Chapter 1

ANGEL OF DOOM

The apartment on the upper east side of Manhattan looked like a war zone, the place looked like it got hit by a tornado, but there was that distinctive smell of every crime scene, the stench and smell of death, the smell of blood, fear and horror, and that was exactly what hit Detective Mark Calaway on the nose the minute he walked in the apartment. But this was heaven for him, since he himself had faced death itself many times.

As he walked into to the bedroom, he could see blood splattered all over the walls and even on the ceiling, this was a scene so gruesome, that Det. Calaway felt sick to his stomach, with all his years on the job he was not prepared to face such evil.

The bodies of the victims, three women in their late teens, sleek, slender and full of youth and beauty, gone forever. The victims had been skinned off. Their skin removed with surgical precision and then split open from their genitals to their chin. It looked like the devil himself put his signature on the faces of the three girls. They looked as if the pain had been unbearable, and apparently it had been indeed, since they were now dead.

Mark looked for clues as his baffled mind tried to understand what kind of human being could do such a thing like this one. As he was inspecting the scene the police commissioner , Patrick Patterson, walked in.

"Who's the primary on this case? Is it related to the skin murders?" the commissioner asked. "Hello boss, yes they are related , that son of a bitch, has done it again and is laughing at us right now" Mark replied. The commissioner looked up at Mark and said "I want this guy taken alive Mark. We know your unorthodox methods, and i would like to get this suspect alive, so he can be interrogated". Mark looked down at him and said "Don't worry Chief, I'll get him, and don't worry I'm not gonna kill 'im, yet" Twisting his lips and cursing the commissioner walked out as Mark stood there thinking that he bitten on more that he could chew. This was going to be hard, very very hard, but he knew where to look, who to ask, who to push. He have been a detective for a long time, this was old school to him. Since murder, chaos, and everything that was evil and bad and wrong was done on his battle ground, and this battle ground was his backyard.

As he walked down the obscure and scary alley behind the apartment building where the girls where found murdered, he heard a noise at his back, he tried to turn but it was late too late. The piece of lead pipe was descending on the back of his head and then everything turned dark. As he fell to the ground he could hear a voice behind him telling him, "You dumb bastard, I owe you Mark, you are mine, for you carry evil in your blood and you don't even know it. You belong to us, you always have. This is your home and we are your family."

Mark was in so much pain that he passed out in the middle of the alley, he heard the voices of the police on the background but it was too late, and everything went black, for he was already

unconscious. Chapter 2

Tangett Killafew

Where is the loud locomotive that I hear coming from? Why am I feeling so dizzy? When did I go blind? All the questions come to mind as I begin to open my eyes and remember the shot to what seemed like the back of my head. I reach for the back of my head and find a bandage. Though it is moist I am glad that I can still feel. As my eyes come to focus the first thing I see are the two EMTs sitting across from me and some medical equipment. They are engrossed in some paper work when I hear a familiar voice.

"Hey welcome back sir". I look and notice the junior detective Isaac Kane. He's almost as tall as me, has good instincts and he's pretty good for a rookie that just got his detective's badge. The commish decided to punish me by giving me a coat tail. I usually lose them or send them on fools errands so that I can get to work my style. I doubt he would appreciate my methods for getting to the truth, but for a rare moment I am glad he followed me.

"so Isaac did you get the coffee and the license plate of the truck that hit me?"

"Uhm, no sir. From what I have put together though, whoever struck you was waiting for you to make your way around the back. The perp must have been watching everything from nearby. I have some of the officers canvassing the area for clues right now. When I got here I was told you had stepped out and were making your way around the back. Now when I got here I found you laying in a small pool of blood. I quickly called for the EMTs to make their way around the back. They came and took care of your wound and now here we are, but its been about 45 minutes since I found you. I doubt the perp is still around."

With his words still ringing in my ears, a smile comes over my face because who ever did this is still around and I am sure is watching from a roof top or an apartment nearby. What was it they said?? "you belong to us, we are family, we share blood." No I am sure that who ever attacked me is nearby and with those words, now I know that there is more than one. That would explain how the perp manages to get away so quickly.

I sit up and motion for Isaac to give me a hand as I get out of the ambulance, with the paramedics complaining that I should get to the hospital to get fully checked out. I turn and look at them and say "You shouldn't worry about me, I'll be okay. But call your buddies back at your base. Tell them that you have a new office pool for them. One that they will love. The skin killer, will he make it to the hospital or the morgue? That's the pool. Cause when I catch up to him/her they are going to pay in full for the blood they have collected from me and the innocent girls that they have killed to date."

