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~Chapter One~ Leo's P.O.V
Ten Years Ago - November 3rd, 2000


Leo prawled around in his home, both his parents asleep. This pleased him, he knew this was the perfect chance to strick. He wanted to, deeply wanted to, kill both of his parents. They didn't deserve to live, they are just pathetic ignorant bastards. Except how?, Leo's mind pondered on this very thought, there were so many different ways. Except he didn't want to get caught, he wanted to escape and seem like he was killed to. Leo's deep forest green eyes glanced around in the room, until he found matches. He smirked, walking over to them, placing his fingers onto the match box. Glancing around to his left and right, to make sure no one was awake, he placed them into his pocket. Good, he thought, his parents will die in a fire.
Leo quietly walked down the hallway, glancing over to his parents door, he frowned a bit. "Even though they are ignorant and foolish, they are still my parents..." Leo quietly whispered to himself, but quickly shook his head. "Who cares, tonight they are gone." Leo stroke a hand through his hair, it was about down to his chin; a nice dark black colour, dark as the very night. Reaching over to the stairs, he quietly walked down them, making sure not to awaken his parents. It would ruin his whole plan. It wasn't long till he finished walking down those steps, into the porch. It wasn't bad looking, but it wasn't the greatest either. The porch had a creamy colour to the walls, which made it seem like old people lived here. The floorboards were wood, but they weren't very new, really old and needed replacement soon. There were a few paintings in the porch, except it was his mothers, and god was she a terrible artist. There was only a table in the porch, which had his parents car keys and money on it. This would very much help Leo escape. Walking over to the keys and cash, he took them into his hands. Placing them into his jean's pocket, before exitting out of the house.
It was a cool night, the moonlight made the trees seem more alive, and kind of spooky. It gave Leo an eerie feeling, like something was coming out to get him; but he doubted it very much. A light breeze was in the air, which made Leo shiver, the rain wasn't helping the coldness at all. It fell down onto leo's face, dripping down his hair and face. Leo wasn't the most good looking fifteen year old out there, his nose was a little to big for his face, his mouth a little to small. His eyes were the only thing making him look decent, they were perfect in every way. The dark forest green eyes, gave him a mysterious look; as if no one even knew anything about him. Even if Leo wasn't good looking know, he knew that could change in five years; which gave him the chance to come back or maybe ten; Leo really hasn't decided yet.
Shaking his head, to stop pondering on his thoughts he headed to the garage, where the gas cans were. Leo walked as quielty and quickly as he can, he wanted this to be over quickly, before the night would end. Sighing, he took a hand from his pocket and glanced to the watch; only one-thirty am, he might have plenty of time to escape. Walking up to the garage door, he placed his hand on the handle, twisting it to the right, swinging the door wide open, he walked inside. Leo used his one hand to feel around on the wall, to find the light switch; didn't take long to, considering he has been inside the garage many times before. Flicking the light switch on, he began to walk over to the far right, where both gas cans lay, two of them. Perfect, Leo thought, one for the garage and one for the house. He smirked to himself, picking two of them up, openning up one of the lids, he began pouring it around the garage. He had just enough to pour a path to the house, so he did exactly that, making a narrow gas path leading to the house.
Leo made it to the house, last step before escaping. He threw the empty gas can inside the house, and openned the full one. Walking up the stairs he started pouring it up there, making sure to get his parents door, it didn't take long before Leo had to put his hand over his mouth and nose to cover up the smell. God was gasoline ever a strong smell, thought Leo. He countinued walking around the house pouring gasoline in each area, before exiting the building. Leo walked about ten feet before turning around to face his home, he smirked to himself. "Bye bye, Mother and Father." reaching his hand in his pockets, he took out two matches, flicked both of them. Grinning such a sinister grin, he threw them down on the gasoline path. Turned and ran straight to the Truck sitting there waiting to be used, swinging the very door openned, he got into the seat. Bringing his hand down to his other pants pocket, he pulled out the keys, and placed them into the ignition. At first the truck didn't start, muttering a few swears to himself he tried again. There were a few screams from his house, he guessed they were his mothers; putting the truck in drive, he turned the wheel to the right, and pressed on the gas.
He drove ten miles before his forhead began to sweat, and his heart beat increasing. "Was this fear? or excitment." he muttered to himself. He guessed excitment, it was amazing of the fact he could so ever easily take their lives. This was something not every person is able to do, but Leo could. Maybe, just maybe he'll come back and take a few more lives from people he has always hated. Like Allison Peters, the one girl who Leo had the guts to ask out. Wasn't the smartest decision ever, except Leo asked her out because she thought of her in a different way then the other boys. She was intelligent, beautiful and had a great personality, well now she doesn't cause of what she said to Leo. Which tore him in half, the words, the motions, everything of what she did, just tore him apart. He will never forgive her, never in his life time. He'll get revenge, destroy everything she loves and cares about.
Leo's hands tightened around the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. Just at the thought of Allison, Why did she do that to me? He thought. Leo shook his head, and concentrated on the road ahead of him, he'll head up to Canada for ten years, and come back to get revenge on her. It was the only plan he had, and it wouldn't be hard to succeed, he simply sighed deeply, and countinued driving. Forgetting everything that just happened and pretended it never did happen.

