Battery (Part 7: End)

Good morning!  It’s the end of the week and the end to another series!  I hope that you enjoyed reading Battery because it was a lot of fun for me to write.  Originally I was going to go a totally different direction with the story, but it somehow ended up this way!  I hope that you have enjoyed this Dark story and I can’t wait to see you next week for a new series!

Battery

Suspect is taken into custody who is linked to at least 2 of the 4 people who were killed by blunt force.  Local lawyer Nicholas Wallace was arrested last night in suspicion of being linked to the serial killings. Officers arrested Wallace at his office early this morning after officers found human blood in the bed of Wallace’s truck.  No formal charges have been brought against Wallace yet.

Nick sat in the interrogation room, tapping his foot nervously on the floor.  He knew he was done for; there was absolutely no way around this. He didn’t even opt for an attorney because he was one.  He was planning on representing himself, for now.

The door opened and Officer Nogall walked in.  He nodded and sat down across from Nick. He cleared his throat.  “Nick. I really hope that all of this is a huge misunderstanding.”

Nick nodded.  “I’m sure it is.  Ask away I can answer everything.”  He was going to do everything in his power to get himself out of this interrogation room scotch free.

The officer nodded and flipped open his folder.  “Bryce McEllis. You were a friend of his and his texts show that he was going to your house the night that he died.  Was that true?”

Nick nodded.  “Yes sir. He said that he was feeling rather depressed and needed to spend some time with a friend.  So I invited him over and we had a couple drinks and just hung out. And then I took him home afterwards.  I dropped him off outside his apartment complex.”

Officer Nogall nodded.  “You didn’t go into the apartments?”

“No I didn’t.  He told me to drop him off outside.  I watched him get inside the gate and then I left.”

The officer wrote down the information and flipped to a new page.  “Okay. And Cyrus Byner. We also have texts saying that she was meeting you.  What happened?”

Nick shifted in his chair and cleared his throat.  “Well. She asked if I wanted a good time, I said yes, but then when she got to my place she got cold feet.  So I offered to drive her home. She said yes and I drove her to her apartments. That’s it. I dropped her off and left.  It’s the same with Ashanti and Nicole.” He looked around the room. “Look. I’m getting set up. Someone must have been following me and now it all looks like I killed these people.  But I am completely innocent. And that blood in the back of my truck…I have absolutely no clue where that came from.”

The officer leaned his elbows on the table and sighed.  “Look Nick. I hear what you are saying, but unfortunately the evidence is against you.  I can’t just look past the fact that you somehow are connected to each of the victims. And everything that you said you did with the victims, no one else can vouch for you.  That’s the problem.”

Nick could feel himself breathing heavier, trying to think of anything to get him out of this situation.  “Look. I could never kill a person. I am on your side of the law. I am a lawyer. I make my clients swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.  You really think that I would throw everything away and go to jail for killing someone. I hope you realize that you are wrong.”

Another officer walked into the interrogation room and handed Officer Nogall a piece of paper.  Officer Nogall read the paper and calmly slid it into his folder. “You know what I think? I think something snapped.  I think that you were getting tired of doing the same thing every single day and you decided to do something crazy. You have hunted deer in the past and you thought…I wonder what it would be like to kill a person.  So when Bryce text you, you decided to kill him instead of helping him feel more welcome. That’s why traces of blood was found in your basement.” He paused and Nick shifted in his chair. Nick was getting more and more nervous, what did these officers find in his house?  “I bet you used the same bat to bash in every single one of the victims heads. There was traces of blood on the wooden baseball bat in your garage and I bet if we were able to get a clean sample, we would be able to match it to the blood found in the bed of your truck.” The officer stood up.  “If you admit to it, I can help you get less jail time.”

Nick felt his face fall, knowing at this moment that he had failed.  “You and I both know that isn’t possible. It will all come down to a jury who will probably sentence me to death.”

“So why did you do it?”

Nick shrugged.  “Honestly I just wanted to see what it was like.  I’m not a bad person, I swear. But I…I don’t know what happened.”

“Can you at least explain why you killed each of the victims?”

