Saga 2 Episode 28: Night Terror Pt 2; The Bold & The Busty

## Participants

Rayne NakiriOG Trevor Lockhart
I

The night has just set upon Kasiahana City in district 2. At the precint there, rec ently there was an attack on the place by an unknown source. The culprit has yet to be captured but thanks to the efforts of Kin Tasanagi and Yakushin, some officers were rescued. However many of them opted to quit, due to the fact that they didn’t want to deal with the ever presient threat that they may or may not lose their lives over something like this. However there was still another officer who remained at the precint and her name was Rayne. Things were about to take an odd turn for the girl and those closest to her on this very night in particular.

One of the officers left around the precint would’ve come up behind Rayne at her desk of operations and tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey you uh. Thinking about going home soon? Not to be the bearer of bad news but you and me are some of the only few cops left on duty here. Anything bigger than a robbery and they’ll have to call in the Raven Crusade.” The officer was a bit on the hefty side, big, with blonde locks of hair and a matching blonde gotee, beared combination. He wore a red button up shirt, with clearly strong buttons and some khaki pants. “If anything could you get the next call in coming? I’m gonna head to the restroom for a bit.” (Go ahead and intro post with Rayne XD)

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5\_\_rhPOdPeM&index=5&list=PLYNBny7IRlVlZDcKRtLlV-JKVQjMsIcoI ) The night is young for some but not all. On this particular night, a blonde haired young man would’ve been sitting on the roof of his car. The car itself was nothing short of old, a 2000 Crown Victoria, all white, which was surprisingly clean. The guy loved his car. He stood wearing a orange jacket, with black sleeves, and blue jeans. The jacket was open revealing a black undershirt. He had a wallet chain attached to his wallet, and dark blue eyes. This man was Trevor Lockheart. Trevor has a slender build, but not a flat one. His muscles are defined, as much as the skin will allow them to be. He himself having trained for 3 years with shaolin monks does not believe in the conventional need for to much body mass, and as such his build reflects this. He is very solid, little body fat, except for his cheeks. He has sun kissed blonde hair, and dark blue eyes with three markings on each side of his face. Their birthmarks, and mark his shaolin temple heritage. Trevor's posture is nothing short of sleazy and slackerish, which fool a lot of people into thinking he's quite the push over or sleeze ball.

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Trevor has all the traits of a comic book hero, which he so valiantly thinks he is, but he's quite cocky about his skill set until put in his place. He often overestimates himself and his own abilities, to a degree that would annoy many people very quickly. However when he lives up to his status quo, he usually leaves his "haters" start struck so to speak. He loves to show off, and doesn't know when he's beaten which is a terrible quality, but an admirable one. Trevor, like his older brother, Will always seek to gain and upper hand over his adversaries mentally or physically. He likes to have a hand full of cards, but know the deck as well.

“Alright you torment demon.” He began to walk forward, folding his arms and tapping his chin with his finger.  “If you’re going to be near this girl’s house you better be here. I am not going to miss another episode of House M.D for anyone, even you or the girl you’re kidnapping.” Trevor scratched his spikey blonde hair before he began to pick something up. Using his spiritual awareness he was able to detect something sinister in the air. The gleam from his blue eyes disappeared as he looked around. “2 miles out that way. Damn did I track it wrong!?” Trevor would’ve opened his car door, stepping inside the back seat. Only to emerge from the other side of said seat in a different outfit this time! Now wearing a black jump suit with a yellow like bandanna with eye holes, and  yellow belt with yellow shoes and badnages.

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He then began to dart into an alleyway to get somewhat out of sight. Using his physical chi, to pump his body full of chi, and accelerate his run to a base 100mph, darting up the wall for some feet before wall jumping the rest of the way, and flipping onto the rooftop with excellent finess! Taking off in another direction towards where he sensed the threat! He had to hurry! His chi boiling over as he took off across rooftop after rootop towards the action!