~Chapter Two~ Micheal's P.O.V
Present Day - May 18th, 2010

Micheal sat at his desk, in his office of the Police Station. His knuckles against his forhead, as he stared down at the papers laying infront of him. Didn't this happen ten years ago, when I was only fifteen? Micheal thought, My dang class mate died in this fire. Micheal shook his head, glancing up at his boss. "Sir, why are we bringing this out again?" Placing his hands down on the papers, tapping his one finger against them repeatly.
"Well...." Mr.Jackson paused for a moment, scratching his chin. Micheal knew he always did that while thinking. Then he countinued. "..There is a murderer on the loose, and we need to figure out on who it is."
".....Sir, I thought you guys caught the killer back then?"
"Micheal...We just said that, to keep people from freaking out."
"WHAT?!" Micheal said this outraged, his one fist down against the desk. His face red from anger.
"Calm down Micheal, you'll get a chance to find the killer of your old buddy." Micheal laughed at that.
"Buddy? Come on the damn kid was a freak back then." Micheal shook his head, countinued laughing. Leo, a Buddy? He was a freak, he barely spoke to anybody and was always drawing creepy pictures. Micheal thought.
"Look, Micheal It's still a case, just do your Job." Mr.Jackson said to Micheal serious. Pointing a finger at him. "And find the damn killer, I don't need him killing again."
Micheal shook his head, sighing. "Sir, we havn't had someone died si-" His boss interupted him.
"I know!, Just find that damn killer!" Mr.Jackson angerly yelled in his face, and turned around from him, shutting the door behind him. Micheal muttered a few swears to himself. Before picking up the folder laying infront of him. Taking out a paper from the folder, he read what happened. "God, I already know all of this." Micheal rubbed his face with a miserable sigh. Micheal countinued looking into the folder, not finding what he needed. "WHERE IS THE EVIDENCE!?" he yelled outloud, before hearing a loud thud against his wall. "Sorry." Micheal muttered, he threw the folder down on his desk, and layed back against his chair. Wondering to himself, on how he will catch a killer with no evidence? Micheal knew this is going to be pityful, he doesn't have evidence, No one has any dang suspects either. Why was he stuck on this case? Why him? How come not someone with more experience. It's only been his fifth year as an offical Police officer. Micheal groaned in fusteration, getting up from his desk. He took his keys, wallet and folder with him. It was a few steps to the door, where his holster and hat was hung up on the hooks. Taking one hand to the hat, he placed it down on his dark brown hair, which was short due to the fact he had to keep it buzzed or short all the time. Taking another hand to the holster, he clipped it around his waist, then pulled his jacket over on his body. He left out of the room in a hurry to the car.
Micheal went straight to his car, ignoring anyone around him. He never did have a partner yet, well he did but that was when he was a rookie. Placing the keys in the lock, he twisted it open, unlocking his car door. Openning it with his other hand, he pulled the keys out of the lock and got into his seat. Closing it behind him, stretching his arm behind him to pull the seatbelt down, clipping it into the seatbelt lock. Micheal sighed to himself, before placing the key into the ignition, twisitng it to the right, the motor rumbled to a start. A loud knock was heard in the car, micheal jumped a bit before looking to the right. Great, It's him; Micheal thought angerly. He rolled down the passanger window and sighed. "Yes, Sir?"
"Where the hell do you think your going?!" Mr.Jackson yelled at him.
"To investigate."
"Good, atleast your being useful for once!, Get going." He yelled, turning around to walk away. Micheal rubbed his face, frowning to himself along with a deep sigh. Putting the car in drive, he began to turn to the left to get out from the parking spot. He began driving down the road, with one hand on the wheel while the other held the papers against the steering wheel. Mumbles to himself as he quietly reads the information and glancing up at the road.

