The Beginning, The Middle and The End (COMPLETE)

Chapter Twenty-Five (FINALE)

"This just in, three new murder cases have been reported all over town. Three unfortunate young adults were found slashed and slaughtered, at the nearby woods.  By the names of Brendan Dolan, Tinsley Smith and Chris Davidson."  

"There are no possible leads but police and investigators have thought of a possible responsible. Natalie Ouellette, who managed to, brutally, murder her parents and had an attempted death for younger brother, Lucas, four years ago."

The newswoman spoke. "Along with two other security guards, who were found, stabbed to death at Collinson Hospital. The killer is still on the loose and police are still trying to hunt her down. These are very dark times and police urge families to stay in their houses, at dawn. The clock-eyed murderer's story included a seventeen year old boy, who had murdered his father. And tried to distract the focus of the case, by setting fire to Colourado's nearby bush forests.

And it is possible that both murderers are still alive, after all this time. 

But please, if you know anything about these cases, please immediately report to the local police. Thank you."

. . . 

The wind stroked Clockwork's long dark hair as she trudged through the cold winter. Winter had already begun and the killer had found herself, wearing this pathetic jacket more than often. But she guessed couldn't complain. It was quite cold. 

At times, the person would switch from Natalie to Clockwork, Clockwork to Natalie. Her spirit wasn't free and it caused a strain between the two of them. Even if they shared the same body.

Most of the time, it was Natalie who felt remorse for the murders. But it was usually Clockwork, who most people feared.  And if it wasn't for her, her murderous spiritual twin could've killed Lucas.

 It had been almost two months and today, was her birthday. November 6th. Of course, she had absolutely no one to celebrate it with. It had been four long years and the teenager was now a young woman in her early twenties. Mary Beth and David were dead. 

But Natalie knew they deserved it. She wasn't exactly blaming them, but Clockwork's bitter state made her. She was just, secretly happy that Lucas was living a better life.  While she was living a long life of crime.

He deserved to live. 

"My god, where the hell am I even going? I need to get out of this shithole.." Clockwork hissed, taking a path through the cold forest breeze. 

The long tall figured of the forest trees stood at a high height. They towered over her and their leaves danced along with the gentle wind, It seriously sucked not having an actual place to stay, especially when she absolutely dispised Winter. But these were one of the pros and cons of being a murderer.

Tick, Tock...Tick, Tock...Tick, Tock...

Clockwork slightly hummed the tune of her twisted song. It was the only way she could turn her mind away from boredom. Having a winter walk in the woods, was quite relaxing, but even so, the chilly weather wasn't exactly very nice to her. She pulled her furry hood over her head and kept her eyes fixed on the path ahead of her.

She was never an expert when it came to navigating. And it annoyed the living shit out of her. 

She slightly shivered from the lingering cold, but continued her quickened pace. She sighed and carried her gaze up at the moon. The beautiful great ball of shimmering white seemed to glow in the dark. Almost if it was stealing the show. It was then, that she felt the pit of her stomach drop. She didn't know why, but she was compelled to turn around.