THE DEVIL'S AWAKENING

MIKE

"In moments of pain, we seek revenge."

It would be a lie if I say that I am not angry.

It would be an understatement if I say that I am angry.

Honestly, I am livid. Fuming. Furious. Outraged.

I am a raging bull. I just went on a killing spree, killing animals and shooting birds in the nearby jungle. I know thats's illegal. But if I dont take my anger out on them , I would be killing humans right now. And howerer sickening the truth is, humans are too pathetic when it comes to losing their lives. Animals put up a better fight. Like they have that desire in them to not die without a fight. Unlike humans. They are cowards.

Well , except some people. The reason I am this angry is because , I lost. I am Mike fucking dextor. I have never lost any of the cases  that I have taken. Until today.

Till now , I was behind him for the sole reason of recognition and mainly because he seemed interesting. Now my one and only reason to find him is REVENGE. For my insult.

But my investigation till now has lead nowhere. We have sent undercover officers all over New York to find him. Houses and shops have been raided. To no avail.

That guy is completely covered and he uses a voice changer. He is also extremely tall. With this information, there is absolutely nothing I can conclude. 

We are back to square one. What stumps me is that the TSSA prides itself as the only organization that has full control over New York. No one can enter or exit here without being nooticed by the organization. So where is the guy hiding ?

One conclusion I have made is that he is not alone. He has someone. Someone who's got his back. Someone who's exceptionally smart.

We had reached the building early. The one thing that stopped us were the doors. The building which he had particularly chosen was a very modern one. It ran solely on technology. Even the doors were automated. It simply didn't let us in. Even the most certified and elite hackers had a hard time cracking the code. Its utterly suprising.

That's the only clue I have. But I have one more thing on my mind. Its not clear. It might as well be completely wrong. Just a hunch. But if this proves to be right, then I would have made a big leap in my investigation. All I have to do is wait. There is a very very tiny little similarity between all the victims which I am not very sure of. I have to wait for his next kill. 

After that I would really know if he was actually doing all this for fun or whether he had a very important reason behind all of this. 

Suddenly , one of the members of  the team barges into my office. This just made me more furious , if thats possible. This better be important or I won't hesitate to shoot him.

The guy said " Boss, we found a piece of paper in the crime scene. We suspect that it might be from the killer". Finally a clue. I reply sternly ," Keep that on my desk and do not, I repeat DO NOT barge into my office like that. Know your place. I am not your fucking friend. Now get out before I kill you ." He started trembling and ran out after muttering a tight lipped sorry.

Honestly, has it become the world's hobby to piss me off ?

Now for the note. It was crumbled a bit but readable all right. It went like this,

"Well , I am in a hurry Dextor so I am keeping this a bit short. 

FUCK YOU. 

I know who you are, the real you and I am coming for you. Count your days.
For now lets continue this charade of ours with you being the hero and me , the villain. My next victim is Alfred Davis. I know you know who he is. Good luck, you will need a lot of it.

I am sorry for insulting you. - NOT. Honestly that look on your face gave me all the confidence I needed for doing this. You looked like a  pathetic rat that lost its cheese. Well, I can't't argue with the fact that you look like a rat. That must be genes. But frankly , you looked hillarious. 

Lets see how this one goes. Go save Mr.Davis while you can. I will give you a headstart. I will go for him only after you start. I promise. And I may be a ruthless killer but I keep my promises. Always.

All the best, Dextor . See you.
                                                                                                          - Yours lovingly
                                                                                                             The human butcher."

Oh so you know who I am now, do you Mr.Butcher. Well lets see what good that does to you. You knowing my real identity only makes it more dangerous for you. 

The first time you challenged me, I used common sense. Hence I lost. 
Now I am driven by anger. Lets see how you win. 

Cause if you know about me, the real me, you must know about my anger very well.
I quickly called a few of my trusted acquaintances, to protect Alfred. I do as a matter of fact , know him.

Not that I care about him. But he holds important information and he is a coward. So when threatened he could easily give away the information, which could prove fatal to us. 

Now that he knows who I am , I am going to use all my powers to bring him down.

But before that , I call that guy who gave me that note. I asked him whether anyone else had opened the note before me. He replied slightly stuttering that no one even dared  to open it.

Ah it feels so good being feared. And I have that fire burning inside me to make that killer fear me. I love fear. I love control. I LOVE POWER.

I call my force, we grab our weapons and necessary equipments and head to Alfred's house.
My other men have already surrounded the house with snipers and someof them are hiding inside his house. I  stay next to Alfred while the TSSA soldiers guard outside. 

And from the note I could deduce that he was genuine about his promise. So if he does start after us, it would be impossible for him to enter this house and kill Alfred under my watch.

Lets see what your next move is, Mr. Butcher. I AM EXCITED .....