Police Information: Case #26

Victims: Victor Huntson - The father of Leo Huntson and Husband to Mary Huntson. Victor was Thirty-five years old, and worked at the hardware store. He has been married to Mary for sixteen years, from the age of Nineteen to Thirty-five. He wasn't known to be very social and was usually at home. Eye colour was blue, hair colour blonde, Skin colour white.

Mary Huntson - The mother of Leo Huntson and Wife to Victor Huntson. Mary was Thirty-Four years old, and was a stay at home mom. She has been married to Victor for sixteen years, from the age of Eighteen to Thirty-Four. She was very social, unlike her husband and spent a lot of time at the bars. Eye colour was Gray, hair colour burnette, skin colour white.

Leo Huntson - Son of both Victor Huntson and Mary Huntson. Leo was Fifteen years old, and went to school at the Casper Collegiate. Nothing is much known about Leo, except his hair colour was black, eye colour was a dark forest green, and skin colour white.

Micheal swore to himself, before speaking outloud. "What cold bastard kills three innocent people? Or atleast a child at the age of Fifteen?!" his voice raised up, glancing around he saw people looking at him, then swore again, bringing the window up so no one could hear him. Shaking his head left to right, he glanced up and then back down reading, concentrating on both the road and paper.

Suspects: Only suspects are known is the Grandparents; Louis Huntson and Elizabeth Huntson.

Witnesses: N/A

Evidence: N/A

Location: Two miles outside of Casper, Kansas, USA.

Micheal grumbled, pulling over to his house. "This is pointless, No witnesses, no evidence, and the suspects are dead!" He threw the papers down again his table angerly, walking over to his couch in the room, he sat down on it. Rubbing his temples with his fingers, trying to calm himself down. "Maybe...Maybe I'll sleep." he said angerly to himself, it was the only solution he had. He'll investigate in the case tomorrow or, just maybe, never. Micheal stood up from the couch, walking over to the fridge, taking the milk, he drank out of the carton, before placing it back in the fridge. Then headed down the hallway to his bedroom, plopping down on the bed, he placed his head on the pillow, right away he fell asleep.