Tears started to fill Nick’s eyes.  This was the moment he was not excited for.  “Bryce…I didn’t really choose him. But I knew he didn’t have anyone here that would be looking for him right away.  So when he text me I took it as the perfect opportunity. Cyrus…she was just a pretty waitress who just happened to flirt with me.  She thankfully didn’t have a car so that didn’t complicate things. Ashanti…she just thought that I was her uber driver. That one was 100% not planned at all.  I actually just had the bat in the back of my truck and it all just worked out perfectly. Nicole…I met her through Tinder. And I suggested we go somewhere isolated on purpose.  I never actually intended on taking her to the woods to kill her…I just kept driving and that’s where we ended up.”

Officer Nogall sat down at the table again.  “Did you have your next victim in mind?”

Nick shook his head.  “No. I didn’t really plan each of my victims.  It just happened how it happened. I didn’t have a plot against each of these people, they just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.  And I happened to be the person they walked into. And I took their life. But honestly…” Nick looked up from the table with a maniacal look in his eye.  “I would’ve loved to kill one more person. You know…make it an even 5.”

The officer stood up and walked around the table.  He forced Nick to stand up and handcuffed him. “No Nick…I don’t know.  Because unlike you, I don’t kill people for sport. If you were really on our side, you would’ve been helping us find the murderer.”  He paused. “On second thought, I guess you are. Because you led us right to the murderer. You.”  

He led Nick of the small interrogation room and down a long hallway to a holding cell.  The officer uncuffed Nick and threw him into the cell. “I hope you like it in there, because you will be in something like that for the rest of your life.”

And with the slam of the holding cell door, Nick burst into tears.  He had thrown everything away for nothing. He was now stuck here and he was never going to get out.  He still didn’t really know why he did what he did. But all he did know what that he was a mess up and he was never going to get his life back.

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Battery (Part 6)

Good morning!  It’s Friday!  Did everyone have a good week this week?  Any exciting plans for the weekend?  We are here to check in on Nick once again to see what he is up to.  So before we start this Dark story, I do have one final question.  Does anyone have any kind of story that they would like to see on the blog?  I would love to hear what you had to say!  Enjoy!

Battery

Nicole Silina found dead in the woods last night.  She was found by a hunter who was on the lookout for deer.  She was killed by blunt force trauma to the head, the same as the other 3 victims: Bryce McEllis, Cyrus Byner, and Ashanti Jones.  She is survived by her parents Nancy and Nathan.

“Can you believe it?  There were four murders all about a week apart from each other, and no leads about any of them.  How sad.” Adam was sitting in Nick’s office before the day started. They were supposed to go over the murder trial that Adam was supposed to represent again, but he seemed more interested in Nicole’s murder.

Nick nodded.  “I know. It’s so sad.  I’m pretty sure I could’ve stopped on of them.  You know the third one, Ashanti Jones? I took her home from the bar because she was super drunk.  But she told me to drop her off at the corner by her house and that’s what I did. If I would’ve actually taken her home, I would’ve been able to save her.”

Adam leaned forward and put his hand on Nick’s shoulder.  “You couldn’t have planned that buddy. It could’ve been the same outcome if you didn’t talk to her at all.  You will be fine. Maybe you and Tashia should go on a vacation or something? Maybe you guys should rent a cabin in the woods and go relax.”

Nick leaned his chair back and thought about it.  “You know…maybe we will. That’s not a bad idea.”

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“Officers.  How can I help you?”  Nick opened his office door to be greeted by 2 police officers.  He didn’t know why they were there even though he had his suspicions.

Officer Nogall reached out his hand and gave Nick a firm handshake.  “Nick, this is Officer Ramson. We have a couple of questions for you if you don’t mind.”

Nick shrugged.  “Sure. I have some time before I meet with a client.  Please, have a seat.” He walked around his desk and sat down in his chair.  “So…how can I help you gentlemen?”

Nagall looked Nick straight in the eye.  “What did you do last night at 8 pm?”

“Uh…”  Nick had to make it look like he wasn’t suspicious.  “I was at home working. I know that’s going to make me look suspicious but seriously.  I am married to my work.”

Ramson leaned back in his chair.  “So you didn’t go on a date with Nicole Silina?”

