JACKSON HARPER SAT FACING COLE MORISS IN THE INTEROGATION ROOM.

" OK...SINCE YOU WONT TELL ME WHERE OR WHO ANY OF YOUR FOLLOWERS ARE, I HAVE ANOTHER QUESTION..."

"YES"

" ANSWER ME THIS... WHY, NO, WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU TO KILL AS MERCILESSLY AS YOU DO?"

COLE HUFFED.

" BECAUSE DETECTIVE... THE WORLD IS A SICK PLACE... THERE ARE SO MANY PEOPLE WHO LIE AND CHEAT, AND STEAL... INSTEAD OF SEEKING COMPANIONSHIP... BECAUSE PEOPLE DON'T GIVE A FLYING ****.. KIDS TURN TO DRUGS... TO SEX... TO ALCHOHOL... WHY?... BECAUSE OF PEOPLE!"

" COLE... WHAT GIVES THE RIGHT..", BUT HE WAS HE WAS CUT SHORT.

" NOTHING... NO MORE THE RIGHT I HAVE THAN A JUDGE HAS TO CONDEMN A MAN TO DEATH... NO MORE THE RIGHT THAN IT TAKES A BULLY TO LABEL A NERD AS SOCIALLY INEPT... NO MORE THE RIGHT THAN ANY MAN HAS TO JUDGE EACH OTHER... THIS WORLD IS A SICK PLACE... EVERYONE IN IT DESERVES TO DIE..."

" BUT, COLE... YOU LIVE IN IT... DOESN'T THAT MAKE YOU ACCOUNTABLE FOR DEATH?"

" YES, IT DOES... BUT AS A MAN I DON'T WANT TO DIE... AND IM ONLY ALIVE BECAUSE I HAVE AVOIDED IT... NOT BECAUSE IM ABOVE IT..."

JACKSON THREW A PICTURE ON THE TABLE, AND IT LANDED IN FRONT OF COLE. HIS COLD EYES LOOKED UPON IT, BLANKLY. HE SHOWED NO REMORSE.

" HOW THE **** COULD YOU DO THAT TO A GIRL... EIGHT YEARS ****** OLD!"

HE GRABBED THE PICTURE FROM COLE., AND HELD IT IN THE AIR.

ARIEL'S BODY WAS PALE, LIFELESS. HER HEAD WAS BALD, AND COVERED IN THICK, BLACKENING BLOOD. HE HAD SCALPED HER!

" I SAVED HER! BEFORE SHE COULD BE ACCOUNTABLE... BEFORE THE WORLD COULD POISEN HER... BEFORE SHE TOO TURNED TO SEX, TO DRUGS..." COLE HISSSED.

" NO!... SHE COULD OF HAD A LIFE! COLE... YOU RUINED IT FOR HER... SINCE WHEN IS IT YOUR PLACE TO PLAY GOD, HUH?"

COLE SAID NOT A WORD.

" YEAH... I FIGURED YOU WOULDN'T HAVE AN ANSWER..."

JACKSON RELAXED A BIT IN HIS CHAIR.

" COLE... WHAT MADE YOU THIS WAY?"

COLE'S EYES FLARED GOLD.

" WHAT MADE ME THIS WAY... WHAT MADE ME THIS WAY?!... I'LL TELL YOU!.. EVERY DAY WAS A CONSTANT BATTLE... MY PARENTS BEAT ME... I WOULD COME HOME AND MY FATHER WOULD BE SNIFFING UP COKE, OR GULPING DOWN BEER... MY MOM WOULD BE BLOWING THE NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR... AND THEN, THEY WOULD HIT ME FOR INTERUPTING THEM... AND ID HAVE TO SIT THERE, AND FUCKI8N TAKE IT! THEY WOULD MAKE ME COOK, CLEAN, ANYTHING... AND EVERYTHING I OWNED, I BOUGHT!! THEY DID NOT LOVE ME... AND THEY REJECTED ME... MY FATHWE ALWAYS THOUGHT OF ME AS WEAK... HE CONSISTENTLY BROUGHT IT UP... HE NAGGED ME, AND HIT ME, AND CHALLENGED ME... HE DID NOT SEE MY ACADEMICS AS WORTHY... BUT HOW PROUD OF ME HE MUST OF BEEN WHEN I DROVE A ******* STEAK KNIFE THREW HIS FAT HEAD!"

" AND FINALLY, AFTER YEARS OF BEING REJECTED, I DIED ON THE INSIDE... BUT I WAS ABLE TO FIND THOSE WHO WOULD ACCEPT ME... MY FOLLOWERS..."

" AND IS THAT WHY YOU KILLED ALL THOSE PEOPLE... THOSE INNOCENCT PEOPLE... MY OWN LITTLE GIRL!"

" SO, THAT'S THE REAL REASON YOU WERE SO OBSESSED WITH MY CAPTURE...', COLE SAID GLEEFULLY," BECAUSE I KILLED YOUR LITTLE ANGEL... AND YOUR PRETTY WIFE... HAHAHAHAHAHANHA"

JACKSON  LUNGED AT COLE, AND BEGAN PUNCHING HIM.

" YOU ******!!", HE SHOUTED.

TWO OFFICER'S RUSHED IN, AND PULLED JACKSON OFF OF COLE, WHO WAS BLEEDING, BUT SEEMED EMOTIONALLY UNAFFECTED. HE WAS ACTUALY LAUGHING.

" I'LL MAKE SURE YOU ******* DIE IN YOUR ******* JAIL CELL! YOU SICK MOTHER ******!", JACKSON SHOUTED, BUT COLE MERELY LAUGHED.

Keyword: BLOODSONG: A KILLER'S MIND PART 2

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