~Chapter Three~ Allison's P.O.V
May 18th, 2010

Allison had the greatest life ever, being beautiful she could easily get anything she wanted. The men loved her, woman envied her, what more could she want? She had the greatest job ever, because of the simple fact she was the owner of the bar that every went to. Cash flowed in easily, giving Allison the chance to spend it on anything she wanted. She simply smiled at herself, before walking out of the room she had in the bar. The music flowed into her ears easily, causing her to grin; the louder the music, the more men it attracted. Even the more females, the more men it attracted. Except not once in Allison's life, has she ever let a man get to close to her, maybe a date or two, but no farther. She was afraid of being hurt by someone, she didn't rather do the hurting then be hurt. Allison sighed, glancing around at the crowd in the bar, and shot a fake smile. Here goes nothing, she thought.
Allison walked right into the crowd, wondering who will try to go for her first. Then a man from out of no where, came to her, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close to him. Smiling at him, she quietly said. "Well, Hello there ~" she was hoping for a cheerful response, but instead, it was husky and rude. "Hi." For such a handsome man, she'd figure he'd act like a gentlemen. Looking into his eyes, she raised an eyebrow. Man were they ever a dark green, just like....Leo's. Allison widdened her eyes, glancing at his hair, she saw it was a dark black. Except his face was so perfect, unlike how Leo's was. It was the only thing that Allison disliked about Leo. Frowning a bit, the man raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Allison?" Allison's eyes widdened, she hasn't even told the man her name, and he wasn't even from around here.
"Uhhh, Nothing... at all." Allison's eyes darted around her bar, looking for a quick exit. This wasn't what she expected to happen tonight, not at all. Was someone trying to play a sick joke on her or something? Her throat tightened in fear, she was sweating a bit. Almost freaking out, but she forced out a smile to hope it convinced him that she ment what she said.
"Good, Don't want that to ruin our night." His hand tightened around her wrist, she winced in pain. Allison felt his breath against her ear, which made her very red and very scared. "You're coming with me." He whispered, his voice had an edge to it, as if he was going to do something to her. She felt her arm being tugged, Allison didn't want to pull back, that might cause a lot attention on her, and she didn't need that. Even if it might cause her life to make this mistake. Allison followed behind the man, until they reached over to his car.
"L-look ummm, How about I stay here and y-" she couldn't even finish her scentence, she was thrown into the passanger seat. Allison's eyes widdened, and she quickly attempted to open the car door, but she was stopped when a hand was on her shoulder. "Don't Try." he said angerly. She felt handcuffs being placed around her wrists, locking up tightly. "W-who a-are you?" she stuttered in fear, why was she stuttering? Be strong allison, she said in her mind.
"You know who I am." His response was quick, no emotion even in his voice, but his jaw was set in a clench, obviously he was pissed.
"W-well not really." A quick hand went against her chin, lifting her face up to face to him. "Don't even try to lie, I'm not stupid!" he let go of her chin, and quickly slapped her across the face, causing Allison's head to snap the other way, tears brimmed her eyes, that slap was a hella painful.
"L-leo?" She turned to face him, a smirk on his face. "That's correct, now. Let's end your life, shall we?" Allison's eyes widdened at how blunt he was about that, her heart beat became to beat faster, she didn't want to die. Not at this age, she was still a virgin for christ sakes! Her eyes turned back to the road, she forgot that they have left the bar already, and were at her house. Wait why her house? She pondered on that thought. Glancing to the Left, she saw him exit the car, and come around to get her. She saw him open her door, she knew she had to try something!
Bringing her legs up infront of her, she attempted to quickly kick Leo in the gut. Her eyebrow shot up, when she saw him stumble back, quickly with her hands cuffed, she tried to get out of the car in run away. Except that kick wasn't strong enough to push him back, she felt herself being picked up from the ground, and carried like a sac of potatos. "I thought you died?!" she said to him, Leo's barked a laugh. "Ha, That's what all you guys think." They were in her house already, she saw stairs underneath her, when they were walking up. "P-please don't!" she screamed, but felt a hand clasp against her mouth. "Stay quiet!" he glared at her, he sent her down against the her bed. The hand cuffs were released from her hands, bringing her fist up, she sent a punch to his nose, blood fell from his nose, ontop of Allison's chest. "WHAT THE HELL!" he yelled at her, placing a hand over his nose, he felt the blood. quickly taking the handcuffs and handcuff both feet and hands to the bed posts. "Since you think it's funny to try to escape, I'mma make your death painful." Allison watched in terror as he pulled a pocketknife from his pocket. A blade was pulled out and shimmered in the light. Her heart pounded faster, she swore you could have heard it from a block down.
The knife was brought to her neck, the cold metal made her shiver, as it went down her neck, leaving a small cut. Allison's eyes brimmed with more tears, as they went down her cheeks and chin. She saw Leo smirk, he was enjoying this she thought. Watching him, she saw him move his lips to her cheek, kissing it lightly, except his voice was still harsh. "It will be over soon." he whispered in her ear. She shivered even more, she knew he saw it; because he grinned in pleasure. A finger glided over her chest, to a spot where she will be stabbed. "Right there, Will make this end." The cold blade of the knife left her neck, and was plunged into her chest, causing her to let out a scream in pain. It went deeper and deeper into her chest, causing the scarlett coloured blood to seep through her clothing and cause a puddle to form beside her. Right away she felt the blade exit out of her body, a gasp escaped her mouth. She heard the window open and close, as the world around her disappeared in complete darkness, she knew at this very moment, she would die.