Nick tried to look as shocked as possible.  “What? No. I have a girlfriend. I wouldn’t go on a date with another chick.  Why would you think I killed her?”

Ramson pulled out a photo.  “And this isn’t you? This isn’t your Tinder profile?”

Nick grabbed the photo and looked at it.  It was the photo he used on Tinder, how was he going to get around this?  “No. Someone is pretending to be me and then they killed that poor girl. Do you really think I was capable of killing someone?”

“What kind of car do you drive?”

Uh oh.  There was no way of getting around this question.  “A Dodge Ram. Why?”

The officers looked at each other.  Officer Nogall pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Nick.  “I’m sorry Nick. We have a warrant to search your belongings. Your car, your phone, your house, your office.”  He sighed. “Is there anything you want to tell us before we start looking at your stuff?”

Nick shook his head.  He knew that if the officers found anything it would all be coincidental.  “No sir I’m not hiding anything. Go ahead and search all you want.” He sat back as the officers walked out of the office to his truck.  Nick found himself starting to panic a little bit. Did he leave any incriminating evidence in his truck? The bat was at home and it had been cleaned like crazy but there was still a chance that the officers would find something.

He started working on his case to keep his mind off of the officers.  But no matter what he did, his mind kept going back to the officers finding something and incriminating him.  Suddenly Officer Nogall walked into Nick’s office. “Nick I need you to come outside for a moment please.”

Nick quickly stood up and followed Officer Nogall outside the law office.  Officer Ramson was squatting in the bed of Nick’s truck with a small flashlight in his hand.  “Nick…do you wanna explain this blood in the bed of your truck?”

“I went hunting this past weekend and I put my deer in the bed of my truck.  I just haven’t really had time to clean it.” He could feel himself getting kind of antsy, hoping the officers would buy his story.”

Officer Ramson slowly stood up.  “Okay. So do you wanna explain the human blood that is in the bed of your truck?”

“Uh…”  Nick felt all the blood drain from his face.  There was absolutely no way that he was going to get past this.

Officer Nogall grabbed Nick’s hands and handcuffed them behind his back.  “Nick, you have the right to remain silent.  Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.  You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.”  And with that Nick was led to the cop car and placed in the back seat.

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Battery (Part 5)

Good morning!  It’s Friday!  Does anyone have any awesome plans for the weekend?  I hope to get some writing done, but otherwise I have to work.  Oh well, you do what you gotta do right?

We continue on our journey with Nick.  I thought he would’ve been caught by now, but I guess he was sneaker than I thought.  We continue on this Dark story to see what will happen next.  Enjoy!

Battery

The body of Ashanti Jones was found next to Inada Street in the early hours of the morning.  She was killed by blunt force trauma to the back of her head. Police are asking for any information about her death.  She is survived by her parents, Shaun and Dory, and 4 younger sisters.

“Hello officer.  Come on in.” Nick shook the hand of the police officer and showed him into the office.  He pointed to a chair in front of his desk. “Please have a seat. How can I help you?”

Officer Nogall sat in his chair and looked at Nick.  “We have video outside of Jo’s Bar where you let Ashanti Jones into your truck.  Is that true?”

Nick leaned back in his chair.  It had been three days since he had killed Ashanti and he was a little nervous since the police had come to him.  “Uh…yeah. I got in my car and she knocked on the window and asked if I would give her a ride. She was super drunk and she asked if I was her Uber.  I wasn’t but I agreed to take her home to make sure she was safe. She told me her address and told me to drop her off at the corner because he parents wouldn’t approve of someone dropping her off that they didn’t know.  So that’s what I did. I dropped her off on the corner of Amelia and Courtney. Once she got out of the truck, I went home. That’s it.”

“So you didn’t take her to the middle of Inada and kill her?”

“What?”  Nick was shocked.  Where they actually accusing him of murder?  “No! I am on your side, you know that. I would never do something like that.  I wanted to make sure that she got home safely.” He shook his head. “I didn’t know it was wrong of me to be a decent human being.”

The officer held up a hand.  “I know you are upset. I just have to ask.  I know you’re a good guy Nick, I am just doing my job.  And I believe you. I don’t think you would hurt a fly. Thank you for your time.”  He got up and shook Nick’s hand.

