An apartment in New Orleans. June 17, 2014, 5:48 p.m.
Third Person POV
Luke and Chase have brought another body to Gabriel who is only partially happy about it. His father should take the blame for being the happiest of the two parts of him.
"You should let me kill her this time son." Gabriel says with his father's voice.
"Go ahead, I was better off just watching." Gabriel replies not in his father's voice.
The part of Gabriel that is his father smiled and grabbed the knife off of the small metal cart that stood near the girl.
"Please... Don't, I haven't done anything wrong! I don't wanna die..." Hannah Young says as she starts crying.
"I'm sorry but I can't help what he wants." Gabriel says in his own voice. "Shut up you stupid child." Gabriel adds in his father's voice. At this Hannah starts crying harder because she knew she was going to die.
Gabriel then stabs Hannah and she gasps, coughing up blood. He continues to stab her until the deed is done and then he washes the blood off of his already shaking hands.
"How dare you tell her you were sorry."
"I'm sorry, but I'm not exactly like you, I have different reasons for killing people. She was an atheist, father, I was telling her sorry that she had to go to hell."
"Oh of course you were, son, you just say sorry to all your victims, eh?"
"No, not all of them, only the pure atheists. The ones that grew up in a family of atheists."
"You really are a stupid child."
"I'm not a child, I'm a fully grown adult."
"Yes, yes I know but you'll always be my little serial killer."
Gabriel sighs, the part of him that was his father was much more crazy than the rest of him.
"Make it stop." Gabriel groans as he slowly sits down on the ground.
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Somewhere in the swamp outside of New Orleans. June 17, 2014, 9:48 p.m.
Third Person POV
Clare sat in the cellar that she had been in for awhile now. She couldn't help but cry softly at the loss of another girl her age. She knew that it was inevitable that she would die. Just then the cellar door opened and she looked up at the fading light of the sun and cried harder.
"Get up." Luke says but Clare doesn't oblige. "Get the fuck up you stupid little bitch." He adds while stooping down and grabbing her by the arm.
"Let me go!" Clare yells at Luke who chuckles lightly at the girls feeble attempts at stopping her imitate death.
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An apartment in New Orleans. June 17, 2014, 10:02 p.m.
Third Person POV
Chase knocks on Gabriel's apartment door with a quick glance at Luke who was holding Clare up. The door opens and there is a groan heard from the owner of the apartment.
"What?" Chase asks while pushing the door open in order to let himself and Luke in.
"Nothing, I'm just tired." Gabriel replies with a sigh as his partners place Clare in the correct spot in his apartment.
"Be quick, I think the cops are looking for us." Luke says and Gabriel nods. He knew what prison was like and the beast inside was ready to kill, his father was ready to kill again.
"Ok, but you might want to leave, once he starts he can't stop." Gabriel says and Luke and Chase leave with looks of question.
"What to do with you?" Gabriel asks just as Clare starts to wake up. Be quick, father, be quick.
Then Gabriel grabs a knife and slits Clare's throat. Clare gasps for air but slowly dies in a puddle of her own blood.
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Kidnapped (Book 1)
Mystery / ThrillerBook One of the Kidnapped series. He smiled as she sobbed out into the darkness. She would die and he would not pay for it. She would die and he wouldn't feel sorry about it. Mary Katrine Carley Stone Hannah Young Clare Thomas Louis Marks Kevin Car...