Rayne finally began to pull on her leather jacket, exhaustedly of course. She never had time for herself anymore but it didn’t bother her that much, she loved her job… sometimes. Her short blonde hair was down. Still in her uniform, too lazy to take it off before she went home. She was the last officer left since she tends to stay late, but again. She didn’t mind. She lived for these things. As she sat back down at her desk with her jacket on she was about to log out of her computer. Until she felt a tap on her shoulder, she turned her head to see her co-worker. The busty blonde haired girl arched a brow at her. “Ah. Yeah, no big deal. I’ll stay a bit longer.” Rayne pulled off her coat and began to get comfortable in her seat again. Her co-worker was clearly attractive but Rayne was strangely never bothered by the sight. She could obviously tell that he was but she was just stuck on the fact that she was probably asexual and just didn’t care for any of those desires. She sat back and yawned a bit keeping her eye on her phone. She pulled off her glasses and rubbed her eyes a bit. She stretched her arms up and arched her back in her stretch. Her lightly tanned skin complimented her golden eyes, and her curvy body was not something to overlook except for the fact that she completely could care less for how she looks most of the time. It’s mostly natural anyways. This stubborn girl leaned back a bit in her chair, it squeaked a bit as she did she looked up at the ceiling. “This place is fucking boring sometimes.” She groaned to herself knowingly that no one will answer. She snickered a bit. She began to curl one of her pigtails around her finger as she pulled out her phone she got a text. “Hey you still up to hangout tonight!?” She rolled her eyes and answered back. “Sorry Daniel, I’m staying overtime.” She closed the phone and rubbed her face. “At least that got me out of an obsessive man’s dinner party.” She smiled and patted her badge. “Thank you job. You come in handy sometimes.” She turned on the tv in the office and sat up a bit. She watched the news to keep updated on what’s happening. “Boring….” She sighed.

II
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\*Ryanes boring night was about to change, when the phone at the police station would’ve run violently. If Rayne would’ve answered the phone she would’ve heard a woman on the other side of the phone.\* “911?! Help please! I need help!  There’s some freaking noise going on the top of the roof at my apartment!” \*If rayne was to ask for the address the lady would frantically yell it into the phone.\* “311 King Street! It’s on the top of the apartment! Come quickly!”\*If rayne was ready, she’d have to suit up with the standard KPD gear (http://dogs-of-war.wikia.com/wiki/The\_Kasaihana\_Police\_Force\_/\_The\_KPF#Standard\_KPD\_Gear chose to your heart’s content ^\_^) if she was ready, and get ready to make her way out to the address given.  She’d be wise to take a squad car or a squad bike.\*

In the meantime Trevor would’ve made it to that exact same rooftop. He landed there and he’d see it! The spirit that had been causing trouble and ruckas this entire time! Trevor would’ve looked over to see it. He’d see a humanoid figure hunching over what appeared to be a dead body. As it laid there, with a blue glow around its hands. Trevor knew right off bat it was absorbing the soul of this poor innocent denizen! Trevor took a few steps towards the demon folding his arms. “HEY! Big tall and ugly. I’ve been chasing you down for a week now and all you’ve been doing is ducking me.” The evil demonic spirit would’ve stood itself up. Standing at a whopping 6’4 it would’ve loomed over Trevor, with it’s massive figure. Its bare red skin showing with silver coating acting as certain  armor pieces. It had on a silver mask covering it’s face. Almost as if it couldn’t see.

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“Ssssssssssssspirit Monk. You still survive even in this generation.” The demonic presence raised it’s hand to Trevor, the blue glow continuing to resonate around it’s hands. ‘You continue to interfere in my affairs when I have almost killed you a hundred times.” Trevor took a stance and got ready to fight. he tucked his right hand by his side in a closed fist and his left hand extended forward, as he spread his legs. Trevor’s hands began to glow a bright yellow as he stared down the demon. “Come on Dreyux The Soul Stealer. Let’s give this one last go before I try to get home to my t.v dinners shall we!!!??? “ Trevor would’ve ran towards the demon at full speed! His legs moving, his pulse pounding as the silver cladded demon ran towards him as well! Trevor shouted at the top of his lungs, as his right hand began to glow with a furious golden color, eclipsing his being! “DRAGOOOOOOON……FIST!!” He threw his right fist at the creature, and the creature replied throwing it’s own right fist at Trevor’s as their fist clashed! The moment  they did a small weave erupted from their position similar to how a sonic boom is formed as the wave rippled around them and dented the very ground the two were positioned on top of, shaking the entire apartment complex as a whole!

