Murder On The Air

There's No Undoing What Is Done

Winter, nineteen hundred and eleven

"I'm getting a divorce."

Those words alone were enough to fill Alastor and his mother with a mixture of relief and dread.

Words that were enough to make Alastor inwardly snap. It took all of his effort not to lash out at his father.

"No, please, honey," she said. There was some part of her that wasn't ready to let him go. "We can fix things."

"I've dealt with you and...that kid long enough," he scoffed.

"But why now?" she asked.

"I should've done it much sooner," he replied. "Thanks to you two, my negative reputation is finally catching up to me. Officials came in, stole my animal trophies, and left me a notice. It said that I'd have to become single and work somewhere else to get my status back. My friends agree with that."

"Ah can't believe dis!" Loretta exclaimed. "You're leaving us because we're bruising your fragile ego?"

Louis lowered his eyes. "You wouldn't understand. I wanted to stay with you as long as I could," he replied. "You and your son's interest in sinful acts has given me all the more reason to leave. I'm taking all our hard-earned money with me!"

"Don't!" she cried. That was another reason why she didn't want him to break up with her.

"That's final," he said. He glared at Alastor. "The process will take a while, but soon, I won't appear to be associated with..."

A knife flew toward him and lodged into the wall next to his head. Loretta stood with her hands cupped over her mouth. Louis glared at Alastor and pulled it out. "Do that again and see what happens."

After he walked out of the house, Loretta and Alastor shared their concerns.

"He had every chance to be a good father," Alastor said. "Now he wants a divorce because of us. We didn't even do anything, it's not fair!"

"Ah know, son. A white man livin' with colored folk would led to rejection and more hate from others. He had to have known that it would eventually come."

Alastor went to his room and sadly sketched drawings of crocodiles and deer.

Fifteen year old Alastor had recently discovered his long lost cousin Clementine Duvalier. She was a black woman and also French Creole. He had discovered her by looking at a paper which showed Alastor's family tree.

Loretta warned Alastor that parts of her family had deranged members. She told him that she was heavily involved in dark Voodoo and sinister acts.

Alastor, being the rebel that he was, ignored Loretta's protests and traveled to Layfette to visit her.

They got along at first sight, sharing their interests. Both of them even shared their stories of their fathers abusing them. Then she did something that Alastor didn't see coming. She pressured Alastor to attend the Church of Sacrifice, a murderous cult.

"My father and brother are leaders of this Church," she said. "If we kill wayward sinful families, we'll be granted eternal life."

Alastor didn't want to be part of another sinister group, but at the same time, he didn't want to let her down.

While there, Clementine, Alastor, and the other members killed several families in in cold blood. Clementine showed Alastor her method of killing: buttering the heads of the victims with an ax. A father, mother, and five young children were gruesomely arranged on a bed, with the bloodied ax by the foot of the bed. There were buckets of drained blood in the room and a message from the Bible written in blood on the wall.