His Darkness (A Psych Fanfiction)

Chapter 12

Brian sat me down on a chair. "You killed my boyfriend bastard!" He chuckled and sat down next to me after sitting Lassie's body on a chair across from me. "He isn't dead. He will wake up in a minute. I just gave him a shot of tranquilizer. I know you were in my house Shawn......I saw you on my cameras." I panicked. "Your a monster! How could you kill so many people!" He glared at me slamming his hand on the table. "How could your boyfriend kill the only pure thing in my life!" I looked at lassie to see that he was slowly coming back. "Wha-" I got up and hugged him. "I'm so happy your not dead!" Brian pointed a gun at me. "Sit down! This is going to go one of two ways! One, you be good and sit still and maybe just maybe you will survive." I gasped what about Lassie?! He looked at him. "Or you two do something stupid and you both end up dead!" Lassie glared at him. "What the hell do you want?! Why didn't you just kill me!" Brian chuckled. "Killing you now would be too easy.......I want you to suffer like my daughter did!" Lassie laughed. "You know what I did to her? First I tortured her......to the brink of insanity.......I raped her over and over again. Then I chopped her up into tiny pieces and enjoyed every minute of it." Brian lunged at him with his knife. "You bastard!" I quickly pushed Brian away. "Don't touch him!" He looked at me. "You are willing to protect him?! How are you not afraid of what he is Shawn!" I looked over at Lassie. "Because I love him........no matter what he will always be the love of my life. You are just as bad as him!" He snickered. "I have a reason for being the way I am.........I had a rough childhood. My mom was murdered in front of my brother and I when we were little. My brother......dexter and I were left in a pool of our mom's blood for three days before the police rescued us. Dexter was adopted.......lucky him meanwhile I was sent to an orphanage. I was always a messed up kid that nobody cared about. I started killing people for fun. I was a doctor in Miami before I moved to Santa Barbara." This man was crazy. I sort of felt bad for him. "Why did you move?" He looked at Lassie. "My brother wanted to kill me. I saw he had great potential but he only killed bad people. He is like me but he actually thinks he is doing good by killing the scum of the earth.......which sadly included me. So I had to leave." Lassie glared at him. "So now what? Are you going to kill us?" He smiled. "That was my intention but now I'm not so sure." My heart pounced in my chest. "What d-d-do you mean?" He played with his gun. "Well maybe we can team up? We have so much in common Carlton!" I shook my head. I couldn't let Lassie kill again. "No! He isn't like that anymore." Brian grabbed a knife and licked it's edge. "Well then I guess I have no use for you then!" Lassie quickly got up. "I'll do it! I will team up with you." I grabbed Lassie's arm. "Babe you cant!" He glared at me and I swear his eyes almost glowed red. "Shut up Shawn! Would you rather die?!" I shook my head. He had a point. Brian laughed. "Okay guys. Let me show you my basement. Where I keep my expierments." I cringed at the thought of all the bodies in there. "No! I've seen it......I don't want to see it again." Brian smirked. "Fine have it your way. You may stay here but don't touch anything.......if you do I will drain all your blood and spread your dismembered body all over Santa Barbara." I nervously shook my head. Lassie looked back at me. "I'll be back babe." He kissed my head sweetly and walked off with Brian.

Lassie's POV

Brian was amazing. He showed me his refrigerator room where he froze the bodies of the people he killed. I was starting to regret killing his daughter...........she would have been and excellent murderer following her daddy's footsteps. "So Brian how do you pick the perfect people to kill?" He smiled holding a jar with what seemed to be a heart inside. "Mostly prostitutes, I pick them up from the street and bring them here." I beamed at him. "That's amazing." He looked at me. "I must ask a question.....are you really in love with Shawn?" I blinked in surprise. "Why do you ask?" He walked to the other side of the basement. "I'm like you Carlton........so I know first hand that people like us don't have feelings. We block all emotions that's just how we were born." I sighed. "At first it was just Shawn who loved me. He confessed to loving me but I didn't feel the same way. Then he caught me doing something." Brian snickered. "Killing?" I laughed. "Something like that. So I told him I loved him so he wouldn't turn me in. He was infatuated with me so he didn't." He showed me his knife collection. "So you don't love him?" I sighed. Did I actually love him? Or was I just playing with his feelings.? No I knew I actually fell for him. "In the process I actually did fall in love with him. He is my all now......." He looked at me. "Are you sure it's love though? Like I said us serial killers don't have emotions that's what makes us such effective killers." I nodded. "I'm pretty sure it's love." Brian smirked. "So it would hurt you if he wound up dead?" I thought about it. "I'm actually not sure." He paced back and forth. "Then it is not true love. If it was you would have said yes without a second thought. You don't know what real love is.........Shawn is just your toy." I was left in a pool of confusion. Did I really love Shawn? Or was I confused by my own game. Would I even care if he was dead?

He continued giving me a tour. "Carlton.....I want you to know that even though I am still very pissed at you for what you did to my Aria that I am willing to let bygones be bygones........but if you cross me......all hell will break loose got it!" I nodded. "I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful freindship I am also very sorry for what I did to her. I really am." He smiled. "Don't worry I'm sure she is in a better place. Now what was Shawn saying about you not killing people?" I sighed. "He wanted me to stop doing what I do." Brian chuckled. "Poor him. He thinks people like us can change our ways. We are monsters and will always be monsters. We are the ones their parents warned them about........the monsters in their closets." I smirked. "That's right and nothing can change that." He led me out the door. "Come on your slave will wonder what's taking so long." I laughed. I was back to doing what I love. Killing and torturing. The world better watch out and lock their doors and windows because the Chopper is back with a new friend. We would take over Santa Barbara! The world was ours.