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\*the people began to wake up from their beds and the 911 one calls only began to get worse as the phones would’ve nearly shaken off the hooks at the precint! Rayne had best hurry as when she got there or near the area, she’d only be able to see what looked like a man in a green jumpsuit jumping and flipping around on a roof top, and loud booming noises. She wouldn’t be able to see the spirit off bat, leading her to believe there was only one culprit. It was on the roof, and she could bust inside taking the stairs or begin to take the fire escape up as well. The choice was over all hers how she chose to arrive on the scene.\*

The blonde haired cop stood there as if they would actually listen to her, she obviously didn’t look intimidating but everyone had very little knowledge of her and her past. Although the culprit did pause to look at her for a second but it did take her by shock that all the destructive noise was coming from just some guy who looked pretty beat up and revved up from something. The man stopped to look at her, she could notice his googly eyes and her eye twitched a bit at his snarky comment. “At least sound smoother if you’re trying to catch my attention.” She huffed a bit, her bangs fluffing a bit as she did so. Then before she could expect anything she noticed him wink but before she could say another word he went flying. A large sweat drop appeared behind her head.

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She stood there confused, she rubbed her eyes a bit to see if what she saw wasn’t just her tripping or maybe she didn’t sleep well last night. She blinked a bit more before she saw him groaning in pain. “Is this some sick joke dude!?” She called out in anger as she lowered her gun, but clearly this wasn’t just his doing. What was all this damage? Just from one man who looked clearly beaten up. “Ok. So you’re either a psycho who beat the shit out of yourself or I need to stop drinking before bed. She then noticed as he held his hands out towards her she stepped back a bit. She raised a brow as he drooled from her cleavage. She tried to zip herself up again but it just unzipped on its own. Another sweat drop appeared behind her head. She shook her head and ignored all the minor details. None of this made sense in her head and she did think about just arresting him on the spot to avoid any explanations but she was very curious as to why he was thrown across the roof… and why everything was so fucked up along with himself.

“OK. So this clearly makes no sense. You obviously didn’t do this yourself but you better have a very valid explanation and I’m willing to hear it so I don’t lose my shit, or feel crazy for what is happening.” She put her gun away for now and folded her arms over her chest to block all sight he had before of it and tapped her foot waiting for an answer.

## III

“Ok. So you’re either a psycho who beat the shit out of yourself or I need to stop drinking before bed.” Trevor continued to stare heavily at her breast, not caring if she looked but then again she did notice it and try to zip her self up. Of course that didn’t work her tits were GODLY. Trevor wiped his mouth of the saliva and shook his head. “Erm, ahem.” Leaving his hand over his mouth he’d close his eyes, putting one arm behind his back. “OK. So this clearly makes no sense. You obviously didn’t do this yourself but you better have a very valid explanation and I’m willing to hear it so I don’t lose my shit, or feel crazy for what is happening.” Trevor held his hands up. “It’s A LOT to explain. Like…legit a lot. If I tried to tell you, you’d look at me like I was insane and I’d much rather you be looking at something else pretty.” Trevor clicked his teeth and winked at her. “But seriously though, I do have to say that I can’t….quite tell you. Just…for now go home and uhm. Get some rest.” Trevor or “The Dragon Monk” as he would’ve called himself would’ve busted into yellow flames and waved at her. “Keep looking good, and buy bigger shirts.” Trevor’s body would’ve darted off like a bullet! His body bouncing from rooftop to rooftop in a yellow blur eluding the young woman’s line of sight to make his proper escape!

\*If she wanted to look for clues or check the crime scene for any clues she could. She would notice that there were more sets of foot prints than just one person was capable of and what looked like blood….after which she could return home and finish the night out like she wanted. The next morning however she’d get a call from the current direction operator.\*

“Hey Rayne it’s the case operator. Could you come in today? I know we gave you the day off but the Red Knights are occupied, but we’ve got one coming in. he’s a bit uh…unorthodox but he’ll be your partner for the time being to get you used to the things you have to deal with in this city. Just wait here in the front for him when you get here. Oh and bring some doughnuts again please. Thanks.”

