The devil in disguise(Bunny) The Prologue 
The year was 1985. It was a brutally cold night, around seven,  and there had been a call reported to the police of an unknown being . So we sent our crew to go check out what this call was all about. When arriving on scene we had found nothing out of the ordinary except for two huge feathers, we decided to dismiss the call thinking it must have been some prank kids were playing, little did we know what had been unleashed into our world… 
 
Chapter one: Only the start  
Time: 7:30 AM , Place : Home, Day: Monday.  Today was like any day. I woke up and ran downstairs to grab a quick cup of coffee before heading out the door having small talk with my grandmother. We had just been talking about how she hates what i do for a living, always telling me i'm going to end up getting hurt somehow, which this conversation is not of the usual. I know she only hates my job because of what happened to my father.. I mean who wouldn't. I still miss him. When I was only five years old, he took a bullet to the head while solving a case of a missing girl. But what can I say ? It's in my blood. I love a good mystery! I realize I ought to stop talking to myself in my head. People might see me as crazy if I do, but I can't help it. I feel like my small inner detective voice is quite amusing anyway. I must get down to the station. I can't afford to be late. When arriving at the station I'm greeted by my colleagues  
“ Hey Detective Sweet, how are you doing ?’  
says my General Officer Clinton I respond with  

 “ doing fine by yourself?”  

 I felt odd why he was talking to me. He never does unless there is a case he needs help with.  

 “ You remember last Monday we got that call about them stupid feathers” he says, “ yes why sir?”  
which I responded with confusion.  
 
Why is he bringing up that idiotic call we responded to?   

“ Well i think it may be a tie to this case i've got going on” 
 
 how do giant bird feathers tie up to a case where he has fallen and hit his head or is he just stupid? 
 
 “ How so?’  
  
which was the nicest words I was able to form out of my mouth towards him.  
 
“ Well there had been a murder that had taken place right where we found them feathers right at the farm, the victims were 80 year old Mrs.Jessie and 85 year old Mr. Jessie , that scene is too horrific for me to even explain coming down to the farm and you will see go check it for me tell me if you see something that got that Sweet?” 
 he had said this while looking pale was it really that bad or did he just have a weak stomach?  
“Yes sir” i responded  

I was more than happy to quit looking for lost puppies and go check out the scene. I arrived there around 12ish in the afternoon. I did a quick sweep around the farm till I found what seemed to be the bodies.While looking down I noticed how torn apart each body was where it's just a clump of skin and organs. Well the best way to describe it was if someone tried to make a human smoothie. I didn't even know how they were even ID’d , while looking around I saw them all in mush and blood splattered all over the walls and oh how lovely a leg thrown all the way by the sheep which had seemed to be slaughtered as well everything was dead and ripped apart… But why ,who could have done this, what could have done this? I'm still looking around when I find a giant feather. How odd it looks just like the one we saw on monday… When i went back to the station i could see how General Clint got so pale while talking about the scene i decided to go talk more about it with him   

“ Hey Clint, I checked out the scene like you wanted. It was quite gory, any idea so far on what could have done that or who?”   

“ No clue Sweet now you can see why I needed you to check it out. I think finding that feather there was quite odd though.. And why kill the animals too?”    

“ Yea that part kinda had me feelin off to Clint.. Well whatever it is i hope we find it soon before more people get hurt”  

“ I hope so to Sweet “  

I walk away and headed to my desk, would we find whatever did this in time? I can only hope but i know we have to keep this out of the public or it might be like the Salem witch trials again. I decided I had enough for the day and went my merry way on home. I saw someone moving in, I should go say hi so I walked over and knocked on their door. When a young lady seems to be around 20 I say this because she looks my age and I am 20.  

“ Hello ma’am im Sweet i noticed your moving in i just wanted to come welcome you to our sweet small town”  

“ Nice to meet you Sweet my names Angel, and it does seem like quite a sweet town, thank you for coming over now i have to finish unpacking”  

While walking away I noticed sheep fur, quite odd in my opinion. Who knows maybe where Angel is from its normal ? 
 
Chapter 2: Murder Galore  
Time: 7:50, Day: Tuesday, Place: Home. Today yet again I'm up early. I slept in a bit today though, then walked down stairs, made myself a cup of coffee and accidentally spilled a bit on me and i noticed my grandmother wasn't home she probably ran out to the store. So I change my shirt and head on over to work. When I got to the station it was a mess. There had been 5 more murders and close to where I live it put me in quite a panic due to the fact that I have still not seen  my grandmother today which is odd due to the fact that she always calls if I had not seen her in the morning. But that is besides the point Clark told me to go look at the crime scenes. When I arrived there at the first scene I looked around and took notes to myself out loud.  

