The Murder King (A First Draft)

September 22, 2010

        There once lived a girl.  Her name was Mary-Beth Dowley, and she had never done a bad thing in her life.  She was a virgin, she made decent grades, she was a devout Christian, and she almost never lied.  She was a model person.  Up until the day she died, that is.  Rumor has it, she died from an O.D.  And that she had had lesbian relations with a certain Melanie Stone, who had died the same night under the same conditions.  Miss Stone worked for the local newspaper.  And she had been working on a case that had gone unsolved for several years.  That case was had since become known as, “The Damien Case”.  She was getting close to solving it, so I had to finish her off.  Of course, I could be making all of this up.  Does any of that ring a bell for any of you? 

*** 

        I would be going after Mary-Beth and Joshua would take out Melanie.  It was only this way because I don’t think his conscience would allow him to kill someone so innocent.  So I would do it for him.  I would also ruin her “Goody Two-Shoes” reputation, because I'm bad like that.  I've been noticing Melanie following us around town, and we’ve all been extremely careful in our everyday maneuvers.  But she is at the point where she is becoming more of a threat than a nuisance.  Knowing that I would have to do something sooner or later, I let it slip that we would be attending a “party” from the hours of 9:00 to 12:00 P.M on September 22. 

        And she took the bait.  I'm really not sure where Mary-Beth plays in, but I was starting to think that maybe she was "involved" with Miss Stone. I had thought she was just as innocent as everyone else thought she was, but I know that some people get reputations they don't deserve.  Mary-Beth showed up at my "party", though, and there's really nothing that can be done about it.

*** 

        I started walking back from the store, with my bag of party supplies.  Melanie thought she was being stealthy, but she made all the novice mistakes.  She stepped on all of the trash, she was breathing too heavy, and she had someone following her.  Mary-Beth was much better.  It seemed like she had spent many hours honing this skill, probably so she could keep up her innocent reputation.  I walked, pretending that neither could see me.  As I rounded the corner, I texted Joshua and told him to play the CD I made earlier. 

        I was close enough to the house to vaguely hear the noises.  The CD consisted of lots of yelling drunk people and loud music.  I called Jack and told him to turn on the party lights.  Suddenly there were a lot of bright lights ahead.  I heard a gasp and I turned around.  I had to act surprised that I saw them.  "Ohh!  You guys coming to the party too?" I said with a gasp, "Why didn't you say anything!?  It would be a travesty for me to let you two girls walk alone at this time of night," at this point Melanie looked behind her and saw Mary-Beth, "Haven't you girls heard about the murders?  I would be so sad if anything were to happen to you," with these words, I grabbed both of their hands and led them to the house, blabbering on about the party, "Some of my friends are hosting and they invited me a few days ago.  Who invited you two?  Oh, never mind that!  Mary-Beth, I didn't know you went to these kinds of events.  I'm so happy you could join us," neither of them even had time to utter a word before we reached the house and I ushered them inside. 

        The second all three of us were in, the lights all went out and the sound died.  I turned around, smiled, and wrapped my hands around their necks.  It seems like they would take a while to suffocate, but they really don't.  After they are unconscious, I call Joshua into the room and tell him to help drag the girls.  I point out Melanie to him and he pulls out his pistols.  "No!" I yell at him, "We have to make it look like a double suicide!  I want to ruin this one's reputation while I kill them."  After a few minutes of plotting, I decide how I'll do it.  The two are laying in my "Sound Room" right now.  It is the only sound-proof room in the whole house.  Well, actually it is two rooms.  Each has a computer, a desk, and several chairs.  We hold all of our meetings in them.  And, when we are lucky enough to have guests, they go in there.  I call Jack into the kitchen and ask him to bring me enough medicine to overdose on.  A few minutes later he brings in two bottles of random prescription medicine and some funnels.  (I can't remember exactly what it was, but you can ask the coroner who did the autopsy.  He'll know.)  "Are you sure this is enough?" I question.  "Of course it is!" Jack's irritated reply echoes around the corner.  He's been sulking since I told him that Joshua and I would be the ones killing tonight. 

        I walk back into the Sound Room and toss a bottle of pills and a funnel to Josh.  I point at Melanie and he starts dragging her to the other room.  I walk up to Mary-Beth and slap her awake.  I can hear him doing the same with Melanie in the next room.  When she wakes up and sees me, the first thing she does is scream.  It is really high pitched and hurts my ears, so I stuff the funnel down her throat any smile my sick smile at her.  "I'm really tired today, so I'm going to get this over with, if you don't mind," her eyes are pleading with me as I popped the lid off of the bottle.  I looked her in the eyes and with absolute sincerity I whispered, "I am actually very sad about having to do this.  But I can't leave any witnesses..."  With those words, I poured the pills into the funnel.  They would take a while to come into effect, so I sat down and asked Mary-Beth her story.  She was extremely calm now that she knew there was no use fighting.  She started her story. 

        "When I was old enough to understand that people who do bad things don't do well in life, I decided I would be the nicest person I could be.  But it was hard, and people were stupid.  So I just pretended to be good.  I did bad things just like everyone else, but the difference was, I never got caught.  I practiced sneaking around and I kept knives in my room, hidden under the floorboards.  I had sex.  Lots of sex.  But after the sex, I knew I needed to keep my secret.  I would tell them to lay in bed and I would surprise them with some things they'd never experienced.  I would walk over to my stash, and grab one of my knives.  I would walk back over and give them the best blowjobs that they'd ever had.  In the middle of all of their ecstasy, I would stab them in the heart," at this point in her narration, I gasped aloud and said, "How many?"  She looked at me slyly and whispered, "12."  Surprise cut through me like a blade.  I punched her in the stomach and forced her gag reflex.  She threw up all over the floor and I counted the pills that came out.  "One, two, five, twelve, twenty, twenty-seven, thirty!" I screamed in jubilation.  "You're safe.  And now you're one of us." 

        I told Jack to fetch a girl that looked like Mary-Beth and kill her for us.  "It has to be an over dose.  I don't care what you do after.  And Josh, how'd it go with Melanie?"  A thumbs up was my reply.  "Mary here will be joining us.  Jack, she's off limits.  Mary, Josh and I are a couple," to prove this, I walked over and kissed Josh, right on the lips and whispered, "I love you."  Mary wasn't shocked in the least.  "Melanie told me that was probably what was going on between you two." 

*** 

        And so Mother Mary was allowed into our fold.  And she was already trained and tested, so one less thing I would have to worry about.