5o'clock Shadows...

Soo yeah. First story thing... :3 I think it's the right genre... This was an assignment for English!

 5 o’clock Shadows

12:30 AM, Monday, Dec. 14

Ben Hewman looked down at his work, his chest heaving, his eyes glinting, and a smirk upon his lips as his hand clenched around a pistol. Jane Srigy lay bleeding out on the floor, a bullet in her heart, her head cracked, her ribs and legs broken, her dainty wings sliced off.

            “Why?” Jane croaked as she took another jagged breath, coughing up more blood. It was then that she took her last living breath; a shudder went through her body as her heart beat once more before it stopped, never to start again.

            Ben Hewman smiled, “Five.” He said as he wrote a five on the wall with Jane’s blood. This was Bens fifth brutal and heartless murder in a month. He smiled once more before started on his clean up process.

 

5:00 PM, Wednesday, Dec. 16

            Detectives Layla Williams, Kayle Dod, and Blake Hale pulled up to Jane’s house in their black Escalade, came to a stop and got out, quickly followed by Abigale Singclare, the twelve year old psychic that aided them in their investigations. They walked to the front door where they met with the responding police officer, Officer Trilo.

            “Howdy,” He said trying to sound happy.

            “Hello Officer, what do we have here?” Blake asked, not caring for the officer’s happy tone.

            “Right,” The officer said, “The vic’s name is Jane Srigy, found at 10 this morning by her neighbor Gretta Baldwin.  Gretta said that she’d gotten worried when she hadn’t seen Jane in a few days. Said she always came out to tend to her garden and to walk. Knocked on the door, and when nobody answered, she tried the door. She found it was open and found this…” The officer opened the door.

            “That sick monster!” Kayle shouted as she saw the scene before her.

            “Kay, calm down.” Layla said to Kayle before she looked at the room, her breath caught in her throat. “No…” She said.

            Blake looked at the scene in front of him with dismay, “Not again…”

            “It’s the same guy,” Abigale confirmed, “He left the same energy as the other times.”

            Jane lay on the floor, her bones the only thing intact in her body, all of her organs lay partly eaten, scattered all over the floor. Her pale blue wings were mostly gone, except for the part where blood ran through.

            Layla shook her head and closed her eyes, trying to forget get the image that was now permanently pressed into her mind, along with the other four vicious scenes.   “Umm yeah… Get this back to the morgue for further examination,” Layla said as the sun began to set, “We’ll come back tomorrow; it’s too late to start.”

            The team nodded and filed out of the house. They all climbed into the car just as the sun went behind the house, casting a large shadow on the street.

            “Who wants something to eat?” Blake asked as his stomach grumbled.

            “BLAKE!” Kayle and Layla said in disbelief, “How can you have an appetite?” They asked in unison.

8:00 AM, Thursday, Dec 17

            The team pulled up once again to Jane’s house. This time they brought silver cases filled with supplies. As they once again filed into Jane’s house they took out gloves and pulled them on.

            “Let’s do this.” Blake said.

            Layla pulled out a magnifying glass, trying to find any trace of the monster that could commit such horrible crimes. She started with that room, searching under every book, vase, coaster, piece of furniture, and box and covered the room, searching for a fingerprint or hair.

            It was nearing the end of the day when she finally found something. She found a partial fingerprint on the bottom of a coffee table leg, barley enough to count as a fingerprint, but enough to be tested at the lab.

             She dusted over it and pulled out a fingerprint sheet, much like a piece of tape, used to keep fingerprints intact. She pressed the sheet the print and lifted it,“Got you.” She thought to herself.

            “Guys! I have a partial fingerprint!” Layla cheered.

            “Nice job.” Kayle said walking over to examine the print.

            Blake followed with an evidence bag. He held open that bag and waited for Layla to drop it in.

            It was nearing 5:30 PM as they drove away from the house. As they rounded the corner, and turned out onto the main road, a white Ford F150 pulled into the driveway. A figure dressed in black sweat pants, black turtle neck, black sneakers and ski mask stepped out of the car. He had something in his hand. It looked like a briefcase but when he opened it instead of a bunch of papers, there were several smaller boxes all with timers and different colored wires sticking out if it. A bomb. He pushed a button on one of the boxes and threw it at Jane’s house.

            Twenty minuets later sirens filled the silent air as police, fire trucks, and ambulances filled the streets as they sped toward the fuming clouds of dark and dense smoke coming from Jane’s house.