\*She could get the food or ignore it and head straight to the station to wait for the supposed partner she was supposed to be getting.\*

Her blonde hair fell over her shoulder as she placed a hand on her hip waiting for her answers before she could kick him in the jaw for staring too long at her chest. Her teeth clenched a bit and her eye twitched. She raised a brow. “Yeah well it can’t be as crazy as you look right now---“he interrupted her as she was about to call him out but before she knew it the mystery man offered for her to get some rest. She squinted at him and just before she could yell at him, her finger pointed up to point to the mess she saw, he darted off. She didn’t even see him move she just felt a gust of wind almost push her backwards. The debris flew around along with her pink hair flew all around her soft rosy cheeks and her finger still up in the air. She blinked staring at nothing now but the huge mess around her. Again her eye twitched in anger. “I’m gonna find you, and I WILL FUCKING END YOU---“She paused. Her instigation on the scene kicked in and she slowly walked over to what seemed to be a patch of blood…. But it couldn’t all be from that one guy. Something just wasn’t right with this picture. She leaned down to see foot prints, but oddly shaped footprints that a human couldn’t possibly make. She thought maybe it was an animal but she was confused since she didn’t see any traces of an animal. She groaned loudly as she got up, crossing her arms in annoyance. “This job is going to kill me one day.”

Rayne went back downstairs to her motorcycle and pulled off the helmet, she put it on and sat on her bike. She sat there quietly before moving. “This is very weird. I need to know what the fuck is going on, but …. I really don’t think I can tell my boss.” She spoke to herself as she started up the bike finally. “I’m gonna be in big trouble.” She sighed as she drove off, finally she got home and passed out on her couch.

Rayne heard an obnoxious alarm right in her ear, she woke up slowly with drool dripped down her lip. Her hair an obvious mess along her shirt sliding down her neck. -What a beauty. Ain’t she?- Rayne yawned softly and wiped her lip, dragging her pink lipstick down her lip. She slowly got up and walked to her sink to wash up still with the phone to her ear. “Mh... yeah what’s up?” She began to wash her face and anything that was on it. “Hey Rayne it’s the case operator. Could you come in today? I know we gave you the day off but the Red Knights are occupied, but we’ve got one coming in. he’s a bit uh…unorthodox but he’ll be your partner for the time being to get you used to the things you have to deal with in this city. Just wait here in the front for him when you get here. Oh and bring some doughnuts again please. Thanks.” She began to brush her teeth as she was spitting out the toothpaste she spit it out on her mirror. “I HAVE TO COME IN ON MY BREAK!?....” She groaned loudly into the phone. “F-fine.. I’ll be there in 30mins.” She did somewhat have a guilt for not calling in the report from yesterday but she’d like to believe in her head it never happened. She straightened her short blonde hair and pulled on a grey cropped tank top and ripped black jeans. She pulled on a leather jacket and walked out her home. “Fuckin... gotta get donuts and shit.” She succumbed to the donuts since she didn’t eat yet and got herself some coffee. She walked into the station and placed the donuts on a table for everyone. She stood beside them and sipped her coffee waiting for the expected partner.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxnaPa8ohmM&index=19&list=PLYNBny7IRlVmskxt3PdZrxLE7GsiblKNG&shuffle=2196  )As Rayne stood there waiting in the station lobby that’s when she’d see a white crown Victoria car pull up in the front. It actually had a paint job on it this time around, now being a shiny pearly white color that gleamed in the sunglight this time around. As it stopped the tires made a SKKRRT sound and the car motor cut on off. A man stepped out of the car and as he did, an odorless mist of smoke exhaled through his nostrils as he looked around. His blonde spiked hair on his head, as he shut the door behind him revealing an orange and black hoodie and sweatpants combination with blue shoes to match and fit the outfit as a whole.

The man walked up through the station doors and looked left and right. A blonde brow raised up as he looked around, prodding his lip out and nodding. “The station is pretty lit today. Means we’re getting busy again. Heh heh heeeeeh I like it.” The man who’d entered the station was Trevor Lockhart. Trevor has a slender build, but not a flat one. His muscles are defined, as much as the skin will allow them to be, even though clothes such as the sweat suit he wore. He himself having trained for 3 years with Dragon monks does not believe in the conventional need for too much body mass, and as such his build reflects this. He is very solid, little body fat, except for his cheeks. He has sun kissed blonde hair, and sky blue eyes with three markings on each side of his face. Their birthmarks, and mark his Dragon Monk Heritage born under the sign of the Tiger. Heritage. Trevor's posture is nothing short of sleazy and slacker-ish, which fool a lot of people into thinking he's quite the push over or sleaze ball. Trevor walked in, and recognized the pink haired girl form last night instantly but he couldn’t exactly just…blurt that out. Instead he’d look her up and down and walk beside her in a funny walk, hiking one knee up to his chest and doing the same thing with the opposite knee walking around her. “Well, well, WELL. Who do we have here!?!? The goddess of my dreams and blonde haired fantasies. Hello dear I am OG Trevor Lockhart, aka Lord Pretty Flocko Trevor. “ Trevor folded his arms. “You must be…Rayne. The girl they assigned me to today. Mmf, I’m pretty happy about that one.” Trevor would’ve sat on the desk in front of her and extended his hand towards her for a handshake. “Pleasure to meet you pretty.” Trevor would’ve winked at her before his case divisions operator came and broke the show up.