Nick showed him to the door.  “Thank you officer. I hope you can figure out who did it.”

Officer Nogall turned back.  “Me too Nick. Me too.”

 

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“No…no…no…oh, definitely no…oh…maybe…”  Nick was flipping through Tinder hoping to find someone he could bring over for the night.  Tashia was out of town so it made things a lot easier for him to find someone to kill. It had been 3 days since the police talked to him about Ashanti and he was getting anxious about killing someone.

He came across the picture of a stunning girl named Nicole.  She had long blonde hair and big blue eyes. He snickered, she kinda looked like Tashia.  Nick swiped right and got an immediate match. He sent her a message. Hey babes.  What are you up to today?

Nick sat back and waited.  Was she going to message him back?  His phone buzzed and he picked it up.  It was a message from Nicole. Not much.  Just waiting for you to come over ;).

Nick stood up and started to get his plan into action.  What your address?  I can come on over if you’re ready.

He went into the garage and found the baseball bat.  His phone vibrated as he set the bat in the bed of his truck.  My roommate leaves for work in 10 minutes, so we will have the house to myself.  So you can make your way over.  She added her address and Nick was ready for the kill.

Okay.  I will see you soon.  He poured some coolant into a small jar and closed the lid.  Nick climbed into his truck and made his way over to Nicole’s place.

He parked in the visitor parking of the apartment complex and walked over to her apartment.  Nick smiled, it was a single story apartment that shared one wall with another apartment. It was the perfect set up, but he still didn’t think he could pull off a murder in the apartment.  Nick walked up to the door and knocked. He waited for a mere second before the door flew open. Inside was a young girl who was probably 18 wearing a questionable amount of clothes.  Nick was immediately dragged into the apartment and thrown on the couch. “Hey baby. You ready to get the party started?”

Nick slowly stood up and put his hands on her hips.  “Yes. But…maybe we should go somewhere else. Somewhere more private?”  He winked, hoping that it would sway her to go somewhere more isolated.

She giggled and smiled.  “Sure. Where were you thinking?”

He shrugged.  “I don’t know.  Just…somewhere where no one would find us.  What do you say?”

Nicole giggled again.  “Sure. I’m game for whatever.  Let’s go!”

Nick led her out the door and toward his car.  He knew he was going to take her out to the country and beat her with the bat.  He still wasn’t sure how he was going to do it but what he did know that he was going to take another life.

The entire drive was filled with non-important chatter.  Nick didn’t really care about Nicole’s life and what she wanted to do with her life.  And he definitely didn’t care about her 2 hamsters that she hoped would have babies. But when he was getting close to his victim, he had to listen to them and make them feel like he cared.

He ended up driving a lot further than he expected to, going into a more mountainous area.  It actually would make things easier in regards to killing Nicole. He pulled over on the side of the road and parked the truck.  “I think this is isolated enough. What do you think?”

Nicole leaned over the middle console and kissed Nick.  “This is perfect. We can go far into the woods and no one will ever find us or hear us.  Let’s get started.” She quickly jumped out of the truck and started making her way deep into the forest.

Nick slowly got out of the driver’s seat and grabbed the bat out of the bed of the truck.  He started following Nicole, watching her outline go deeper into the trees. He had to make sure not to lose her since it was getting dark.  She stopped and turned around to look at him. “Do you think this is far enough?”

“Yeah!  I think this is good.”  He had to yell to her because he was so far behind.  But he saw her turn around and start getting undressed.  He felt his heart jump, he didn’t want her to be found naked.  Nick started to sprint forward and lifted the bat above his head to strike her.  He got close enough and smashed the bat on the top of her head.  Her whole body crumpled and he hit her again. Nick stood there over her body, watching a pool of blood form around her head.

4 people who he killed, 4 innocent lives he had taken, 0 regrets about anything that had happened.

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Battery (Part 4)

Good morning!  I hope everyone is doing well today.  It is Friday so I’m curious if anyone has plans for this weekend.  Doing anything fun?  Before the weekend, we need to carry on with Nick to see what happens next in the story.  Will Nick get caught?  Will he have another victim.  Find out today in the next part of this Dark story.  Enjoy!

