more than anything really did want them dead, just like mommy... They're going to die, all because a shitty detective thinks he's sharp." Chase stood up, slamming his hands on the table. "Ah? When I put it like that, do you finally believe me? Are you ready to accept my offer?"

      Chase swiftly pulled out his gun, pointing it directly at the mans forehead. "No. You've told me everything I need to know." He looked at the man with great resentment before he fired. Blood splattered all over the wall behind the man and he fell off his chair and to the ground. Blood started to splatter on his face as Chase kept shooting.

     "Oof" - Graveweaver

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