IV
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“Get a room you two. Now then here’s the case you two are going to tackle that uh…isn’t for the feint of hearted.” Trevor tilted his head. “What do you mean?” The chief handed him the file and Trevor opened it up looking over it. “This case is a weird one simply because the victims are dying in their sleep. Not like being murdered in their sleep, I mean they are literally being killed IN their sleep.” Trevor would’ve held the folder open for Rayne and him to look at it. They’d seen mangled and mutilated boidies all laying in their beds. Blood every where with various wounds on their bodies. Trevor’s eyes narrowed and if Rayne noticed she’d see that he’d had a look that didn’t fit his demeanor…it was a lot more serious than what he’d brought off before. Trevor then switched his look again and nodded. “Ever since that Omega Gene Registration act got passed things like this are only going to get worse.” Trevor closed the file and put it down. “You two think you’ll be up for this? There have been 5 murders in the past 72 hours.” Trevor shook his head. “This thing isn’t wasting any time.” Trevor stood up.  The chief was now looking over the folder himself and shaking his head. “I can’t help but feel like there’s another connection between all of these victims…three of them were females and the other two were guys.” Trevor turned his back to the both of them and put his hands in his hips. “The three females. Were they virigins?” the question sounded vulgar and the chief leaned back looking at him. “What are you talking about? What does that have to do with anything?” Trevor looked back at them. “Rayne gear up and grab the files of those three dead girls and come with me. We’re going to go talk to their families and friends see if we can get anything on them…if we can. I might know what’s going on and I might not need you after that.” Trevor grabbed his keys and made his way out of the door, back to his crown vic. If Rayne followed, Trevor would’ve opened the door for her, and let her sit in the seat. It smelled like black ice and new car. Trevor got in cranking up his car and pulling out. “Give me the first address. Oh and tell me about yourself.” Trevor glanced down at her bust before clearing his throat. “We’re gonna be in for a long hual so might as well get to know one another right?”

Rayne took a bite from the soft donut, the creamy filling pouring out onto her tongue. She shut her eyes and enjoyed the Boston cream she was eating and finishing it in 3 minutes. One of her co-workers beside her chuckled at her and shook his head as he also took a donut. She noticed he caught her pigging out and she shrugged her shoulders with a soft blush on her cheeks. “H-Heh… hungry.” She smiled now as she sipped her sugary, caramel filled hot coffee. She heard a car screeching outside but she just ignored it since the station was near the busy roads. “So when’s he gonna be here? I’m bored.” She complained as she blew away some steam that come off from her coffee. Finally someone walked in with blonde hair, soft eyes and a built body, obviously a man who clearly works out. She placed her coffee down as she glanced at him and her eyes squinted at him. She clenched her teeth a bit. ‘He looks familiar.’ She thought to herself. As he finally walked in he casually checked out the busty pink haired female and that’s when it snapped in. A light bulb appeared at the top of her head. ‘It’s… him.’ She thought, but she played it cool. She took a breath and acted as if she had no clue who he was, unclenching her teeth she smiled softly and obliviously. Her eye flinched when he walked around her foolishly and spoke. His lines were corny and nothing new she hadn’t heard from the creeps up the block where she lives. She placed her hand on her hip and grinned, her inviting smile shined as she looked at him. She leaned in and held her hand out to shake his hand as well. “The feelings mutual blondie.” She pulled away slowly keeping eye contact with him as he winked. “Hm...” She then turned to look at the chief. ‘I have to focus on this mission, I’ll pay attention to this goofball later.’ She thought to herself nodding. She leaned in next to Trevor and raised a confused brow. “In their sleep…?” It was creepy and it gave her a bit of the chills. The pictures were horrific, it churned her stomach but she kept her cool. She did notice Trevor looked a bit different, it wasn’t the same demeanor as before it was way more serious… and his goofiness just disappeared… like her anger management classes… (-The writer coughs loudly-)