            They were all laughing about something the radio DJ had said, when the DJ suddenly stopped and gasped, “There is a house on fire! It appears to have been started a few hours ago. It has engulfed the entire house.”

            Layla and Kayle gasped, “There is a possibility that…” Layla said, but she didn’t need to finish her sentence, they all had the same thing on their mind, Jane’s house.

            Blake, who was currently driving, clicked on the sirens, and pulled a sharp U-turn. As he sped back toward Jane’s house, the sound of the sirens got louder, the sickening smell of a fire filled their lungs, and the huge clouds of black smoke became visible. This all, unfortunately, confirmed their fears.

6:00 PM, Thursday, Dec 17

             The black Escalade screeched to a halt. Blake cut the engine and jumped out of the car, followed by Layla and Kayle. They pushed passed the crowd gathered around the yellow police tape. They crowd was yelling questions at the police officers

            “When are you people going to find out who did this?!” One angry woman cried.

            “As soon as possible.” The officer said.

            Layle heaved a heavy sigh, and lifted the yellow caution tap and passed under. When the police tried to stop her, she showed her badge, “All the evidence!!” Layla shouted, she couldn’t believe it, all the evidence that could have been there, all the things they had yet to find… Gone. Layla snapped up the yellow caution tape, nearly breaking it, “Let’s go.” She said, “I want to get dinner.” She stomped away into the crowd.

9:00 PM Thursday, Dec 17

            They all walked out of the diner, trying their best to forget about the bombing. Suddenly a shadow swept across their faces, “What was that?” Layla asked

            Blake shrugged, “I dunno.”

9:00 AM Friday, Dec 18

            “I FOUND A MATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Kayle screamed from her office. She had spent three hours trying to get the system to take the print.

            Blake and Layla came running, “Who is it?!” Layla prompted when Kayle failed to tell her the moment she got there.

            “His name is Ben Hewman. He has no record, but he will now!” Kayla cried.

10:30 AM Friday, Dec 18

            Everyone was there, Abigale, Layla, Kayle, and Blake. They were all in the black Escalade, singing songs, happy and joyful, all confident that they were going to catch the nasty monster that had done those horrible things to those poor people.

            Abigale was telling them what had happened at school the last few days, when suddenly she stopped talking, her eyes glazed over and she shot straight up in her seat. She grabbed her note bad and started drawing. She drew an intersection, Hycamore St, and a  large explosion. “TURN AROUND!” She screamed at Blake, who made a sharp U-turn, the tires screamed, the horrific smell of rubber burning filled their noses.

Seconds later, a boom filled the now silent air. Fire and bits of debris filled the air, and chased the car down the street.

“Thanks.” Blake breathed as he slowly came to a stop.

Abigale took deep breathes, calming her self., “It was him.” Abigale said.

“I know.” Layla said.

8:30 PM Friday, Dec. 18

            They stepped out of the hospital, after hours of explaining to people who had been injured, what had happed.

            The same shadow passed over their faces, but this time it seemed to be closer, a larger shadow. Suddenly the shadow came up behind the four and hit them over the head with a baseball bat.

Unknown

They awoke groggy, in pain, and didn’t know what had happened.

            “You got too close. Too close to discovering me, too close to finding out who I am.” A deep voice said, coming from the corner of the dark room, “And for that… You shall die.”

            “Where’s Abigale?” Layla screamed, “She doesn’t deserve to die! She’s just a little girl!”

            “Calm down, Layla. She isn’t here, she escaped on our drive here.”

            The man came out into the light

Blake pulled out his shot gun and fired two shots, one into the monster’s head, the other to his heart.

            “Nice try.” Ben Hewman said as he crumpled to the floor and pressed a large red button.

4:50 PM Monday, Jan. 18

            “Blake Hale, Kayle Dod, and Layla Williams, were great human beings that gave their lives to find the vicious beast that killed five innocent people.” Abigale concluded, holding back tears as she stood at a podium in front of fifty men and women. She was dressed in all black, a black silken dress that reached down to the bottom of her knees.

            It was then that she broke down, tears streaming down her face, sobs escaping from her mouth like hiccups. Her mother came up to the podium and pulled her into a hug and led her back to her seat .

            The three caskets were lowered into the ground as the sun passed behind the hills surrounding the cemetery. The caskets cast three great shadows upon the ground.

 

Author's Note

Sorry for any grammar issues! :]]