Battery

The body of Cyrus Byner was found in the middle of the street near 16th and Target Drive.  Her body was almost run over by a resident of the neighborhood, saying “I didn’t know what it was until I got close enough.  I thought it was a tree trunk that a kid threw in the road. That poor girl.” No word on if this death had anything to do with the murder of Bryce McEllis last week.  If you have any leads on either case, please contact the police department. She was survived by her parents, Bill and Cindy, and two sisters Emma and Laura.

 

Nick sat in the local diner eating breakfast.  He didn’t go there too often, only for special occasions.  He sat in the booth with a plate and coffee in front of him.  A hand grabbed his shoulder. “Hey hot stuff.”

He looked up to see his girlfriend sit in the booth across from him.  “Hey beautiful. What are you up to?”

She nodded at the waitress and waved.  “Nothing much. Just…school. As per usual.  You?”

Nick sighed.  “Uh…I’m working on a case with Adam.  It’s a mistrial for a murderer. But I can’t talk too much about it.”

The waitress walked over and dropped a plate of pancakes and some coffee on the table.  “It’s so nice to see you Tashia. Enjoy your food.”

Tashia smiled.  “Thanks Peggy.” She took a sip of coffee and looked at Nick.  “Have you heard about the murder of that girl? Cyrus…was that her name?”

Nick nodded.  “Yeah. I saw it on the news this morning.  That poor girl.”

Tashia shook her head.  “Did you hear that the person who killed her poured bleach in her mouth like they were trying to mask their identity?  Like, they might’ve kissed and the murdered didn’t want the police to see their identity. How sadistic do you have to be?”

“Yeah…”  Nick looked out the window.  “This whole situation is horrible.”

They finished breakfast and went their separate ways.  Nick went through his day like normal, trying to stay relaxed.  He had to plan his next murder, but he would have to wait a couple days.  He had just killed Cyrus the night before, he couldn’t kill this quickly.

 

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Nick drove through the town a week after Cyrus’s murder, trying to decide what to do next.  Who was going to be his next victim? Where was he going to meet him or her? He pulled up to the bar where he was planning on meeting his next victim.

He stepped inside the bar and walked up to the counter.  Nick sat on a barstool and gave his order to the bartender.  He sat for a while, contemplating if someone was going to come up to him or vice versa.

Nothing happened.

He sat the entire night in the bar and no one came up to him.  He only had one drink and left after 30 minutes. Maybe the bar wasn’t the right place to meet someone.  Nick walked out to his truck and got into the driver’s seat. He barely started the truck when there was a knock on his passenger window.  Nick turned to see a woman who was obviously drunk tapping the window. He rolled it down and she giggled. “Are you my Uber driver?”

“What?”

She giggled again.  “I’m looking for an Uber for Ashanti.  Is that you?”

Nick felt himself start to smile.  “Yeah. I’m your Uber driver. Get in.  I’ll take you home.”

Ashanti cheered and climbed into the backseat of the truck.  “So my address is 4344 Amelia Drive. But you can drop me off down the street.  My parents don’t approve of me coming home in an Uber.”

Nick nodded as he drove.  He didn’t know where he was going, but he knew it wasn’t going to be her address.  “So…were you at the bar with friends?” There was no answer. Nick turned around to see that Ashanti had fallen asleep in the backseat of the truck.  Perfect.  He kept driving around until he ended up in the next town over.  He stopped at a large field on the outskirts, very similar to where he dumped Bryce’s body.

He parked in the middle of the street and coughed.  “Uh…we are here.” Ashanti didn’t move. He tapped her leg.  “Ashanti?”

She jumped.  “What? We’re here.  Okay…thank you.” Nick watched her get out of the truck and quickly followed suit.  He walked around the bed of the truck so he met up with her. But he made sure to grab the bat out of the bed and keep it low by his side.  She looked at him. “Where are we? This isn’t home…”

Nick put the baseball bat end on Ashanti’s collarbone and pushed her back slightly.  He pointed toward the field. “Go.”

Tears started streaming down Ashanti’s cheeks.  “Please…I don’t want to die….I won’t press charges if you just let me go…please!”