Rayne looked at Trevor again with his comments on them being virgins. ‘What did that have to do with /anything/?’ But she decided not to comment that out loud. She simply made a stern look at him and just nodded. She began to grab her gear and the files and her head turned to look at him again. “No, this is OUR case.” She walked passed him, her breast bouncing lightly with every step she took. “You need me.” She said calmly as she walked out. She saw him open the door and she got in slowly, the car smelled nice and surprisingly it was clean, unlike her home. ( –The writer coughs even louder-) ‘ALRIGHT I GET IT IM A MESS. NOW CARRY ON.’ She yelled at the writer. Anyways, she got comfortable in her seat and pulled on her seatbelt, struggling to get it over her chest she clicked in and opened the files to read them over. She pulled out the address and took out her phone putting the address in the GPS of her phone and looked at him. “Here, she placed her iphone on the dashboard and showed him the directions, surprisingly she got the phone to stay in place as she sat up in her seat noticing he was eyeballing her chest she chuckled. “Well, my whole family is in the military. I live alone in a shitty neighborhood and I… I love coffee.” She added unnecessarily. “I also love my job, it may not seem like it, but this is what I live for and I’m here to give you all the information I know.” She paused a bit before looking at the GPS. “Also… I think I know one of the girls who died.” She swallowed a bit as she stared at the pictures quietly now. She cleared her throat and looked at him. “Your turn.” She handed it off to him.

After she placed her phone on the GPS function and sat it on the Dashboard Trevor would’ve watched her do this, and nodded at the notion of this action. He then looked back to her with occasional glances as he kept his eyes on the road heading for the very first address he was presented with.  “Well, my whole family is in the military. I live alone in a shitty neighborhood and I… I love coffee unnecessarily.” Trevor nodded at this notion. “Alright, alright see you got some natural born fight in ya. I fucks with it.” “I also love my job, it may not seem like it, but this is what I live for and I’m here to give you all the information I know…Also… I think I know one of the girls who died.” Trevor looked over at her with blue hues. “Do you now?” They would’ve begun turning a corner and driving down a straight road, coming to a gated community. “So this place is familiar to you? I guess you can lead the way to the girls parents if you knew them well enough. Can you tell me everything you knew about the girl? And weather or not she was a virigin? I read a lot of murder stories so this detective type stuff comes easy.”

Had she told him where to park, he’d park there and begin stepping out of the car. As he did he’d turn and lay his arms and hands across the top of his car raising his brows to continue talking to her. “Oh and before we go in let me introduce myself again. I’m Trevor. I’m from a small town in Kansa’s moved here when I was 7, father was a steel worker and mother was an officer of the law. We moved here cause of financial troubles, and the two of them eventually opted to leave me behind. “ Trevor shrugged. “Been on my own ever since. Now here I am. A cop of the law like my mother before me and I’m not gonna lie I really, REALLY like it. Especially if uh. I get to work with cute little things like you.” Trevor smirked and extended his hand with an open palm. “Lead the way.”  Rayne would have the opportunity to lead Trevor to the house of the parents of the female that was killed. Trevor would follow behind her his hands in his pockets, and his eyes looking around, seemingly dull and aloof. Completely uncaring to the world around him…however in reality he was actually looking for any signs of lost spirits or ghost that might be able to help point him and Rayne in the right direction.

\*As they knocked on the door Trevor and Rayne would’ve waited on which over the parents would’ve opened the door (I’ll let you npc them and follow your lead a little bit on this one)\*

