Killer Instincts 2 HER Turn

Did you know

I was in the locker when the phone rang and I answered it. I heard heavy breathing and then I heard my uncle's voice. "When I get my hands on you I will." I pulled out the frog horn and blew it. He screamed in pain. I can't express how happy I was. I am sure his ears are ringing. I waited till he could hear again or he switched the ear piece to the other ear. Before he could talk I said very calmly, "Listen you vile inbred miscreant. You have killed innocent people. Unlike you I am not going to implement any dark fantasies that I may or may not have just because you are a monster and I am a cop." The man on the other end apologized and gave the phone back to my uncle.

He growled and I interrupted him, "I want to cut you from your throat to your belly and feed you your own intestines. I want to throw you off a helicopter and watch you become a Denver omelet. I want to burn you alive. I want to shove you down a wood chipper. I want to feed you to sharks. I want to dangle you on your ankles and slit your throat and watch your blood drip to the floor. I want to watch you go into anaphylactic shock. I want to tie your limbs to four different trucks. Just so I can watch as your limbs get torn off as the trucks drive off in four different directions. I want to skin you alive and I want to feed you to dogs. I want to inject you with bleach. I want to inject air into your veins so you will have a heart attack. I want to tie weights on your legs and throw you into the sea. I want to introduce you to every piranha in the ocean. If you think you can threaten me then guess what I have been preparing for this meeting since you were thrown in jail. I fantasized about your screams. In dull moments your screams keep me sane. No matter what you do I will be one step ahead of you because I own you. Now hang up you pathetic meat sack" he stammered for a moment and he wished me a happy day before he hung up.

I turned around to see Van Pelt, the captain and a rookie staring at me. They were awed and afraid at the same time. Henry called to tell me that he is picking me up in five minutes. I thanked him and closed the door. I walked out of the locker room and managed a few feet before the captain asked me if I had plans. Van pelt said that I am not a booze hound. I am strictly no alcohol person. I don't even smoke. I wished them goodnight and hopped into the car. DD was away and I was bored. Henry took me to the gun range and I blew off some steam.

The next day when I arrived at the precinct Van Pelt and the captain asked me to file a complaint. I smiled, "I will do no such thing. I know he is a coward. If he tries anything I will introduce him to the business end of my side arm. He wants to live so he can keep killing. I am searching for his private stash. If I get that he is in deeper trouble than he is now. So I am going to turn a blind eye for now." The captain asked if I needed any sort of help. I told her that I can handle myself but Van Pelt insisted. The captain said that she is sending uniform cops to assist. I sat down to ask the captain if I had any assignments. She told me to make the Toy Maker my priority.

I walked out of the building and sat in my car. Van pelt and others followed me. When we got to the building. The others were surprised since the building was not mentioned in any official records. I smiled, "My uncle used to bring me here once a week. It was here that I saw him do horrific things. I kept calling nine one one till they had no choice but to listen to me.  But still they said I was imagining things so I snuck into his workshop and stole a bloody saw. I took it to the police station and the nice officer had to take me seriously since the blood matched five victims that had been missing for months. I asked for an apology and I got fifteen letters."

I found the key in a loose brick on the wall and opened the door. The others had their guns raised I walked in like it was the public library. The foyer had a small round table with a cracked vase shaped like a swan. A segment of its wings was on the floor. The floor had an inch of dust. As I walked forward I saw the corridor was blocked with a barrage of spiderwebs. The spiders had died out but their corpses held on to dear life. I used my pocket knife to cut the webs as I walked forward. I found the light switch and turned it on. It still looked like it did the last time I was here. The chairs were overturned. The table was smashed and there was a dent on the table. I remember dad grabbed uncle by his throat and banged him as hard as he could. I rubbed my finger on the indent and walked towards the bookshelf. I pulled out the book on the third row to the ground. I flipped the switch on the wall and waited till the coffee table lifted with a thud. I kicked the table out of my way. I lifted the carpet and pulled the trap door.

A flight of stairs appeared and I took a deep breath and started climbing down. To the naked eye there was a corridor leading to a single room. The door split down the middle. I saw a small box with a sign that had a faded drawing of what appears to be a lightning bolt and a wrench. I pulled the box out of the wall and laid it on the floor and found a few switches. I flipped the one painted red and the floor opened to show another flight of stairs. I used my torch as I went down to see a room dedicated to taxidermy. There were human remains and there were life size teddy bears that could fit a kid. I wanted to tar and feather my uncle. He stuffed children in these and sold quite a few. I felt someone was behind me and saw that the others were speechless.

The red head spoke, "I listened to your interview. You spoke of this place but no one believed you and they only focused on the ones in his house." My response was simple, "I am going to the prison and having my uncle tarred and feathered. I am going to use a nail gun to make him a permanent fixture on one of the beams." One of them said, "I think I will give you a hand. My uncle owns a hardware store." The others came back to life and called a forensics team to do a full sweep of the house. As always the apology tour began. The captain asked me if I had found what I was looking for and I said I will wait till the others are done. The chief asked me how bad things would be for him if this is exposed. I smiled, "He has a stash he used to blackmail people. If this goes away then he loses the ability to boss people around. He is back at square one." The captain said with a smile, "Your uncle complained saying you threatened to kill him. I said you simply responded to his death threats. He has threatened you in front of a judge. So you simply responded in kind. He said that you had been traumatizing him" I smiled, "Did he tell you about the letter he sent. He wrote it with blood.y mother was hospitalized for weeks. She has a weak heart. I sent him a box of snakes as revenge. That was the only thing that I did. If anything else had happened to him. It is possible that the family of his other victims did it." The chief gave me an 'I am proud of you look' and walked off.