Nick pointed at the field again.  “Go!” Ashanti started to walk toward the field with her hands up in the air.  Nick held the bat against the back of her head, making sure she knew he was still following her.  “Stop.” Nick made her stop before he made it to the dirt so he didn’t leave footprints behind. “Get down on your knees.”

Ashanti got down on her knees and whimpered.  “Please…I don’t want to die…” Her voice trailed off, losing any meaning as the air took it away.

Nick lifted the bat up and he swung harder than he had swung before.  Ashanti’s body fell sideways into the dirt, a small pool of blood forming around her head.  He watched her body for a few moments to make sure she was dead. When she didn’t move, he walked back to the truck.  Nick threw the bat into the bed of the truck and got in the driver’s seat to make his journey home.

What he thought was going to be an uneventful night, turned out to be a great night after all.

Battery (Part 2)

Good morning!  It is Friday!  Is everyone ready for the weekend?  I wish that I could say I was but I have to work all weekend.  But, enough about me, let get into the story.

Did you enjoy last weeks part one of this new story?  I hope so because I really liked writing this story.  I promise that the future parts (including this one) will be more exciting.  This story is Dark so I hope you enjoy!

Battery

Nick had to decide what the best route of killing would be.  He knew he had quite a few weapons but he had to pick which was the best one.  He didn’t want to use his gun because the police could trace the bullet back to him.  But he could use his knife to stab Bryce; that way he could keep the knife with him. It wouldn’t leave a trace but it may take awhile for the victim to bleed out.

He also considered the baseball bat that was abandoned in the garage.  That would be a quick blow to the head and almost an instant death. The biggest problem with a bat was the clean up after the attack.  Which would be easier to clean up: a stabbing bleed out or a baseball bashed over the head?

Nick decided on the bat; it would be a quicker death meaning less pain for the victim.

He waited on the couch until the doorbell rang.  He quickly stood up and walked over to the large oak door.  He checked through the peephole and saw Bryce standing on the other side.  Nick quickly threw open the door with more gusto than he was expecting. “Hey buddy!  Come on in.” He held the door open to let Bryce inside the large living room. “What do you fancy to drink?  I got some Jack Daniels, Jim Bean, some Fireball. Anything sound good?”

Bryce was staring at the large living room, his eyes as wide as saucers.  “Your place is stunning! I didn’t realize you had such a big house. And you live here by yourself?”

Nick nodded.  “Yeah. I have worked my way through the ranks to become a more popular lawyer.  I have put a lot of time and effort into I have been able to live my dream life.”  He handed Bryce a glass of whiskey. “Here. Jack Daniels is my personal favorite.”

Bryce cautiously took the glass from Nick.  “I don’t drink that often so I can’t say how I will act with alcohol in my system.  But…thanks.”

They sat down in the living room and Nick let out a sigh.  “So…what made you move here? Like, I know your job. But why did you choose…here?”

Bryce shrugged.  “I don’t know. My family lived in a very small town.  So growing up, everyone knows everyone and everything about everyone.  And so when I was given the opportunity to move away I took it. I mean…I moved 3 states away just to start over and start my own life.”  He finished his drink and set the glass down on the coffee table. “Thanks for the drink. I really needed it.”

Nick stood up and took the glass.  “No problem. Let me get you some more.”  He stepped into the next room to pour another glass and take a breath.  He needed to somehow get Bryce into the basement and smash his head with the bat.  Before Bryce arrived, Nick had taken the baseball bat down to the basement and hid it by the stairs.  It wasn’t a foolproof plan, but it may just work.

He walked back into the living room and set the glasses down on the table.  “Here you go. So tell me more about yourself. You got a girlfriend?”

Bryce took a drink and shook his head.  “No. I’m still so new here that I don’t know many people.  I haven’t really had time to go out to meet people.”

Nick nodded.  “That’s true. There are some awesome people in this town, you just need to go out and meet them.”  He leaned back in his chair and felt his heart start to pound. He needed to do something fast. “Hey…”  He coughed, trying to clear his throat to start the conversation. “I have a game room downstairs. You know, pool table, foosball table, some gaming equipment.  You wanna head down there?”

Bryce’s eyes widened.  “How did you get a pool table down to your basement?”

