Xavier Collans had been looking for Sierra Ryas for years now, one of his contacts finally came through with her location. She lived in Klamath Oregon; he was eagerly on his way there the moment he found out. When he arrived, he felt like a stalker watching her from the shadows of a large Elm tree. She was headed from the deli around the corner to her apartment located in the Emerald Knight Apartment building. His anxiety calmed down a bit knowing that she was alive, but his uneasiness didn’t lessen.
He was so lost in his thoughts about the past that he wasn’t aware of another presence in the area until the stranger was almost upon Sierra. She was almost to her door, so he needed to act fast. As he looked around, he was thankful that she lived on a street that was isolated from heavy traffic, it made it easier to transform without being seen. He would have to talk to her sooner or later about her past but for right now there were more immediate dangers.
He waited for Sierra to enter her building before blending in with the darkness of the street, due to the new moon, darkness was everywhere. and began to walk across the street, he needed to stay far enough back that Sierra wouldn’t notice his presence but close enough to grab the strangers following her. The stranger was not aware that someone else was watching Sierra, so the advantage was Xavier’s. Once he was certain that Sierra was not around, he grabbed the man and ducked into a nearby alley. He pinned the stranger up against the wall by his throat. “Who are you and what are you doing following Sierra?”
The stranger’s answer was barely audible. “Whoever you are you have absolutely no idea what you are doing!”
Xavier knew that he needed information so begrudgingly he loosened his grip on his throat. “What are you talking about?” Xavier was losing his patience with this guy, but he kept his anger under control…barely.
“I will tell you if you will be so kind as to remove your hand from around my throat!” The man was starting to reach for something inside his jacket.
Xavier noticed the movement and narrowed his eyes in a warning for him to stop moving. “I have already loosened my grip so until I get some answers from you my hand remains.”
After a minute or two of contemplation the guy finally started answering. “My name is Agent Kevin Miller and I’m with the FBI.” Agent Miller nodded towards his jacket pocket. “Can I reach for my identification for you?”
After a few minutes of silence Xavier finally nodded. “No funny business or I will snap your neck!”
Agent Miller slowly pulled his identification out of his pocket and showed it to the man who had his neck in a vice grip. “Can you please let go of my neck now?”
Xavier slowly released him but stayed alert. “Now why are you following Sierra?”
Agent Miller rubbed his neck. “Have you heard of the serial killer the God of Torture?” Xavier remained silent so Agent Miller continued. “He tortures his victims for three to five days, using different methods to kill them. The torture is the only thing that we have been able to find that links the victims.”
Xavier crossed his arms in front of his chest. “What does he have to do with why you are following Sierra?”
Agent Miller looked very uncomfortable saying all this to a stranger that just a few minutes ago has his neck in his hands. “He has his sights set on Sierra?!”
Xavier realized that in light of this new information he needed to keep a closer eye on Sierra. After making sure the Agent left, he took up his hiding spot in front of the building. Xavier kept replaying everything the Agent said over and over in his mind. He knew that Sierra would be difficult to protect by himself, so he decided to enlist help from an old friend.
I can't believe that this day has finally arrived! My life has not been easy by any means but today if feels like all the rough patches are worth going through. I stare at myself in the mirror as Cheryl, my maid of honor, helps me attached my veil. There is an uneasiness that I have not been able to shake this whole day. I know that it is the cop in me that won't shut down but I have never been led astray by my instincts. I don't have to worry about Brent Cummings aka The God of Torture anymore, he is dead thanks to my inner demon. However Garrison O'Grady is still at large and we just found out recently that he is also the biological brother of Brent Cummings! Just my luck I now have yet another pshycopathic serial killer on my hands! "Earth to Sierra!" Cheryl comments, breaking my thoughts. I smile at her blushing, having been caught zoning out...again. "Sorry, I have a lot on my mind and I'm really nervou
It has been about three months since she had killed Brent Cummings and she still couldn't get rid of him. She stopped reading newspapers because that's all every one talked about. She would have quit her job if she could, but Mack and Xavier helped her listen to reason. "Sierra, honey, you need to forget about what happened in th past and focus on the present." Cheryl's voice brought her back to reality. "I know, I know I'm trying, by the way you look beautiful." She slapped on the best smile that she could. "Well thank you and you look absolutely radiant yourself." Cheryl stood behind her and touched up her make-up. "We have only a few minutes until the music plays. Now as you maid-of-honor, I am ordering you to help me with your veil." Sierra was chuckling at Cheryl as she held the head piece in place while Cheryl pinned it to her head. "Are you going to tell your husband-to-be?" Sierra was tak
Everything was falling apart! Sierra needed to get control of herself and soon. This latest incident could have cost her her job, her friendship with Mack, and above all else it could have cost her Xavier! Her boss took pity on her and just sent her on a three week paid vacation, so things could blow over or in the least cood down. Another thing that she was curious about was that since she drank from Brent, she hasn't suffered from the fever, it was very odd.She didn't object, she knew it would be of no use to argue. She knew that she needed the vacation anyway. She called Mack to let him know that she was going to leave town for about a week, of course he started to argue but he quickly gave in. "Don't worry Mack, I will be fine. I will call you when I arrive." She had bit waited for his reply before she hung up the phone.She looked at her watch, she had just enough time to take a shower, pack a bag or two
Brent coule not believe his luck that Sierra would just be unconscious waiting for him to punish her! He slowly admired her body as he took her cloths off. What delicate skin! Brent smiled to himself. He also took his clothes off and readied himself by hovering over her body. He caressed her legs up her hips over her stomach. He lingered on her perky breasts and tweaked her nipples to harden them to pointy nubs. He could feel that her body was shuddering under his touch. He smirked to himself as he bent down and took her nipple into his mouth and moaned at the taste of her in his mouth.He was so lost in his moment that he was unaware of her soft moans as she slowly roused to consciousness. He popped his mouth off of her breast and made his way up her neck to her mouth. He was about to run his tongue over her lips when he realized that she was fully awake! The intensity of her eyes startled him a bit.&
Garrison was resting in his new hotel, he stopped going to Pauline's for fear that someone would notice. He was flipping through the TV channels to make sure cops hadn't caught onto his scent yet. When he came across the local news he watched in shocked amazement. Apparently Brent Cummings tried to attack Detective Ryans for the second time, when he was somehow killed! He angrily shut off the TV, he started to pace around the room. How could Brent be taken over by his obsession so easily. Looks liek I'm just gonna have to find out what really happened to me brother! As he paced about the room, he was compiling a metal shopping list of items that he would need. He was in such deep thought plotting his revenge that he hadn't noticed that a young woman was standing in the doorway of his room. He stopped pacing and turned toward the door. "Beg your pardon sir, I wasn't aware that this room was occupied. Sorry to h
Mack had been trying to reach Sierra for a couple of hours. Either she was ignoring her calls or she was out of range. He decided to stop by the 2nd precinct on his own, he'll just pass along the information when he saw her next. She was starting to act really weird as of late, he was really starting to worry about her even more. He was brought back to reality as he was met by Detective Dominguez. "Good evening Detective Stone." Detective Dominugez was about 5'9" and locked to be in his early thirties and fit. "Well I brought those photos, that I told you about with me. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind interviewing some of those co-workers of the first victim, with me." "I will go with you, but only on one condition, I drive." Detective Dominguez was already headed to his car. Mack quickly exited hsi car and hopped in the passenger side of Detective Dominguez's car. They rode the whole way to the din