Chapter Two

Asriel Parker had mixed feelings about the situation he had found himself in once again. He was in an interrogation cube with mirrors as it's walls. The fact that he was getting used to the ugly wooden chair he was seated on and the creaky table that had a recording machine on it was doing nothing to comfort him. He sighed. It was neither the first nor the second time that he was in such a situation. Heck, it was not the third or the fourth or the fifth time either.

It was the sixth time and he was tired of all of it.

He was tired of being the first one to walk in on a bloodless, hairless dead woman with a gruesome number burn on her abdomen and two bullet holes in the head.

He was tired of being the one to call the cops with shaking hands and narrate the same son story over and over again, the only difference being the names.

He was tired of losing someone he cared about.

A man could go mad with such things happening in his life. The only reason he was still sane was because he had been going for therapy sessions. He could barely sleep at night. The only times that he slept was when took some strong sleeping pills that did strange things to his eye colour but even then, he would wake up with a sweat because of the nightmares.

"Why? Why them?" Asriel asked his clenched hands as if they would give him the answers he wanted _ the answers he needed. "Why not just blow my brains out instead of theirs?"

"Because Asriel Parker, death would be an easy way out for you." Asriel looked up from his hands and to the source of the voice. A brunette man around his age with brown eyes in cotton pajamas and a black jacket had walked in. He was holding a note book and pen.

"Nice outfit, Darral Cooper." Asriel sniggered, pronouncing his name with clear distaste. Darral glared at him, clearly not happy with the sarcastic compliment.

"Nice job losing another one, Asriel Parker." Darral shot back, using almost more venom in his voice when he said his name. Asriel's ‘smile’ immediately dropped and he looked back down at his hands. He had spaced out, looking like he was lost in his own world.

Another man their age had also walked in after Darral. His neat black hair and clean attire as if he wasn't woken up at an odd hour. Even his brown eyes looked bright and alert. But then again, that was just how Andrew Pierce always looked.

"That was low detective Cooper, even for you." Andrew said while dragging in his own chair that he positioned behind Darral and sat down on.

Darral turned to defend himself but Andrew spoke before he could.

"He only complimented your outfit. Detective, how you took it was entirely your choice."

Darral cursed under his breath and sat down infront of Asriel.

Asriel and Darral once attended the same school and were in the same class. Their rivalry started when Asriel had transferred to Darral's school and his class. Both Darral and Asriel were athletic, smart and not to mention very good looking and so they were very popular. Because of this, they just silently disliked eachother and saw eachother as competitors.

This changed when Darral started to taunt Asriel and hit him.

Asriel never ever reacted to Darral's taunts or insults never fought back his beatings and that pissed Darral off. It was like he craved Asriel's reaction but never got it out just by bothering him so Darral changed his target of his taunts to Ataliah Parker; Asriel and Asaiah Parker's younger sister.

Almost immediately, Asriel reacted and Darral ended up in a hospital for three weeks. After getting discharged, Darral was teased because he beaten up by some skinny weakling and ended up transferring to another school. Asriel ended up getting homeschooled because the other people at the school were all afraid of him and behaved like they were walking in thin ice around him.

"I would say that it is nice to see you again but that would be a huge lie." Darral said leaning on the table across Asriel.

Asriel scoffed. "Like lying has ever been an issue for you."

"Please don't." Andrew said from behind Darral. The two had forgotten that he was even there with them. The two even had a silent non-blinking glaring contest going on.

"So can we get to work?" Andrew added when neither of the two looked away from each other.

"So Asriel, what were you doing at miss Veronica Meyer's house?" Darral asked _ and accidentally blinked. Asriel smiled in silent victory and leaned back in his seat. His smile vanished immediately the question registered _ again, he did not like the fact that he was used to the questions.

"We had dinner plans. When I got there, I knocked but I didn't get an answer so I let myself in. That was when I found her like that in her room." Asriel answered.

Darral nodded. "And how did you let yourself in?"

"The door was already unlocked when I got there." Asriel said almost roboticaly.

Darral looked over his shoulder and tilted slightly to face Andrew who was writing down something quietly. "Is it me or is this getting old?" Darral asked him.

Both Asriel and Andrew seemed confused by his question. "What do you mean Darral?" Andrew asked.