“Well I didn’t.  The movers did. I still don’t really know how they did it.”  Nick stood up and led Bryce toward the basement door. He opened it, showing Bryce inside.  Nick followed Bryce down the staircase to the empty basement. His eyes locked onto the baseball bat sitting next to the stairs but still out of sight of Bryce.

The two of them continued their decent and Nick swiftly grabbed the bat, putting it behind his back in the hopes that Bryce hadn’t seen it.  Bryce stepped down onto the floor of the basement and started to slowly turn around in confusion. “Uh…why is this room empty? I thought you said it was a game room.”

Bryce turned around to look at Nick, but his face soon met with the wooden baseball bat.  Nick swung as hard as he could and smashed Bryce’s face. Bryce flew across the room, his face connecting with one of the walls.  Nick continued to swing, smashing the bat against Bryce’s body until it stopped moving. He let out a breath and then let out a laugh.  

He did it.  He actually managed to kill someone.  And he didn’t feel bad in the slightest.  His heart was pounding as he tried to calm himself down.  As Nick stood there, he realized he needed to get rid of the body.  “Huh…now…how am I going to do this?” Bryce’s body was strewn across the floor and there was blood everywhere.  He could clean up the blood later, but the body had to go somewhere tonight.

Nick ran up the stairs into his kitchen.  He grabbed a trash bag from under the sink, some gloves from his cleaning cabinet, and ran back to the basement.  He put on his gloves and stuffed Bryce’s body into the trash bag. But as he did that, he started to wonder if he had touched Bryce.  “Okay…retrace your steps. You met him at the door…you didn’t shake his hand…you didn’t touch him with your hands…only the bat.  Okay…we should be good. If not…I’ll come up with something.” He kicked Bryce’s phone that was on the ground and smashed it with the baseball bat.  Nick gathered the pieces and threw them in the bag with the body. He tied the bag closed, carried it up the stairs, and walked to his garage.

He threw the bag in the bed of his truck and got in the driver’s seat.  Nick looked down and realized he wasn’t completely covered in blood. He was safe if anyone happened to see him.  The engine roared to life as the garage door opened. If anyone saw him leaving this late, he could always say he was taking Bryce home.  But then, why would be have ended up dead?

The truck drove out of the neighborhood and out into the countryside.  He stopped at a large field that didn’t have any houses or life around.  It was completely dark, the only light came from the moon and stars from the night.  Nick shut off the truck off in the middle of the road and got out. He walked around to the bed and took one final look around; there wasn’t a single soul out at this hour of the night.

Nick put on some fresh gloves, reached his hand into the bed of the truck, and grabbed a hold of the bag.  He lifted it over the edge and threw it into the ditch on the side of the road. The bag landed with a thud and slid down the hill to the bottom.  Nick stood there for a moment before getting back into his truck. He slowly turned the truck around and made his way back toward his home. But he wasn’t excited for what was to come at home.

There was a lot of blood just waiting to be cleaned up.

Battery (Part 1)

Good morning!  It’s Friday today which means it’s only 1 day until the weekend and then it will be time to relax.  I am very excited for that to happen.

But, before the weekend, we are starting a new story.  I had an idea to have a long series (this was before I started the Winchester Wednesdays) but I was planning on starting this series in January of 2020.  But, I shortly ran out of ideas on this kind of story and I shortened it to post on here.  So here it is for all of you to enjoy!

This story is categorized as Dark, so please enjoy!

Battery

The sun was setting over the horizon of the warm spring evening.  There was a slight breeze keeping the air cool and comfortable. Nick sat on his back patio, shooing away the crow that was sitting next to him.  “Stupid crow. Shoo!” He waved his arms at the crow making it fly away. He scoffed. “Thank you….geez.”

He leaned back in his chair and looked around his yard.  He lived in a large house in a wealthy neighborhood and had a large yard to relax in.  Nick was a lawyer in his town and everyone loved him. He was one of the more popular lawyers in the large city so he was working a lot.  But he was able to live a pretty lavish life by himself. His friends were all baffled why he was still single, but his answer was always that he was married to his work.

