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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Crime
- Published: 06/13/2022
Mysterious Murder (Part 2)
Born 1957, F, from Mesick Michigan, United States“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. As you all know murders have ceased in the last ten years. But they have recently started up again. Even more gruesome than before if that is possible. The killings have taken place simultaneously throughout different parts of town. So now we may be dealing with more than one leprechaun. The killer or killers act as vigilantes, killing whoever he believes are the no good for nothing useless human beings of our society.
Eyewitnesses have seen the murders of prostitutes, drug dealers and homeless people. These helpless onlookers watch the hideous killing but don't have time to intervene before the killer disappears in a puff of green dust.
It's the same painful death for the women and now men. Their breath is sucked from their livelihood. Victims have the green substance on and around their lips. Green glitter is all over the crime scene. What is different this time is that all of the victims' bodies have shriveled up like a prune and have shrunk to one-eight their normal size. The 'death stare' as we call it here at the precinct has intensified. The victim's look is beyond belief. The scene is horrific.
During the last few years many agencies including the FBI, CIA, ACD (Alien Communications Department and Area 51 Terrestrials Research Team), have been working diligently to understand these creatures. And to devise a plan if the killings were to start up again.”
“The department has been in contact with DUST (Disintegrate Unwanted Suspected Terrestrials) based in Nevada. Special Operations Agent Carlatta Expaos will be speaking with us shortly. Ms Expaos is the best in the field of alien abduction, communication and extinction. She has important information about the unsub or unsubs. Oh, here she is now. Go ahead Carlatta, you have the podium.”
“Thank you, Detective Conrad. Good morning officers. We have a major problem on our hands and what I can tell you is that it is an alien we have been studying for many years. We at Area 51 have heard of this species before but never encountered the like until recently. I believe you have only one killer of immense strength and power. Through my investigations and experiments I have discovered that for the alien leprechaun to survive he must suck life from a human. The energy goes directly to the leprechaun's bloodstream making it rich with green goo thus sustaining its life. Without breath from a human the leprechaun's blood is clear and thin and it cannot live with that kind of blood. The green glitter that you see at the crime scene is energy released from the alien. Every time he expels energy it must be replaced by you got it human breath.”
“My specialized team and I have created two different apparatuses which will cause the alien's demise. One is known as Alien Death Spray which is held in the hand and expelled at close range similar to pepper spray. The concept is the same. It must be sprayed directly into the eyes before the 'death stare' begins. Once he has his eyes fixed on yours, it's too late. The other is a much larger tool we call 'The Alien Splatter Ray Gun'. It's been used in the past against other alien forms with phenomenal results. Once the trigger is engaged it shoots out a spray of anti-alien fine dust. The alien leprechaun will instinctively open its mouth allowing you to press the ejection button whereas a thin tube will extend deep into the alien's throat extracting the green goo blood replacing it with clear thin blood. Within a matter of seconds, the alien implodes leaving a remnant of black dust. The Alien Exterminator Team will then be notified to the scene. They will suck up the dust which is then taken back to the observatory where it is placed in a special oven heated to 5000,000,000,000,000,000 degrees where it disintegrates any and all dust. Therefore, no more alien.
“Hey Chief.”
“What is it, Mike?”
“A call just came in. Two bodies have been found dead on the south end of Hemlock Park. Witness spotted a young man talking to the young couple. Then the next thing they know their dead. Sounds like the work of our unsub.”
“Chief, chief!
“What is it, Mat? I'm in the middle of something.”
“Dead hooker on corner of 6th and Stimson.”
“Damn!” Get Pete and Calvin and head over to the dead hooker.”
“Ms Carlatta are you ready with your ray gun and Alien Death spray.”
“More than ready. Let's get this son of a bitch!”
“Stan and I will take you to Hemlock Park. Let's hope he's still there.”
“He'll be there. He has lots of cover and plenty of victims.”
“Stan, what's the hold up? Let's go!”
“Chief, I'm in the radio room!”
“What the hell Stan...”
“Listen!”
A constant blur of noise echoes through the radio.
“Homeless female approximately fifty-dead, woman in her twenties walking dog-dead, man in his thirties on bicycle-dead, appears to be a drug deal gone bad. Two more bodies near the water fountain, believed to be homeless-dead. The voice on the radio sweeps through the building on into the meeting room. Officers stunned in their tracks can't believe what they're hearing. Suddenly snapped out of their trance they quickly deploy to the scene.
“We need to go now!” Carlatta ordered. “We'll take my van. How far to the park?
“About 20 minutes.”
“Put it in high gear. We don't have 20 minutes. We need to be there now! He's getting stronger! The more humans he kills the more strength and power he gains. I hope we can still stop him!”
“You hope?”
“I see other departments have deployed officers to the scene.”
“Their guns will be of no use in taken the creature down. Get everyone out of my way. Tell them to retreat.”
“Men do not approach suspect. Stay back. Keep your radios on.”
“Carlatta, look!”
“Shit! He's a deep shade of green now. This is not good! He has quadrupled in power, strength and speed. Watch out!!!”
A glimmer of green appeared and instantly disappeared.
“Where the hell did, he go?”
“Keep an eye out for him. I'll get the ray gun ready. Whatever you do, do not look at his eyes. You will instantaneously be in his control. He has too much power now. The only way to kill him is to catch him by surprise. Somehow, we must trick him.
“I've got a plan. There are some old clothes here in the van. Put them on. You will come across as a homeless old lady. Take the spray. In fact take two. You may need them. Keep your head down. Walk slowly. Do not look at his eyes. Once he approaches you, You must quickly douse his eyes with spray and run. I will do the rest. I'll be right behind you at all times keeping myself hidden among the trees and bushes. We will only have one shot at this.”
“Let's do it.”
“Guns ready. Stay on the path. It'll be easier if he's not around a lot of obstacles.”
Carlatta ducks behind a tree as I begin strolling slowly along the pathway.
“Zap!” I quickly look up. The Leprechaun has appeared out of nowhere right in front of me. Don't look at him, I tell myself.
“Well hi there little lady. Looks like you could use a hand. Is there something I can do for you? Let's take a little stroll over here.” He begins to guide me towards a couple beautiful silver maples.
Without thinking I grabbed the two containers, aimed for what I hoped were his eyes. "I can do something for you!” I yell. As I pull away from him he looks at me and I saturate his eyes with Alien Spray. He screams a most horrific scream. Right at that exact moment Carlatta pulls the trigger on the ray gun. The tube extends and reaches down the alien's throat. I watch in total amazement and curiosity as the life is drained from the alien leprechaun. It all happened just the way Carlatta explained that it would. From the transfer of blood to the imploding of the alien form and finally to black dust.
'Clap', Our hands come together in midair as we congratulate each other after succeeding in killing this alien.
“I hope that's the end of the alien leprechaun?”
“No need to worry Conrad. He was the last of his kind. Alien Specialist at Area 51 have had radar on this particular group for over fifty years. With your help the leprechaun 'alias Danny' has now met his maker. Rest assure you will not have anymore deaths from this little green 'man'.”
“Thanks Carlatta.”
“Don't mention it.”
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