I turn and walk away from them."Isaac go back to the precinct and get me the whole file on every girl in the skin killer case. Everything from their home addresses to their schools, if any, they attended, where they worked and who their parents are. If you have to do an in depth search then do so. I don't care if you have to find out their undergarments sizes. Do I make myself clear?"

I make my way to my bike, trying to shake off the dizziness so that I can make my way to Raven's Bar to see if my friend is there and see if anything has been spreading thru the darkness of this city. My city that I have sworn to protect.

Chapter 3

Lady B

Several men were standing on the rooftop across the street and watching the EMT's work on Mark. One of them had a smirk on his face as he thought to himself "Soon you will be with us".

Mark felt as if someone were watching him. He looked around as he positioned himself on his bike, trying to look inconspicuous. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary he shook it off, adjusted his shades and took off on his bike.

He reached Raven's Bar several minutes later. He parked the bike and dismounted. He shrugged his long trench coat onto his shoulders and made sure it was on just right. He shook his head still trying to clear the cobwebs before he entered the bar.

"Hey Buddy. Long time no see" Raven said as Mark came over to the bar and sat in his favorite stool facing the door. Mark shook hands with Raven. "The usual?" Raven asked. "Yeah, but make it a double" Mark replied. Raven went over to fix Mark a double Jack Daniels on the rocks. Mark surveyed the bar and found that Paul Bearer, the owner of the bar, was sitting in the back eating a huge plate of spaghetti and meatballs and washing it down with a cheap bottle of red wine.

Raven placed the glass in front of Mark and Mark asked him if he had seen or heard anything new lately. "The word out in the streets is that several more girls are going to be kicking the bucket before this is over" Raven replied. "Got any names for me as to who is spreading this gossip?" Mark asked. "Can't say for sure, but I would check with a guy they call Scotty Too Hotty who hangs out on the corner of 181st and Amsterdam. Word out there is that if anyone knows anything about anything it's him" Raven replied as he stepped away to take care of another customer who had just entered and sat down at the bar.

Mark downed the rest of his drink and slapped a ten dollar bill on the bar as he got off of his perch on the stool and headed towards the back where Paul was sitting.

Upon seeing Mark heading towards him, Paul put his fork down and became highly agitated. As Mark came closer to him, Paul wiped his mouth and put his fork down as he attempted to stand up. "Deadman, what brings you to my establishment?" he asked in a very frightened, squeaky voice. "Just came in to check on my favorite bar owner and see if he had any news for me on the freaks that are killing these girls" Mark said as he stood in front of Paul with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Mark, you know that if I knew anything, I would call you up right away and let you know" Paul said as he looked around very scared making his jowls wiggle back and forth. "I hope that's true" Mark said as he took a step closer to Paul and, putting his hands on the table, looked at Paul over the edge of his yellow shades. "Deadman, you know I would never hold back on you" Paul said as he flinched and tried to bring his shaking body closer to the back of the seat cushion. "If I find out that you have been holding out on me, I'll come back and you know it won't be pretty" Mark hissed as he straightened up and walked towards the front of the bar and out the door.

Paul waited until Mark was outside before he started mumbling under his breath. "Who the hell does he think he is coming into my establishment and threatening me?" and other such sentences. Once again when Mark stepped outside he felt as if someone were watching him. His cell phone rang at that moment. Mark pulled it out of his trench pocket and answered. "Yeah" he said into the mouthpiece. "It's Kane. I got that info that you requested. Should I bring it over to your place?" "Yeah, meet me at my place in 15 minutes" he said as he hung up.

He still had that strange feeling that he was being watched but not letting on that he knew, he once again mounted his bike and headed in the direction of his house. Several minutes after Mark left a car pulled out of the bar parking lot with no lights on intent on following Mark to his destination.

Chapter 4

Angel of Doom

Mark knew just by instinct that he was been followed. He just knew it. It was like a sixth sense that he had and now looking through his rearview mirror he could see the car approaching with no lights on and at full speed. The driver mumbled something as he knew he had just been discovered by Mark.

Mark sped up looking for a place where to stop and hold his ground, as he crossed the George Washington Bridge, he saw the exit to Fort Lee, New Jersey and he took it. The car following him stopped at the end of the exit looking for Mark, but years of experienced motorcycle driving had made him one bonafide driver. The driver looked up to the bridge and saw Mark smiling at him from the other side of the bridge like saying 'sorry pal but I beat you'. He put the cycle in gear and went on his way for he had a date with a guy named Scotty Too Hotty at 181st. St. and he was not going to miss it.

