Damian Ducan: A Autobiography of a Victim Turned Villain

The First Encounter: Session One.

This is a transcript of the first interview with Damian Ducan. Words italicized are not in the original transcript, but added by Owen Price, a reporter for the WORLD-WIDE CRIMINAL WATCH (WWCW) for added depth. The following transcript is allowed for the public. Authorized by the FBI of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, and the WWCW. Any form of duplication or copy write is a felony and prosecutors will be punishable to the fullest extent of the law.

*click*

Reporter Price: "Hey, it's alright if I turn the recorder on now?"

Officer Kent: "Yes, Mr. Price. But before I let you see him, there's a question I need to ask."

Price: "Alrighty, Fire away officer Kent."

A pause.

Kent: "Why are you interviewing the most Notorious Crime Lord in the world?"

Price: "Well, I was tipped off that he isn't as bad as he seems."

Kent: *scoff* "Ya right. What do you need from him? He's a messed up, crazy, lunatic bastard, with a life sentence. I don't know why he isn't on death's row."

Note: Officer Kent is biased toward Damian Ducan. He most likely will cause problems for the interview if I had allowed him to stay.

Kent: "Anyways. Rules."

Another pause.

Price: "Well?"

Kent: "Don't go anywhere near him. Understand? You are to stay on the other side of that table. If you cross that line we might be dragging your dead body out."

Price: "Is that so, officer?"

Kent: "That's correct."

A glare.

Price: "Well Officer, is that all?"

Kent: "Yip, Besides you only have one hour."

Price: "Yes sir, that's what I asked for the first session."

Steps echo in the hall. There's a knock on the interviewing cell's door.

*knock knock*

Kent: "Ducan, we are coming in."

Silence

Kent, frustrated: "Damn criminal."

Door opens. Damian Ducan sits at the end of a metal table, legs crossed, and shoulders back. The room is made of metal, with a one-way window.

Prince: "Afternoon, Mr. Ducan."

Ducan: "Afternoon, is it? Time sure flies by when you're stuck in here."

Kent mutters: "Serves you right."

Price: "Mind if I sit?" Gestures to the chair in front of Ducan.

Ducan: "Not like I can stop you. Now anyways." A smirk. He looks up toward Officer Kent, and smiles. Officer Kent gets offended. Somehow.

Kent: "Keep your hands and eyes to yourself, Damian." mutters: "you creep."

*rattle* Of chains.

Ducan: "My hands are chained, See? I can't do anything. Officer." A smirk.

Kent: "I'm warning you. Don't give me any [...]."

Another smile from Damian.

Price: "Officer Kent. If you can not shut up for the time of the interview, then I will have to ask that you remove yourself."