Post by reaper on Aug 22, 2016 6:38:18 GMT -5
Reaper stands under a single light bulb in a black room. On each side of the immune system leader stands the Draven Brothers. Light hangs from a single chord that slowly swings back and forth, illuminating the faces of all three men casting shadows that dance across the three men's faces. A Sinister look is on Reaper's face as he begins to laugh before speaking.
Reaper- Mr. Brown, Mr. Vano, miss Reina. See I believe you have a misunderstanding of Who We Are. You have a misunderstanding that we think that we are monsters. We are not the monsters, we are the ones who are here to cleanse the world of monsters. And I believe that you have a slight misconception on exactly who you are dealing with. So let me take you on a journey into the mines of two men who traveled the black rainbow and survived.
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WHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNEEEEEE!!! WHHHHIIINNNNNNNEEEEEE!!!!!
Male Voice- Damn it woman! Can’t you keep your kids under control?
Female Voice- Stop yelling, you’re making him cry more.
SMACK!!
Male Voice- Don’t you talk down to me woman.
A woman now laying in the kitchen, in front of the stove, holding the side of her face as it swells from a violent act that just took place moments ago. The sound of a child whimpering and crying echoes out, filling the room with fear and sadness. The woman gets up slowly, placing her hands on the kitchen table for support. After reaching a vertical base and holding her jaw, she could feel her cheek begin to swell even more thanks to a firm backhand from her now husband and stepdad to her two young boys, Teck and Michael Draven.
Mrs. Draven- Shhh, it’s ok Mikey. I know you are hungry.
Teck sits and watches in silence as his ten year old eyes watches his mother pick up his now two year old brother. She wipes his tears away as Michael smiles and giggles at his mother with innocent child eyes. She was a nice tall young lady in her mid to early thirties with long blonde hair and a nice slender body. She kept her body in shape after having two children, after all her job depended on it. Teck finally loosing his grip on the butter knife he was holding after watching his mother get smacked to the floor by his step father. He smiles as his mother leans over and gently kissing his forehead. After his father left he felt as if he was man of the house until the loser Danny came into the picture. Danny looks over at Teck with a sick cocky smile.
Danny- Let me tell you something you little freak, you needs some serious discipline. I mean, you run around like a little bitch. Give me a fucking break. Probably a queer. He's gonna grow up, end up cutting his dick and balls off and changing his name to Theresa. Isn’t that right Theresa?
Teck grips the knife again and with hate and malice in his eyes, he stares at Danny. Teck hated Danny with a passion and wish he would die. Ever since Danny had moved in Teck has found himself on the backside of Danny’s hand many times. Teck still supporting a black eye and busted lip from the last encounter with Danny a few days earlier. Teck gets up from the table as Danny is laugh and moves to the living room. Teck stares back in the kitchen as Danny drinks beer and smack’s his mother on the ass while she is holding his baby brother. After a few moments Teck’s eyes darken and a blank stare now takes over his eyes. Teck’s eyes become black and it is almost like he could no longer feel, like his soul had just left his body and he remained a blank vessel. Teck without taking his eyes of Danny reaches down and picks up the cordless phone. After dialing a few numbers his voice meets the voice on the other end of the phone.
Teck- That’s correct. We do not need you to babysit tonight, Thank you.
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Night time fell upon the Draven house as Teck and Michael’s mother is getting ready for her shift at the Lusty Lepeord stripclub. Danny sits down stares, reclined in his broken down lazy boy recliner. Beer cans litter the chair along with the stomach and chest of the now passed drunk. The TV blares some cheap b rated horror sci fi film.
Mrs. Draven- Teck! Please watch your brother for me tonight, I have to go. I am late and the babysitter cancelled i guess because she is not here and I’ve tried calling her three times. There is food in the fridge and that drunk is going to be passed out all night, baby.
Teck smiles and watches as she puts Michael down in his crib. She then turns as she squats down to get face to face with her oldest son. She kisses his forehead and smiles before giving him a hug to embrace her child.
Mrs. Draven- Sweetie, look at me.I know things have been bad, but tomorrow we start to make everything better, okay?
Teck smiles and nods. He walks his mother down the steps and to the front door. Danny snoring up a storm, still passed out from the beer, causes them to turn and look in the living room. After shaking their heads and smiling back at each other she opens the door and pinches Teck’s cheek and smiles.
