Chapter Two; The Masked Murderer

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Marshall's POV

     A low hum left my lips as I listened in on the guards conversation. There was a new comer, he sounded pretty brutal. Killed his mother and father by stabbing them 33 times in the chest. 66 stab wounds left in his own parents. Wowzers... I listened in more and heard that he had just turned eighteen two months ago and was completely silent and didn't even struggle when being arrested. That's pretty damn hardcore. This kids name was Brendon Ackles.
     It didn't occur to me that this kid might be my cell mate until I realized I was the only one with an open bunk left. Shit... Oh well. I was on the bed, staring up at the one above, sighing. I was a bit hungry, but they never fed us anything but crap anyway, so I just let it slide. Taking a deep breath I counted out loud in sixteenths because that was my favorite number. The number of people I killed, as well as the number engraved into their stomachs. Which brings me back to when everything was lovely in life.

Flashback


     "A mysterious person more commonly known as the masked murderer has striked again, leaving the victim hanging from their ceiling fan in the living room of the poor woman's two story house all bloodied and bruised. The Roman numeral five was scratched into her cheek with a knife as well as a sixteen on her stomach. Police still have no clue to where this person is, and if any of you know call this number..." I sighed, shutting off the TV. Looking down at the mask I had made myself so nobody would know my face at all. Ah, what a lovely kill that was. Tortured and hanged. I stood up and grinned back at the mask, picking it up and placing it into his hidden compartment behind all his coats in his closet. I sighed contently again, plopping down on my bed. I curled into the pillows and blankets bundled up next to me, my tabby cat Samantha following me up onto the bed.
     "Hello there, Sammy. Have a nice day by yourself?" I spoke at the feline and scratched behind her ears. A smile graced my lips as she began purring and cuddling up to me. She meowed softly at me and I let her crawl into my lap. Ah, what a life...

                     End Flashback

     I was so lost in thought I didn't even realize they had slid me a tray of food under the door. It was grilled cheese! Wow, I haven't had one of these since... Wait. Are they trying to give me a treat before killing me or something? Or... Wait... It's that fucking Brendon kid. Oh well, I get lonely in here anyway.
     A few minutes later my door swung open and there he was. My only thought was, "Damn, he's hot..."

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Chapter Two! Just so there is no confusion, this part is going on during what happens in the next chapter, which is Brendon's interrogation. Look forward to it! Anyway, tell me what you think!

~Faith

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