~Chapter Four~ Allison's P.O.V
June 2nd, 2010

Allison awoken in the hospital, she was hooked up to an IV and other various medical equipment. How was am I still alive? She wondered, glancing around in the hospital room. The door openned revialing the Doctor, her eyes widdened in shock, she was surprised as much as Allison was. "Your awake?" she smiled a sweet smile, that Allison swore anyone would turn to water from it. Allison's eyes watched the doctor, she was heading over to the sheet infront of her bed. "Well, your a lucky lady." The doctor said, with a smile along. "Most people would have died from loss of blood." Allison's eyes showed meer confusion, she didn't understand. The knife hit her heart? Right? "H-how did I end up here?" She asked the doctor, her voice was confused and raspy.
"Well, a man called, saying that there was screaming." The doctor explained what happened. Allison knew what happened, until she passed out from blood loss. Who was the man that saved her? Maybe...just maybe, it was Leo himself. Wait that couldn't' be, Leo hated her. Allison frowned to herself, forgetting the Doctor was still there.
"Ms.Peters is something bothering you?" Allison shook her head, sighing a bit.
"Who was the man that saved me?" Her questioning eyes stared into the Doctors.
"Well....The gentlemen went by the name of Marcus Hays." Allison blinked a bit, there was no one named Marcus Hays in the town. "You know, I think he is still here. Let me go get him." The doctor turned from the room, her footsteps soon clicked in a distance. Allison glanced around the room, her eyes darting quickly. Before she sank into her bed. "There is no way to get out of here." she mumbled to herself. The door openned and Allison quickly looked that way. Her eyes widdened somewhat, Marcus Hays, is defiently not Leo. The hair and eyes weren't the same; the hair wasn't black, but it was brown. The eyes were a gray not a dark green. Allison smiled somewhat, Waving a bit. "Hello, Marcus Hays, correct?" The gentlemen grinned, nodding his head. "That is correct." his voice was the same as Leo's exactly the same, but he...He just didn't look like him. Allison forced out a smile to the man.
"Thanks, for Uhh saving me." Saying this with a forced smile. The man nodded his head, waving the Doctor out of the room, he stepped forward to her. His eyes were so serious, as if he ment buisness. "You owe me something in Return." His head was beside hers, his lips right beside her ear. It made her squirm in her spot, which caused pain to run through her body. "Hey, Hey calm down, I'm not going to do anything to you." his eyes turned to worry, as if he was hiding something. "I just was going to make you go out with me, after your done in the hospital. They say about another two weeks." Marcus smiled at her, it was fake; she knew it was, or was she wrong? Maybe this man isn't who she thinks it is. Maybe he just moved here, recently.
Her mind was racing, she didn't know what to say to the man; maybe, she might just give the guy a chance; but she had to be careful. Very careful, she didn't want to come close to dieing again, she had so much to live for. "Umm, you okay?" Marcus's voice pierced through her thoughts, glancing up to his eager eyes, he has a small smile on his lips, that seemed worried. Allison smiled sheeply. "Yeah, perfectly fine." her voice said she was, but inside her mind she wasn't, she was way past fine, she was horrible. What made Leo want to kill her so badly? She never did anything to him, right? Allison couldn't recall anything that happened in the past, it's not like someone would take rejection so serious. Right? Allison was beyond confused, it's best to ignore it; maybe she is just dreaming, yeah dreaming. Marcus waved his hand infront of Allison's face. "Wakey, Wakey?" Allison shook her head, glancing up into Marcus's gray eyes, they seemed so fake to her. She shrugged that thought off.
"Sorry, I was just thinking." Marcus smiled, nodding his head.
"It is very alright, Ma'am." He stood up right away, perfectly straight with both hands behind his back. This somewhat worried Allison, was he going to try anything? She couldn't tell at all, he had one of the most mysterious faces ever. No one could ever read what he was thinking.
"Ummm." she paused a moment. "You said two weeks before I am released?"
Marcus nodded his head once again. "Yes, two weeks. Then you can go out with me, for atleast one date." He grinned.
"Right...." Pausing for another moment, she countinued. "Why, exactly do you want to go out with me?"
Marcus chuckled. "It can't be that hard to figure out."
"Great." Allison grumbled to herself. Why are all guys the bloody same? It's so unfair; she will never find a decent man.
"Sorry, if I offended you at all, Ma'am."
"Oh, sorry. Just talking outloud." Allison did her best convincing smile. "Well, I'll go on one date with you, I suppose.."
"Good, because, I wasn't really going to give you a choice." his eyes turned deadly. It gave Allison the shivers, and made her rather fear him even more than before. She had a very bad feeling about this guy. Allison sighed to herself, glancing up at Marcus.
"I see...Ummm I'm going to sleep, If that's alright with you." Marcus's eyes widdened, smiling a bit.
"Oh yes, it's very alright, Goodnight Ma'am." He nodded his head, quietly exitting out of the room. Allison mumbled a thank god to herself, before closing her eyes, to get into a deep sleep.