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Teck- I Love you baby brother, Just like mom said tomorrow things will start to be better.
Teck smiles as he stands over the crib of his baby brother. He grins a weird smile before reaching in the crib and taking the cover, pulling it up to cover Micheal to keep him warm in the old drafty house. Teck walks out of the room and to the top of the stairs. Looking down he starts to take a few steps, the floor boards swell and creep as his weight pressed down on the wood and then the boards would relax after the weight was released. Slowly the one of the top drawers in the kitchen opens and Teck picks up a roll of duct tape.
STRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP!!!! STTTRRIIIPPPPPPPPP!!!!!! STTRRIIIPPPPPP!!!!!!
Teck steps back and views his handy work. Danny still laying in the lazyboy chair is reclined back still passed out only now his arms and feet have been duct taped to the chair with several layers to ensure he couldn’t get up. Teck walks around to the back of the chair and looks upside down at Danny.
TRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP!!!! STTTRRIIIPPPPPPPPP!!!!!! STTRRIIIPPPPPP!!!!!!
Teck covers Danny’s mouth and the tape shines in the light as it wraps around his forehead as well. Teck slowly walks to the kitchen again and takes down a glass from one of the cabinets. He fill it with water and then looks over at the knife block. Teck reaches and pulls out a long sharp knife. Teck’s face reflected in the blade of the knife as he stared into the cold steel blade. Slowly he walked back to the living room and hovered over Danny. Slowly the cold water dropped from the glass and covered Danny’s face. The shocked looked on his face as he woke from his drunken slumber quickly his shock turned to rage as he looked up to see the small face of Teck. Danny violently tries to move with quick jerks only to realize he couldn’t move. His eyes studied his situation and then his begin to cry out in anger. Teck pulls up the knife to show the stunned Danny, still duct taped to the chair. Danny’s face, his eyes, staring at the knife, his breath becoming more and more rapidly. Danny began to jerk back and forth, sounds of muffled screams were drowned out by the still blaring TV. Teck slowly and forcefully drug the knife across the exposed throat of Danny. A river of thick blood began to run from the sliced open throat of Danny. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the blood began to squirt all over the hands of little Teck Draven. Teck smiles and looks over at his aluminum baseball bat. Sick sounds of crushing skull echoes thru the living room as Teck, with a smile on his face smashes the bat into Danny’s face over and over, the blood painting his face and clothes like a sick artist.
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Car door slams shut.
Draven’s Mother-Jesus, what the hell happened now? Sweetie, what are you doing out here? It's freezing. Teckl, what's going on? Teckl, answer me. Give me the baby. Teckl, what is going on? Answer me.
Mrs. Draven quickly runs inside after pick up Michael and seeing both of her children cover in blood. Terror has taken over her body and fear in her eyes as she quickly runs inside and screams
[Sirens approaching]
[Chattering, indistinct]
[Screaming]
Reporter- ...in connection
with tonight's brutal murders.
[Screaming]
...the Draven family, and was described by police as Manson-like in its viciousness, and more horrific than anything Hollywood could imagine. Danny White,who was found bound to a chair,
White's neck slit wide open with a kitchen knife and stabbed numerous times in the face and chest was also viciously beaten in the skull with an aluminum baseball bat. Of course we'll have much more on this horrific story as it develops. But for now, One person brutally murdered,and a 11-year-old boy, Teck Draven, being held in custody.
Teck mother watches from the porch of her house as the police wheeled out the body of her now ex husband Danny. Tears roll down her cheeks as she then turns to stare at the face of Teck while he sits in the back of a police car, red and blue lights stroke across his young blood cover face.
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Reported- I'm standing outside Smith's Grove Sanitarium where late last night, 11-year-old Teck Draven was transferred after being found guilty of first-degree murder. Dravens’' verdict comes
after one of the lengthiest and most expensive trials in the state's history. In attendance during this trial, Dr.John Reaper. Reaper has now been appointed by Judge Masterson to oversee Dravens’' care while incarcerated here at Smith's Grove
Teck sits at a table, alone and in an empty room. The walls are white and the table is a white plastic picnic table. The door swings open as a very familiar voice is heard. The view is zoomed in very close on the name tag that says Dr. John “Reaper”
Reaper- That will be all, and I’ll handle everything from here.
