Huntress

chapter 9

Raven pov

I woke up and I just starred at the ceiling in a blank stare. What it life? Why am I here? Can I sneeze with my eyes open? Does Beyoncé really wake up that flawless? Yes. It had to be morning right? Wrong, it's barely midnight. I sigh deeply and look over at my twins. sleeping clinging to each other. I remember how that felt like.

*flashback*

"Daddy,'' I screamed in pure joy. I was six at the time and daddy just got me a new bike. It has pretty purple training wheels and a basket so I can put all my toys. There is also a horn that beeps like a car. At first it scared me but it so funny now.

'' How will you ever learn if you don't try?'' He questioned me with a sly smirk. He new I didn't have a choice about learning to ride a bike.

I sighed irritated of how calm he was acting. If I die I'm going to haunt him. I started to star at him and he stared back. I glared at him trying to blink, but a calm star soon turned to amusement. My eyes felt dry and I needed to blink, but I tried so hard to keep my eyes open. I could not handle it anymore so I blinked. " Fine,'' I said annoyed that I learning and even more annoyed that I lost.

He laughed and picked me about and held me close. We went to my room and he placed me on my bed. '' Solider,'' he said in a general's voice, '' We have a mission and I need you to learn a easy but tricky task are you up for the challenge?''

" Sir yes sir.'' I said puffing out my chest while flexing my nonexistent muscles.

''That's right. Solider what to we need for this task?'' I knew we where practicing safety for the bike riding.

" We need, a helmet, bandages,  knee and arm knee protectors,'' I said with confidence like a solider needs.

'' Arm knees?'' My dad questioned me trying to hide is laughter. " Do you mean elbows?"

" Sir yes sir,'' I said barely managing to hide my laughter.

We locked eyes and we burst out in hysterical laughter. I couldn't stay still so I fell off the bed and started laughing even harder. Tears came down my fathers face as he tried desperately to stop laughing. After a few minutes that felt like an eternity of happiness and joy we sobered up and he got my helmet and placed it on my head. I raised my chin slightly so he could buckle up my helmet. He scooped my up and carried me up toward the door. I hung from his neck and cuddle close to my dad. He set me down by my bike and he bended his knees to reach my level of height.

" Okay,'' he started of giving me a reassuring smile. " You get of the bike and leave on foot of the ground so you don't fall. Then with your other foot you peddle and push. After that push you out the foot that was the ground so you can more forwards. Got it,'' He finished.

I simply nodded a did as I was told. I followed the instructions and started off. The bike started to move in a shaky manner. This was cause of my arms so I steadied them. After that it was smooth sailing. I kept going screaming,'' I'm doing it. Look daddy I am riding a bike.'' I was so happy that I didn't realized I didn't know how to turn. I tried to and my arms started to shake again and I couldn't steady them. I was going out of control and I felt the bike falling to the side. I closed my eyes and prepared to fall. I felt something grabbed my shoulder.

''Dad,'' I said looking up at my dad.

'' Yeah baby girl,'' he said caring my up so I could hold on to my neck.

''Your my hero,'' I said getting tired and hungry. He pulled me closer and in that moment I knew nothing bad can happen to me if my dad was there by my side.

We reached the house and he carried me inside and he sat on the couch in the living room. I took off my helmet put it to the side and took a nap while holding my hero.

*flash back over*

I smiled at the memory but soon felt tears roll down my face. I had to remember that he is gone and I cant change that. I pulled out my laptop and searched the town. When I found it I searched for the local herald and for the murders. The victims were apparently dating and where getting involved in a risky manner in the woods. This happen a 15 minute walk away from my motel. The boy was Eric Waterson and the girl was Sariah black. Sariahs dying must be a trend. Okay turns out this if isn't the first death in this town to involving clowns. This doesn't have a pattern though. These deaths go back a hundred years.

Okay the first happened in the 1926. I clicked on the article titled; MAX WATERSON FOUND DEAD. Sound promising I thought. I skimmed through it and noticed word like gruesome, confetti, clown, horrid, and the basic like that. I skimmed until I found a suspects. 

 The list are suspects are long since the Waterson have no shortage of enemies. Police suspects that this is revenge for Bryan Roberts. Roberts was the local clown hired by the Waterson for there child entertament. One month later was found dead in the woods.

I took out my journal for hunt and wrote down the date of his death; 6-12-24.  I wrote down his name.

I searched the herald for his name. I found another title that sounded even more promising, LOCAL CLOWN MURDERED OR WAS SUICIDAL. I skimmed the first paragraph that stated how he was a good man and jazz. I found details on his death.

Bryan was found hung by a tree in his clowns suit. A mirror, knife, red nose, and confetti was found near him. Bryan himself had carved a smile into his face with his knife, his suit was soaked in blood making the white cotton red. His famous clown nose was on the ground where it might of slipped of his face due to the blood. The mirror has the name Bozo. A name given to his clown character was written in his own blood. It looks like suicide but some think its murder.  

I was dumb founded by the gruesome details. Bryan must be the ghost. The Waterson I understand why he is dead but what about Sariah? How does she fit in to this. I wrote down details and read the rest of the Waterson murders.

I made a list of signs that there linked. The murders happened on June 12 each time. The years didn't make a pattern at all. I look at the murders there where all the oldest and 18, all died of the same reason: suffocation. Rope burns where sometimes found on the victims body. That make sense but how does Sarah fit in.  She was 18 as well but her family doesn't fit in at all. All the deaths have been alone in the woods.

I looked at the news paper it stated that she was stabbed multiple times and bruised. She was found without a shirt or pants. Eric was missing his pants and shirt was well. They basically where only in there underwear.

This meant that Eric could have stabbed her because he was unstable or other reasons. Sarah death seems human and that is a different mystery that might get solved.

I shake my head at noticed that it was three in the morning and I'm tired. I shut my laptop and drift of to sleep. I will need my rest for tomorrow.