“Alright, alright see you got some natural born fight in ya. I fucks with it.” She snickered. Rayne stared with hard eyes straight forward at the horizon in the car, she crossed her legs along with her arms as she kept the information on her lap. She sighed softly as she nodded to his question. “Do you now?” He replied. She nodded as she squinted her eyes looking around where they began to turn the corner. “She was a very quiet shy girl, she doesn’t talk much. Her parents were very proud of her, she had good grades, learned piano last week. She’s a very innocent pure girl.” She looked up at Trevor and smiled almost like she was proud of the small girl then her smile turned to a devious smirk. “You pervert. Why do you wanna know if she’s a virgin?” She laughed softly as she poked his shoulder. “What’re you into? Young girls? She’s 14 you know.” She then turned her head a bit serious now. “She’s a virgin for sure. “She glanced back down at the information in the folder. “She never looked happy.” She frowned feeling pity for the poor girl. Rayne pointed to a parking spot beside the house. “There’s a spot, its right in front of the house.” She said softly as he finally parked she got out of the car as well, throwing the folder in her seat. “I can’t look at that anymore.” She mumbled to herself, she turned to look at him. “Oh and before we go in let me introduce myself again. I’m Trevor. I’m from a small town in Kansa’s moved here when I was 7, father was a steel worker and mother was an officer of the law. We moved here cause of financial troubles, and the two of them eventually opted to leave me behind. Been on my own ever since. Now here I am. A cop of the law like my mother before me and I’m not gonna lie I really, REALLY like it. Especially if uh. I get to work with cute little things like you.” As he talked she kept a straight face but as he mentioned the compliment her face turned red and steam almost came out of her ears. “Y-You.. listen here ya lil shit.” She held her hand in a small fist and let it go calmly. “Ehm. Thank you..” Her eye twitched a bit refraining from yelling at him but somehow she felt like she couldn’t. Usually when guys flirt with her she’d just kick them into next Tuesday but for some reason she tried to keep calm. Maybe to stay professional for once and maintain her annoyed tactics. She took his hand and grabbed it pulling him behind her. “Let’s go.” She ordered slightly frustrated with herself, and him. She let go of his hand as they stopped in front of the door. She took a soft breath and rang the doorbell.

She heard footsteps and the door open. A woman with long black hair and a sweet smile opened the door. “Rayne sweetie… I’m so glad you came!” She quickly grabbed Rayne’s shoulder and pulled her into a tight hug, Rayne’s face was buried in the mother’s busty chest. The woman hugged her tightly and ignored the man behind her. “Oh hun how I’ve missed you!” Rayne mumbled trying to speak from her chest. Finally her husband came, his handle bar mustache was what he was famous for, he had his hands in his pockets with a stern look. “Mira let go of the poor girl.” She finally did and Rayne dusted herself off. “Heh.” He smiled and nodded. “Hello Rayne, it’s good to see you. I’m guessing you’re here to talk about what happened huh?” She sounded very calm but you can tell his heart was ripped to pieces. His only daughter gone. Rayne bit her lower lip and nodded. She moved over to show her partner. “This is Trevor, he’s here to see what you guys know about what happened.” The woman opened the door fully to let them in. “I’ll get cookies.” She said with a soft achy smile as she walked off. Rayne walked in motioning for Trevor to follow, they sat in the living room. Her father in the chair besides them with his hands crossed. Rayne looked at him trying to be professional now. “So tell me, where were you when this happened, and where was she? Did you hear anything weird? Or… see anything weird?” She asked getting right to the point.

V

“Ehm. Thank you..” “Heh heh heeeeeeeeeeh I’m working on her.” Trevor smirked and smiled to himself about the entire ordeal. As they were at the door at this point though when it opened Trevor watched the busty mother embrace Rayne in her arms…and cleavage. Trevor blinked  a few times before chuckling. “I’m usually an ass man but good god the breast are busting today.” He spoke under his breathe watching the parent sand Rayne coincide with one another.  “This is Trevor, he’s here to see what you guys know about what happened.” Trevor waved his hand back and forth to them smiling. “Hey how ya doing.” Trevor flashed that trademarked smile. When the wife said she went to go and get some cookies the father would’ve lead them to the living room. Rayne sitting down and Trevor choosing to stand as she began to ask a few questions.

 “So tell me, where were you when this happened, and where was she? Did you hear anything weird? Or… see anything weird?” The father leans back in his seat gripping the hands of the chair and slumping down a bit. “If you want the true answer to that question you’re asking the right guy. My wife, sweetest woman in the world but she couldn’t see the problems that I could. Not cause they weren’t there but because she didn’t want to see them.” He looked down at the floor with a somber tone of voice continued talking. “It was night time. I was working the late shift at the plant. It’s over time you know? Have to keep this place up some kind of way…she never asked for a lot but I’d given her the world had she wanted it. Next thing you know I get a phone call. The wife told me she’d heard screaming in her room, thumping and moving…like there was a fight going on.” The father swallowed hard. “The wife isn’t the strongest in the world but she could’ve…that door was being held dammit. Even when I arrived home I couldn’t open it until…like it wanted me to. That’s when we went in…and she was lying dead on the bed.” Trevor looked around the room. “Where there any changes to her behavior in the last 72 hours you saw her?” “Hm?” Trevor turned towards the father.  “Did she maybe…exhibit any restless sleeping habits. Insomnia, night terrors or even sleepwalking?” “No, none at all. “ Trevor looked to the side. “Can I go take a look at her room?” The father narrowed his eyes. “They already cleaned the room for evidence…to which none was found. “