Reaper sits across the table from young Teck Draven with a smile on his face.
Reaper- Teck? I’m here to help you. Let me ask you something. Do you know what the black rainbow is?
Reaper- Mr. Brown, Mr. Vano, miss Reina. See I believe you have a misunderstanding of Who We Are. You have a misunderstanding that we think that we are monsters. We are not the monsters, we are the ones who are here to cleanse the world of monsters. And I believe that you have a slight misconception on exactly who you are dealing with. So let me take you on a journey into the mines of two men who traveled the black rainbow and survived.
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WHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNEEEEEE!!! WHHHHIIINNNNNNNEEEEEE!!!!!
Male Voice- Damn it woman! Can’t you keep your kids under control?
Female Voice- Stop yelling, you’re making him cry more.
SMACK!!
Male Voice- Don’t you talk down to me woman.
A woman now laying in the kitchen, in front of the stove, holding the side of her face as it swells from a violent act that just took place moments ago. The sound of a child whimpering and crying echoes out, filling the room with fear and sadness. The woman gets up slowly, placing her hands on the kitchen table for support. After reaching a vertical base and holding her jaw, she could feel her cheek begin to swell even more thanks to a firm backhand from her now husband and stepdad to her two young boys, Teck and Michael Draven.
Mrs. Draven- Shhh, it’s ok Mikey. I know you are hungry.
Teck sits and watches in silence as his ten year old eyes watches his mother pick up his now two year old brother. She wipes his tears away as Michael smiles and giggles at his mother with innocent child eyes. She was a nice tall young lady in her mid to early thirties with long blonde hair and a nice slender body. She kept her body in shape after having two children, after all her job depended on it. Teck finally loosing his grip on the butter knife he was holding after watching his mother get smacked to the floor by his step father. He smiles as his mother leans over and gently kissing his forehead. After his father left he felt as if he was man of the house until the loser Danny came into the picture. Danny looks over at Teck with a sick cocky smile.
Danny- Let me tell you something you little freak, you needs some serious discipline. I mean, you run around like a little bitch. Give me a fucking break. Probably a queer. He's gonna grow up, end up cutting his dick and balls off and changing his name to Theresa. Isn’t that right Theresa?
Teck grips the knife again and with hate and malice in his eyes, he stares at Danny. Teck hated Danny with a passion and wish he would die. Ever since Danny had moved in Teck has found himself on the backside of Danny’s hand many times. Teck still supporting a black eye and busted lip from the last encounter with Danny a few days earlier. Teck gets up from the table as Danny is laugh and moves to the living room. Teck stares back in the kitchen as Danny drinks beer and smack’s his mother on the ass while she is holding his baby brother. After a few moments Teck’s eyes darken and a blank stare now takes over his eyes. Teck’s eyes become black and it is almost like he could no longer feel, like his soul had just left his body and he remained a blank vessel. Teck without taking his eyes of Danny reaches down and picks up the cordless phone. After dialing a few numbers his voice meets the voice on the other end of the phone.
Teck- That’s correct. We do not need you to babysit tonight, Thank you.
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Night time fell upon the Draven house as Teck and Michael’s mother is getting ready for her shift at the Lusty Lepeord stripclub. Danny sits down stares, reclined in his broken down lazy boy recliner. Beer cans litter the chair along with the stomach and chest of the now passed drunk. The TV blares some cheap b rated horror sci fi film.
Mrs. Draven- Teck! Please watch your brother for me tonight, I have to go. I am late and the babysitter cancelled i guess because she is not here and I’ve tried calling her three times. There is food in the fridge and that drunk is going to be passed out all night, baby.
Teck smiles and watches as she puts Michael down in his crib. She then turns as she squats down to get face to face with her oldest son. She kisses his forehead and smiles before giving him a hug to embrace her child.
Mrs. Draven- Sweetie, look at me.I know things have been bad, but tomorrow we start to make everything better, okay?
Teck smiles and nods. He walks his mother down the steps and to the front door. Danny snoring up a storm, still passed out from the beer, causes them to turn and look in the living room. After shaking their heads and smiling back at each other she opens the door and pinches Teck’s cheek and smiles.
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Teck- I Love you baby brother, Just like mom said tomorrow things will start to be better.