“Hmmm victim appears to be a young female due to the painted nails and the baby corpse with the umbilical cord  still attached to the baby and the mother the baby appears to be semi- decapitated… while looking further in the house i see the mother’s head she appears to be in her early 20’s i have found the head in the crib what does it mean though… why would the murder put her head there…”  
The amount of blood all over just made this seem personal. Wait, I smell something  that smells like paint so I turn around the corner and find buckets of empty red paint. The whole room was covered with it, how odd. I head back down to the station to go talk to Clark. 

“Red paint , Feathers …. Does this mean something, what is our murderer trying to tell us, Clark?!’  

“ Sweet chill out “  

“ i am fine i am perfectly chill i just need to know more and why would you kill a child and its mother jesus” 
“ Sweet i think you should take a break from this case go spend time with your family let your mind rest, it can take a toll on a person seeing these kind of scenes”  

“ I SAID IM FINE CLARK MY JOB IS TO PROTECT PEOPLE YOU ARE NOT LETTING ME DO MY JOB “  

“Sweet you are dismissed”  

“But-”  

“Go home”  

“Fine-”    

Who the hell does he think he is telling me to go home im fine,he would see that im perfectly fine if he got off his DAMN PHONE. God screw him, I'm going to look at the other scenes. Sweet storms out of the station hair a mess, eyes red with hate, she looks crazy.. She goes back to talking with herself and arrives at the third murder scene. I hate how Clark is treating me like a child gosh this isn't even that bad.. Sweet takes notes to herself out loud.
 
“ Looks to be a male due to the cut of testicle piece i see in a box male appears to have been set on fire, so far my only leads are feathers, red paint, and fire… but what does it mean hopefully the next scene will tell me something, male seems to be well down for how burnt he is yet his skin is missing could that be another clue?...”   

Sweet thinks she's fine but everyone around her can tell she's not, her hair is a mess when it is usually perfectly done and neat. It almost looks like Sweet is crazy. There is a lot of talk about her going on now. Even her grandmother had said she had an obsession with solving cases since her fathers tragic death, even the teachers had noted she had been quite the particular child. Now back in Sweets mind.  
 
Chapter 3: Crazy not insane until proven so  
Time: 4AM, Day: Wednesday, ,Place: Sweets basement. I woke up early and decided to go down to the basement and put together a clue board. So far all the victims have in common is a criminal history, which was funny to me. I never could have seen the old farmers as criminals, that and the object or symbolic scene left behind, the human smoothie with  the feathers, the red paint, the burnt corpse, but what does it all mean? Is the killer out to get those who wronged in the past or as one might say the devils in disguise? I was shocked to find the old farmers had committed such foul things, as I felt the same with the rest of the victims I have seen. But I still have two more scenes to look at. I decided to go drive down the fourth one and take my notes out loud as usual.   

“ Gender is unknown with this victim nor age victim has been charred and diced up , will need to report to the lab to test any DNA to identify the victim, the parts of the victim are pinned on a black wall with long silver nails, but why take the time do this, it appears the murderer has become more neat as they go on.”    

I decide to drive down to the next scene. Upon arriving at the next scene it was stenched with a horrid smell of gas. I began to take my notes as usual and put on a gas mask due to the gas being quite toxic. 
 
“Victim is 40 year old Pal Zain time of death unknown , victim is in complete tact yet has a angel mask put on him, cause of death looks to be strangulation due to redness around his neck area while the gas was most probably put here to ensure his death, well noted the victim is a child sex offender that works with helping adoptions i could see why the killer decided to put an angel mask on him due to the fact that is what he shows himself as a devil in disguise on might say…”  

 By the time I headed home the sun had started to set as I watched the moon rise into the sky, the time was now 8 o'clock sharp. When i opened the door to the house i was shocked to see my grandmother had still not arrived home how odd i thought i should head down to the station and see if any car wreck had been reported, the only car wreck report that had been put in was about a semi truck driver who was under the influence who ran over a boy killed a teenage boy whos carcase was reported to be so badly smashed they couldn't even ID the kid till they found his school idea. I still have no clue where my grandmother is. I start to feel my head get heavy, my heart is beating out of my chest, I feel the sweat start to drip down my face... Sweets had passed out and was found lying there unconscious till someone called the paramedics to go take her to the emergency room.  
 