As he turned the corner of Amsterdam Ave. and 181st. St, he saw two characters standing on the corner of 181st. St., "Hey dude, you're the deadman right", Mark gave the guy the once over, checking him out from head to toe and could not help but to smile when he saw the guys attire and hair do which he thought it was pretty cool and original, and smiled again. "So I hear you got some 411 that i can use", Mark said to the little guy as his eyes scanned over to check out the guys companion. She was a tall woman dressed in black, with piercing yellow eyes and strong facial features. Her face looked like a felines. No wonder her name was Lady Cat, "Scottie don't say anything that could get us kill" she said. "Arrg! shut up Lady Cat. I know what I'm doing" Scottie answered her. Lady Cat rolled over her eyes in a silent signal to Scottie but it was to late he was spilling his guts out to Detective Calaway.

After Detective Calaway went on his way, Scottie Too Hotty turned to Lady Cat and said to her: "Hey guess what?", "What?" she said." There is a party at Too Sexay's new apartment at 59th St, overlooking Central Park, and we are invited" he continued. "I don't know" Lady Cat answered "I've got this funny feeling". "This is what will do" Scottie said. "We'll take the train to 110th St. and then we can walk through the Park. It's a beautiful night. They got of the train at110th St. as planned and started walking into the park.

Unbeknownst to them there was a pair of red bloodshot eyes looking at them from the darkness. Evil eyes . . . eyes of death. Scottie didn't even knew what hit him. He was unconscious and bleeding from the head. Everything happened so quickly that Lady Cat never had a chance to scream. She was too scared to even open her mouth. And then she saw the eyes in the darkness, staring at her, piercing her skin almost. She lost consciousness and everything turned black and dark and she could smell death approaching. Death was near and she knew it.

Chapter 5

Tangett Killafew

Lady Cat stirs and quickly remembers Scotty. She screams but the only response she gets comes from the echoes around her. She gets to her feet and quickly realizes that she has no shoes. Her hand goes to her breast out of sheer panic and finds no clothing there either. She is totally naked and cold. She screams into the darkness, "WHAT KIND OF TWISTED ANIMAL ARE YOU?" she begins to cry...she feels around in the darkness checking her surroundings and finds nothing but an empty room. Thinking to herself 'oh god where am I, I told Scotty I felt something was wrong. What is this???' "OH MY GOD, WHAT THE HELL JUST RAN OVER MY FOOT????" sitting alone, not knowing for how long she waited for any sign of life.

Then she heard footsteps. She jumped to her feet hoping it was Scotty coming to save her, but that thought was quickly removed as she screamed out, "SCOTTY OVER HERE!! I'M OVER HERE!!! COME GET ME THE FUCK OUT!" the door opened and in front of her was not Scotty but a mountain of a man with white eyes. She could not make out any facial features, but he was too big or dark to be Scotty. She tried to bolt but was stopped when he scooped her up in mid run and slammed her down on her back knocking the air out of Lady Cat all she could do was gasp for air.

The tall dark man reached for her leg and began to drag her out of her cell and further into the darkness. She heard slight dripping from somewhere beyond. After some time they walked (actually he walked she was dragged). A door was opened and Cat finally saw some light but when she turned, she wished the light had not been on.

The floor was covered in blood and the body of a poorly disfigured girl was hanging above a pool of blood that seemed to drip into a well that might have well led to the abyss. The girl's body was badly mangled. The poor child was peeled apart in different stages. Looking at the girl she noticed life, "my god" as a hand came over her mouth.' The girl looked at Lady Cat and begged for mercy. The man pulled Lady Cat up and shackled her to the wall with little effort. Then turned his attention to the bleeding girl. In a non human voice he said, "fear not Milady Jackie!! Soon your suffering shall end and our God shall rise from the depths of hell to claim his rightful place and claim the lost child! Your death will make our cause that much more stronger."

He walked away and opened another door. Lady Cat looks and sees he is not alone but more people stand outside, though she can't make them out because they are wearing robes. "Another one has joined us my brothers to please our unholy master. I promise you she shall bleed well, I will go see the master to prepare her for the blood ritual" Again the door closes and all Lady Cat is left with is the bleeding girl who she now knows is called Jackie.. The tears continue till only silence can be heard. Lady Cat calls out but gets no answer as Jackie finally has died from blood loss, and Lady Cat is gripped in fear as she now knows she is next!!!!!

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