Supernatural Case Files

3 Dollar Ticket

Conclusion
2.4.5
Chapter 1

Trial Day:
He worked hard each day only to face this day today. His eagerness reflected through his every step, from the way he prepared his breakfast today to getting up prepared in his dress. His bread is perfectly and freshly baked with the tea cup golden with milk. Flowing wind with swinging leaves as his hair flowed brittle as he stood by the open window with a cup of tea in his grip.

His curious hazel-green eyes followed throughout the day. Leaving behind all those sore days for something so fresh.

With every second slipping his anxiety grew milder, The day had begun so was his trial throughout this time.

From every face that he faced on interrogation day, every harsh tear with the little truth disclosed, every statement printed, every flesh of those dead carcasses that were left unrecognized and skinned, Kayne, his greed grew even wilder. He preyed on many, either drugs or for those purposeless kills.

Attorney at step, magistrate that waits, jury on the place.

From days to nights, his hazel green eyes wandered. Waiting patiently for this day today, left to right when he walked, detail to detail from every face to a leaf, pen to write, and a baton for the job. Words being a mark of memory, from fainting and waking up in the hospital to standing with courage in the courtroom today.

Tyler sat all relaxed hearing the trial today, he glared at all the faces today, all the resembling faces so far, and everything that had his bitter memories attached. His patience was as thin as any silk thread, waiting for the sentence ahead.

Someday he always feared death but today death fears his presence. From letting down some silent tears to having a stare intense to fear.

Those intense hazel green eyes of his that have been through a lot up to now, Brian, Wynn, Umber, Zareena, Quinton, his parents, his family, Leon, Monty, Olivia, Noah, Quinton, and all those especially the team of people who lifted him, encouraged him. Even tho Umber is long gone. His chance for this lovely life blew away with ashes. His tears embraced those ashes and her sweetest smile.

Running harder with the days, harder than he ever could. His guts grew strong so was his intellect. He built up a path for this day.

Had his eyes straight with confidence in his way. His patience was little but his strength was enormous.

A cheerful young man looking polite and humble with whatever he put on today. Tyler smiled a little, The air conditioners turned on but his cheeks still felt the warmth of this swaying gentle breezes dancing around. He felt the truth and he felt it right.

His scared little soul in the gigantic room where he stood. He felt nothing but his shadow was too huge to know. With every broken scar and all the hurt that he endured, his shadow had the image of that all. The strength in his heart and his understanding in hardship. The staircase that he built for today, the staircase to lead this broken soul through.

His tears passed through all naturally but today those were his overflowing courage. He was warm when he represented his self. The revenge he politely wished for.

Kayne hit all those stones today. Prepared he entered with this outraging confidence. The solicitor from his side. The vast pool of people that he had gathered or influenced.