“W-wha happened where am i was just looking for my grandmother how did i end up here…?” 
 
Detective Clark says to Sweet  
 
“ Your fine Sweets we found you lying on the floor barely breathing i think you had another panic attack this is exactly why i told you to take off some work”  
 
“ i was looking for my grandmother she hasn't showed up so i stopped by the station to go pull up car wreck reports to see if anything had happened” 
 
“ I know you saw the other scenes, Sweet….” 
 
“ Who told i was by myself this whole time…” 
 
“ i had Angel next door keep an eye on you for me” 
 
“ But- how it was 2AM when I left…” 
 
“ Kid listen, I have eyes and ears everywhere I know everything…” 
 
CHAPTER 4: No more home cooked meals  

Time: 1PM, Day: Thursday, Place: The Station. I got a call from the station so I ran there as fast as I could to find out my grandmother had died in her car and was found outside the grocery store. When they arrived and opened her car door flies were everywhere. The fruit was now rotten, the meat had worms coming out of it, the whole car just smelled like death. My grandmother's skin slowly was falling off her face with bloody vomit all over her with black specks in it. I ordered her burial to be next sunday, next sunday was Easter,  her favorite holiday… now my least favorite…. When I got home it was rainy and dark out. The thunderstorm had gotten heavy when I looked outside the window right before the next bang of lightning I saw something or someone with huge wings BANG! The lighting had struck and when it lit the night whatever that thing was, it was gone now.  
 
“What the hell was that” Sweet says to herself 
 
I went to open the fridge now there were rotten apples. One had formed a slimy coating over it.  
 
“ JUST GREAT NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT **** EVERYTHING IS GOING WRONG WHAT DID I DO WHAT DID I DO GOD WHY MUST YOU PUNISH ME” 
  
I take all the glasses and start smashing them. I throw them at everything in sight. I step on the glass yet no scream goes out of my mouth. The floors were now covered with glass and blood BANG the thunder hits harder. I start breaking everything. I smashed the TV and punched a hole in the wall. The house now looked like a mess. I looked like a mess.  
 
i scream at the top of my lungs   

“NOW I AM ALL ALONE NO GRANDMOTHER NO FATHER NO FAMILY WHY THE **** AM I STILL ALIVE?!”   
BANG goes the lightning rivers are flowing from my eyes as I sit in the glass wondering what went wrong in my life for all this stuff to happen. Was it just a curse set to my family? Is that why none of them ever wanted me… 
 
CHAPTER 5: It wasn't me  
Time: 3AM , Day: Friday, Place: ???. I wake up to the voices of something calling me telling me I need to get up out of bed. So I get my clothing on and head out the door. The voices lead me to an abandoned graveyard of some sort. When I turned around I saw that the creature was 6ft tall, had wings as tall as an average man, sharp talon-like teeth in its mouth was the head of Angel. I look down at her corpse which was torn to shreds. I saw the blood oozing out of where her head used to be, I looked where head was and could see where all her veins ran. It was quite fascinating. But i soon realized i was standing in front of the beast that did this so i ran and ran as fast as i could yet i couldn't escape, it was coming at me fast and i was tired and weak i still had glass in my feet. I finally reached the road then I saw bright lights coming. I was like a deer in the headlights of a car. Everything went blank. I woke up in a psych-ward with a thick white jacket on and what felt like a cage around my mouth area tied to the back of my head. How the BLEEP did i get here-   
 
“ Excuse me, who the hell brought me here?!”  
The nurse replied  “ Uhm that young lady over there she said shes your neighbor and heard a lot of loud noises and when she came to go check you out you were passed out in a bunch of glass” 
 
“Angel” i called out  
 
“ Hi Sweets i was worried about you so i brought you here Clark agreed this would be good for you” 
 
“ CLARK DON”T KNOW” BEEP “ YA HEAR ME YOU ALL ARE CRAZY AND YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD I SAW YOU”  

They took me away back into a white room and gave me a bunch of drugs to try to calm me down. They can try to calm me down but they can never calm my mind. They are all out to get me. They think i am crazy but that's not me i know what i saw Angel isn't an angel at all she’s a monster i know she is, she's a freak, she's a killer! They won't believe they are on her side, her word right now is better then mine all because of my dumb freak out i need to let them all know what she really is even if it means killing her. I can't let more die on my watch because of her. I need to think of how to get out of here. I smuggled at knife at lunch cut myself free and ran jumped out of the window and ran like the wind into a nearby forest the sun was setting the sky was rumbling i felt the ran hit my nose and slowly drip down my face then it also started coming from my eyes. Was i crying in the middle of a forest all alone cold and hungry i fall asleep 
 