"Yes Darral, what are you insinuating?" Asriel asked, already not liking the smile that he was giving him. Darral laughed lightly and waved a hand dismissively at both of them.

"Don't worry, I will be getting there soon." He said and stood up. He placed his hands on the table and leaned down towards Asriel. "So tell me Asriel, why is it that you have only been dating women that were obsessed with you?"

Asriel was stunned but Andrew was also standing up. "Darral, that is confidential infor_"

"Please stay quiet and let me work mister Pierce." Darral ordered Andrew. With a last warning look over his shoulder, he coldly added. "That is an order."

Andrew sighed and sat down again, picking up the notebook and pen that he had dropped. "Stupid order of seniority. Stupid protocol." He muttered under his breath.

"I'm waiting for an answer mister Parker." Darral said turning back to Asriel. Asriel was too stunned by the new piece of information to answer immediately.

Obsessed with him? What on earth did that stupid Cooper mean by that? "I have no idea what you are talking about."

Darral chuckled nastily. "Ever heard of a Theodore Robert Bundy? He was also known as Ted Bundy."

Yes. Asriel knew who Ted Bundy was. The man was a psychotic killer who murdered women just for the sake of it. Asriel's stomach dropped when he got what Darral was trying to say. He also stood up angrily and moved his face infront of Darral's face.

"Are you insinuating that I killed those women?" Asriel growled. Darral tutted and stood straighter, a cold smile on his face.

"You probably shouldn't get violent here Parker, there are cameras here and assaulting a police officer is against the law." Darral answered.

"You are no police officer, you are a piece of shit that is taking advantage of the situation and pinning the blame on me." Asriel spat angrily.

Darral sighed as if he was talking to naughty child and sat down. "Rack through your small brain Parker. I did not mention anything about you being the culprit so please do enlighten me on why you suddenly think that I am pinning anything on you."

Asriel was basically drilling holes on Darral's head. "What did you mean by obsessed with me?"

Darral whistled as he pulled out two magazines and eight pictures from the pocket of his jacket and threw them across the table towards Asriel. Asriel picked them up with shaking hands. He was the front cover of the two magazines and in the pictures, his head was circled with the red ink from a permanent marker. Asriel frowned, he had a new addition to his nightmares.

"Those and many more were found at the all the crime scenes of this ‘Parker girl killer’. So, care to explain?" Darral said, his cold and calculating gaze on the man in front of him. Asriel threw the pictures back at him and sat down.

"Have you considered the possibility that the killer might have placed them there on purpose?" He asked. Darral smiled coldly again.

"Sticking with denial ehy?" He said nodding his head. "Good call Parker."

Asriel was finding it hard to keep his cool. Oh how he wanted to snap the neck of the man in front of him. "I will not say anything else or answer any more questions without my lawyer."

Darral nodded again. "Of course. You do have the right to remain silent after all. I already got exactly what I wanted though. So that means that you are free to go for now. " Darral said with a shrug, "That is, unless some other evidence comes out."

Asriel stood up. "Everyone is innocent in the eyes of the law until proven guilty."

Again Darral nodded with a smile and waved goodbye to him.

Asriel walked out of the cube, barely controlling his shaking. He needed to see his therapist for an early appointment.

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Theodore Robert Bundy (also known as Ted Bundy) was a serial killer who reigned in the 1970s

"I am the most cold hearted son of a bitch you will ever meet." Ted Bundy said during an interrogation after being finally caught.

Ted Bundy had a strange urge for killing women, a reason still not historically known. Or is it?

Ted Bundy was described as a good looking man and others called him kind. So when two women accused him as a killer, they were dismissed immediately.

Ted took advantage of the fact that he looked innocent and couldn't kill a fly to expand his killing spree.

He would lure women to his car by wearing a cast and pretending to need help. He would kidnap them and kill them.

He dumped all the bodies in one place and after a long time, he would go and have sex with the corpse.

He would them keep the skull of the victim as a souvenir/trophy because he could.

"You are always drawn to the crime scene no matter what. The place becomes sacred to you. Its just the way of a killer. Its just the way it is." Ted said with a smile. (Sicko)

Ted even waved at the cameras happily when he was caught. He clearly didn't mind being caught.

Theodore Robert Bundy was sentenced to death by the electric chair.

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