Teck smiles as he stands over the crib of his baby brother. He grins a weird smile before reaching in the crib and taking the cover, pulling it up to cover Micheal to keep him warm in the old drafty house. Teck walks out of the room and to the top of the stairs. Looking down he starts to take a few steps, the floor boards swell and creep as his weight pressed down on the wood and then the boards would relax after the weight was released. Slowly the one of the top drawers in the kitchen opens and Teck picks up a roll of duct tape.
STRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP!!!! STTTRRIIIPPPPPPPPP!!!!!! STTRRIIIPPPPPP!!!!!!
Teck steps back and views his handy work. Danny still laying in the lazyboy chair is reclined back still passed out only now his arms and feet have been duct taped to the chair with several layers to ensure he couldn’t get up. Teck walks around to the back of the chair and looks upside down at Danny.
TRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP!!!! STTTRRIIIPPPPPPPPP!!!!!! STTRRIIIPPPPPP!!!!!!
Teck covers Danny’s mouth and the tape shines in the light as it wraps around his forehead as well. Teck slowly walks to the kitchen again and takes down a glass from one of the cabinets. He fill it with water and then looks over at the knife block. Teck reaches and pulls out a long sharp knife. Teck’s face reflected in the blade of the knife as he stared into the cold steel blade. Slowly he walked back to the living room and hovered over Danny. Slowly the cold water dropped from the glass and covered Danny’s face. The shocked looked on his face as he woke from his drunken slumber quickly his shock turned to rage as he looked up to see the small face of Teck. Danny violently tries to move with quick jerks only to realize he couldn’t move. His eyes studied his situation and then his begin to cry out in anger. Teck pulls up the knife to show the stunned Danny, still duct taped to the chair. Danny’s face, his eyes, staring at the knife, his breath becoming more and more rapidly. Danny began to jerk back and forth, sounds of muffled screams were drowned out by the still blaring TV. Teck slowly and forcefully drug the knife across the exposed throat of Danny. A river of thick blood began to run from the sliced open throat of Danny. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the blood began to squirt all over the hands of little Teck Draven. Teck smiles and looks over at his aluminum baseball bat. Sick sounds of crushing skull echoes thru the living room as Teck, with a smile on his face smashes the bat into Danny’s face over and over, the blood painting his face and clothes like a sick artist.
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Car door slams shut.
Draven’s Mother-Jesus, what the hell happened now? Sweetie, what are you doing out here? It's freezing. Teckl, what's going on? Teckl, answer me. Give me the baby. Teckl, what is going on? Answer me.
Mrs. Draven quickly runs inside after pick up Michael and seeing both of her children cover in blood. Terror has taken over her body and fear in her eyes as she quickly runs inside and screams
[Sirens approaching]
[Chattering, indistinct]
[Screaming]
Reporter- ...in connection
with tonight's brutal murders.
[Screaming]
...the Draven family, and was described by police as Manson-like in its viciousness, and more horrific than anything Hollywood could imagine. Danny White,who was found bound to a chair,
White's neck slit wide open with a kitchen knife and stabbed numerous times in the face and chest was also viciously beaten in the skull with an aluminum baseball bat. Of course we'll have much more on this horrific story as it develops. But for now, One person brutally murdered,and a 11-year-old boy, Teck Draven, being held in custody.
Teck mother watches from the porch of her house as the police wheeled out the body of her now ex husband Danny. Tears roll down her cheeks as she then turns to stare at the face of Teck while he sits in the back of a police car, red and blue lights stroke across his young blood cover face.
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Reported- I'm standing outside Smith's Grove Sanitarium where late last night, 11-year-old Teck Draven was transferred after being found guilty of first-degree murder. Dravens’' verdict comes
after one of the lengthiest and most expensive trials in the state's history. In attendance during this trial, Dr.John Reaper. Reaper has now been appointed by Judge Masterson to oversee Dravens’' care while incarcerated here at Smith's Grove
Teck sits at a table, alone and in an empty room. The walls are white and the table is a white plastic picnic table. The door swings open as a very familiar voice is heard. The view is zoomed in very close on the name tag that says Dr. John “Reaper”
Reaper- That will be all, and I’ll handle everything from here.
Reaper sits across the table from young Teck Draven with a smile on his face.
Reaper- Teck? I’m here to help you. Let me ask you something. Do you know what the black rainbow is?