CHAPTER 6: It's All In Your Head   
Time: 3AM, Day: Saturday, Place: The wild. The forest is cold it raining now im soaked and freezing it has to be at least -15*c. I decided to wander deeper and deeper into the forest, blood dripping down from my feet like the sap coming out of a tree nearby. Then I hear the leaves start to rattle, I freeze in fear of being caught. False alarm it was just a stray rat but i'm so hungry, and that rat looked nice and fat. I decided to decapitate the rat. I heard it scream before its head fell down and I saw some blood drip down its headless corpse. I decided to make a fire and cook that rat and slowly eat the flesh off its bones as the rat's blood drips down my face. I look in the nearby lake while cleaning the dead rats' blood off me in the water instead of seeing my reflection. I saw the same thing that had chased me yesterday that Angel said was fake, i screamed and ran as fast as i could till i reached the road yet again my body felt so tired, i keep hearing someone call my name but i didn't know who it must be all in my head maybe the rat had something to do with it. Blood started to drip down my mouth like a runny nose. It wouldn't stop, I felt my face get red hot and my arms and legs felt like they were breaking, my back aches like I had something grow out of it. The next thing was a blur that happened a lot. My therapist says it's from the trauma of my father’s death, but the same time I started having these we started having murders. The thought never ran across my mind like that… Was I the killer?
 

Chapter 7: Run Rabbit Run 
 
Time :???Day:Sunday, Place:???..  It's all in my head none of this is real i am not a monster i am not a monster i am not a monster. Sweets grabs a knife and holds it up to the doctor 
 
“ I'M NOT A MONSTER NOW AM I???!” 
 
“ Ma’am put down the knife….” 
 
“ TELL ME I'M NOT A MONSTER I NEED TO KNOW **** YOU”  
 
I wake up and I'm still in the forest. That was a crazy weird dream I had. I know I'm not the monster right…? There is no way i could be if i was the killer nobody would find the bodies 
 
*Sweets laughs to herself*  
 
“ i'm not crazy right hahahaha, your gonna die and i'm going to kill you” 
 
*Sweets laughs even louder she really does sound crazy now* 
  
Why do I hear a knock out in the forest solving my mystery like a good detective my father would be so proud. 
 
*Bright lights turn on* 
  
“Is she okay?’ 
 
“ i don't know sir, we put her back on her meds she started laughing  loud” 
 
“ Did you try knocking?” 
“Yes sir i'll try something else” 
 
*Sweets screams in pain*  
 
Chapter 8: Take Your Meds You crazy ***** 
 I wake to bright lights and a man in a big white coat in front of me i can’t hear what he's saying it's all muffled i'm so confused what the hell is going on i was just in the forest not to long ago and now i'm sitting with that seems to be a doctor of sum sort. The next thing I know they stuff down my throat and tell me to go back to my room. I have a room here. I don't even know where I am . I tried to explain that to them but they refused to listen to me no matter what. One of the male nurses yelled at me to take my meds because i'm a crazy ***** I don't wanna take them. I try to keep asking where I am. Heck i even tried calling my boss on the phone during phone time but the number was out of order how odd i thought to myself. I'm still trying to figure out what happened and where I am but nobody is telling me crap and it's making me so FREAKING ANGRY! Then a doctor comes up to me and tells me i am in a psych ward and have been for over ten years my father put me here when i murdered my grandmother telling him a winged man needed her and the only way we could have her was if i cut her throat, that i was in a coma of drugs a doctor had me so drugged he got fired and now the meds wore off. That those 10 years of making friends graduating high school are all fake and that's why sometimes I heard stuff when I was in my own little world quite literally.  
 
Chapter 9: Home free? 
 
I'm now 30 years old and they have released me from the ward. It feels so good to be back out in the open. The grass is green, the sky is blue, the bees are buzzing, I can feel the wind in my hair. At least on the bright side my father’s still alive and my family actually cares about me I guess. I still see the creature with wings though only when my meds start to wear off. Life is good other then that i have my family and now a husband. 
 
-NEWS- : “ 30 Year old Sweet was found dead this morning of a drug overdose she was found with fake angel wings and blood all over her it appears she also died from self harm in conclusion another suicide leaving her son all alone motherless may she rest in peace…” 
 
 
Chapter 10: It starts again? 
 
“ Hi Mr. I love your wings”...... 
 

 
 
THE END 
 

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