As Nick sat on the porch and the crow came back.  It landed on the porch and started walking near Nick’s feet.  Nick slowly reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pocket knife.  He slowly opened it and threw it at the crow. The crow cawed and tried to lift off the ground but his wing was stuck with the knife.  It flailed around before falling over, it’s chest stopping. Nick stood up and kicked the bird making sure it was dead before picking it up and taking it to the trash can.  

Nick realized his heart was racing.  But he didn’t feel nervous. He didn’t feel pain.  It was more like an adrenaline rush. Maybe that’s why he liked being a lawyer so much; the adrenaline of a trial and court was always exciting to Nick.  He didn’t have any remorse for what he did. Was this a good thing?

He walked inside the house and made his way toward his office.  It was almost identical to the one he had at his actual office. The large oak desk was in the center of the room with his laptop in the middle.  There was a large window with a bookshelf on either side, all the shelves filled with books and random art pieces.  

A couple of trophy deer heads sat up on the wall, displaying what Nick had done.  He was proud of those pieces and he was proud of what he had done as a lawyer. As he stood there admiring his trophies, his phone began to buzz in his pocket.  He pulled it out and looked at the screen, it was one of his best friends and law buddy Adam. He answered. “Hey buddy. What’s going on?”

“Hey…I have a favor to ask.”

Nick sat on the edge of his desk.  “Sure. What’s up?”

There was a cough on the other end of the phone.  “So, you know that murder trial I was working on last year?”

Nick nodded then realized he was on the phone.  “Yeah…the one where the guy killed 9 people?”

“Yeah that one.  Well…apparently it was a mistrial and one of the jury members was paid to vote guilty.  So it’s going to be a whole new can of worms. I just don’t think I’m up for it again. Would you be able to take it?”

Nick groaned.  “Seriously? I know nothing about the case.  You expect me to just take up this case with no prior knowledge of it?”

“Well…I could give you everything I have and go over all the notes with you.  I just don’t want to go through all the turmoil and emotional pain of it again.”

Nick snickered.  “Adam. I can’t take that case from you.  I am busy enough as it is and I have so many cases.  I’m sorry.”

There was a sigh on the other end of the phone.  “Okay…it was worth a shot. But seriously. I don’t think I’m going to survive going through it again.”

Nick looked up at the deer heads as he stood up from the desk.  “Well I’ll tell you what. If you need a second opinion on anything let me know.  I can definitely help you out. And when it’s over, I’ll buy you a drink.”

“Thanks man.  I appreciate it.  And I will take you up on the help and the drink.  Have a good night.”

“You too.”  Nick hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.  “How hard would it be to kill someone? Is that a crazy thought?  It can’t be much harder than the deer, right?” He quickly left his office and ran toward his basement.  He threw the door open and bolted down the stairs to the dark room. It was empty but it was the perfect place to kill someone.  He had killed animals before but a person was different. What could go wrong?

Nick paced around his office.  “Nick…this is crazy. Do you think you would really be able to pull off a murder when you are on the other side of the law?  You are insane.” He fell into his chair and looked out the window behind him. If he did this and got caught, it was going to be the end of his law career.  Was he really going to give up everything that he went to school for to see if he could kill someone?

But there was this tiny piece of him that was curious.  He had hunted animals before and kept trophies of them in his office.  He was curious just how hard it would be to take a human life. Would he feel any remorse?  There was really only one way to find out.

As Nick pondered about his feelings, he felt his phone start to vibrate again.  He pulled it out of his pocket to see a familiar face. It was one of his church friends, a new guy who was still new to the church family.  He had no family in the area because he moved here for a job. It seemed like too easy of a victim. “Hey dude.”

“Hey.  I was wondering if you doing anything tonight.  I…I’m feeling kinda depressed. And…you’re one of my only friends here.  Would it be okay if we met up somewhere and hung out?”

Perfect.  “Yeah man.  Just grab an Uber and you can come on over to my place.  I got some good alcohol we can drink, if you want to anyway.”

“Okay.  Yeah, I can do that.  I don’t have a car so Uber is the only way to go.  I just need an address and I will see you soon.”

This was just too easy.  Nick felt an evil grin starting to form on his face.  “Yeah man. I’ll text you my address and I will see you soon.”

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