Serial profiler Legion - Slicing Need

Chapter 1

•book one•

         •intro•

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Kara Dawson trembled as she watched her father take another woman into the barn behind the cabin. The screams would start soon. Then pleading and begging. She leaned against the wall to the side of the house and slid down, putting her arms over her legs. Hugging herself. Kara wished she was brave enough to try again and stop her father, but after the only time she tried to save a woman from him, she didn't know if she had the courage to try, only to fail again.
Three years ago, Kara had been 11. Just over a year after her mother had been killed by a drunk driver. Her father had taken her out of school and moved to a little cabin in the middle if nowhere. Kara had been so sad and missing her mother so much but her father didn't seem to care. He started locking himself in the garage and disappearing on her. Scare and alone she snuck into the garage while her father was away, even though he told her many of time never to go in. She found a woman gagged and tied to a table naked, bleeding from multiple cuts in her body.
Kara had screamed and ran to the woman tugging the gag out of her mouth. The woman started begging Kara to hurry to let her go. Kara tried so hard to untie the knots quickly. They were tied so tight that her fingers were bleeding by time she got them loose. The woman pulled Kara with her to the door to the garage, but her father was in the doorway. Kara paled at the look of fury on her fathers face as he glared at her.
"Kara, i told you Never to come into the garage. You disobeyed me and then tried to free this damned whore." He yelled at her, grabbing her roughly by the arm and jerking her to him.
He turned towards the woman and punched her so hard to the floor, the woman passed out and Kara swore she heard bone crack. She screamed and tried to pull away from her father. He turned back to her and smacked her face hard. Kara fell to the floor holding her burning cheek, sobbing.
"Daddy, why are you doing this?! Please Stop!" Kara cried out to him.
His furious glare turned hateful as he went to the woman laying on the ground.
"She is a whore, Kara, she causes peoples deaths, just like the drunk that killed your mother. I'm ridding the world of their diseases and addictions."
He lifted the woman up and tied her back to the table. He walked to Kara, grabbed her roughly by the arm and pulled her to a nearby chair, then force her to sit. Kara was so terrified and confused as to why her father was being like this. He and her mother had always been so kind and fun. Full of smiles and laughter. This was not her father. This man was crazed with hate and fury.
She sobbed as her father grabbed rope and tied her to the chair. He knelt down to her level and stared at her tear stained face. Pushing a piece of her hair off her cheek, he whispered to her,
"My beautiful Kara, you look so much like your mother. You know i miss her too, that is why i must do this. I will inflict as much pain on this woman as she has to this world. She doesn't deserve your tears or help, Kara."
He stared at her a moment longer before standing up and looking down at her. A crazed look creeping into his eyes and calmly he told her,
"Now, you will sit here and watch. You will never again try to save one of these whores, Kara, or you will be on this table. Don't turn your head away little girl, or i shall make you watch every fucking whore I bring in. I mean it."
Kara sobbed at his threat. She didn't want this. She didn't want to watch as her father cut this woman or hear the woman scream from the pain. Kara begged her father,
" Daddy, please, let me go, I'm sorry, i won't do it again."
He smacked her sharply across the cheek again and yelled. "Silence, Kara!"
She sobbed from the pain and fear of her father. Why was he doing this, she thought. This is not my dad.
Her father walked to a table she hadn't noticed before and picked up a large knife. It glinted in the overhead light as he turned to the woman on the table. As he stood over her, the crazed look in his eyes shined brighter. He chuckled as the woman opened her eyes and screamed when she saw him over her. She struggled hard against the rough ropes, sobbing and begging for him to stop hurting her. Silent tears ran down Karas cheeks as she watched in horror as her father took the big knife to the woman's flesh. Then Kara had screamed, as the knife started at the woman'scollar bone and sliced down her chest to her belly button. Blood poured freely from the deep gash. She stared as it dripped down the woman's side onto the metal table, then onto the floor. Kara grew nauseous, but she told herself not look away. She didn't want to go through this again. The woman's screams turned hoarse as her father kept slicing her over and over.
By the time the screams had ended, Kara had no more tears. She just sat there, eyes glazed at the bloody mess that was left of the woman. Her fathers last cuts were so deep the woman had finely bled out. Kara was confused to why this had happened. Why her father believed he was getting rid the disease and addictions in this world by killing people. One thing she did know though, she couldn't sit through this again. It had killed something inside her.
That's why she sat here against the wall. Unable to do anything to stop what was about to begin. What if she failed, and he made her watch again or worst go through with his threat to put her on his table. Kara leaned her head against the wall and stared up at the evening sky. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and thought of life before her mother died.
Her beautiful mother. She had been an Italian native who met her father at his hospital. He was the head ER doctor when her mother had been brought in because of a minor car accident. They always told her that it was love at first sight for them. Within a year of meeting they had married and Karas mother got pregnant with her. They had been such a happy, loving, caring family. Until her mom had gone out to get something from the store one evening, and a drunk driver had hit her head on. The driver, she survived, but didn't get much more than a slap on the wrist. Yet, Kara had lost her mother, and had also lost her father. He was nothing like the man he once was. Kara sighed. She missed her mother so much. She would've known how to help her father, but Kara had been too young to understand how her father had been mentally deteriorating. Now, she thought it was too late.
Her father had killed 29 women since the night she found that woman. This new one would be 30. Kara opened her eyes and looked back up to the sky. 30 people to lose their lives to her father. Would she end up being on his table? Was that to be her end, death by her father? Maybe she should just attempt an escape and turn her father into the police. She didn't see how this with her father could ever end well for her. Kara took a deep breath. She wouldn't let him do this to anyone and herself anymore. She needed to be strong like her mother would have been.
Kara stood up, took an another deep breath and looked towards the barn. Her father will be busy for the next couple hours, so she would have time to plan. She took another deep breath and walked to the barn. She could do this. Even though he was her father, he had to be stopped. She had to try. She wouldn't let him kill another woman.
Kara peered into the crack of the door. Watching as her father set everything up for the new woman. Later in the night she would come back and save this woman. Her father will start drinking after he sliced her for a bit and then end up passed out for couple hours. Even though this woman will have to endure the slices he will make on her, Kara knew she would only have one shot of sneaking out, freeing the woman and having them both escape. God she hoped this worked because she didn't want to end up number 31