Trevor walked towards their room while talking. “I’m a grade above the average CSI sir.” Trevor would’ve made his way back to her room and as he did he could hear whispering from outside of her door. His ears twitched as he could hear a low humming noise echoing from the door. “…” Trevor hesitantly reached for the door knob. Looking down the hall one good time to make sure no one was looking as his opposite hand started to glow a fiery yellow color. Trevor twisted the door knob and opened the door! To a clean room…that’s right clean, there was literally nothing out of the ordinary about the room itself and this was probably the scariest part about it all. Trevor stepped inside and looked at every item in the room with caution. “I know you’re here…” Trevor said to himself. Closing his eyes and titling his head up. “I can sense the fear you experienced…the pain and the terror you went through just moments before your death…I can help you. I can send you to the other side but I need you to help me. I need you to tell me what and who attacked you…” Trevor heard the door shut and turning around he’d see the girl that was killed standing there plain as day in perfect condition. “…who are you.” She asked with a stern tone. “My name is Trevor, but I’m also a Dragon Monk. I’m the guy who’s going to get you sent to heaven, depending on how you were in life that is.” The ghost had glossy eyes looking at him. “I…I was okay I guess. I had a lot of friends and…good grades. I didn’t hurt anyone…I never even got to go on my first date.” Trevor sighed, giving the girl a sentimental look. “Hey it’s okay. Everything happens for a reason. Death isn’t the end, it’s just the beginning of a longer tomorrow. So talk to me. What happened to you? “ She hesitates for a moment and Trevor squats down in front of her, resting one of his arms on his tight. “Take your time…”

The girl spoke once more. “The last three days I was alive I started feeling funny…nightmares and I even sleep walked a couple of nights and ended up a sleep on the living room couch. I used to get cuts on me int  he middle of the night from out of nowhere…” Trevor nodded. “ the demon that killed you…did it give you a name.” “If..if I say it he won’t come and get me will he?” Trevor shook his head. “I’m here to protect you. He won’t hurt you anymore. “ She nodded, sniffling as if she was about to cry again. “The…the Sandman.” Trevor stood up clenching his fist. “So we meet again…” Trevor put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay…I shall send you to your eternal paradise.” Trevor’s hand began to glow while it was on her shoulder and as it did a bright white light would’ve echoed through the cracks of the door flashing into the hallway barely for only a brief moment. Trevor stood in the center of the room with his hands on his hips shaking his head.

\*Rayne at this point beforehand could be trying to fish information from the father and the in denial father. That or she could have also followed Trevor though had she done this the door would’ve been shut and she’d only be able to hear what sounded like Trevor talking to himself. If she heard any of this or was outside the door she’d see the bright light and then the door would be open. However she approached it she’d either over hear Trevor or walk on him standing in the room. He’d owe her an explanation.\*

Rayne bit down on her lower lip readying herself for the news she was going to hear. The father leaned back, almost as if he was preparing himself as well but he was the one telling the story. Rayne nodded in agreement, he was right. She was clearly in denial, the woman was singing in the kitchen as she readied for her company and made them a dish of cookies. Rayne felt the pain in her as well when she got the hug, it was almost like she really needed that hug but didn’t show it off that she did. Rayne sighed softly. When she heard the story she felt a drop in her stomach. An eerie tale he told to the busty blonde. Trevor acted calm as hell and it made her feel confused, he definitely knew what happened already. He didn’t need the small details, but he still dug in for more. Rayne raised a brow as he mentioned his rank, she shrugged to the father. “Eh… don’t mind him.” He smiled at Rayne. “Don’t you wanna go too?” He asked. Rayne looked up at where Trevor walked off. “Eh..” She was unsure about it but she stood up. “I’ll go.” She smiled and patted his shoulder. “I’m so sorry…” She said as she walked up to the room.

She noticed Trevor already opened the door, a cold air poured out from the room. She shivered as chills fell down her back. The room was clean not a trace to be found but still it was eerie as hell and she couldn’t put a finger on it. She noticed Trevor was talking, but to who? She tilted her head a bit weirded out at what she saw. Before she could walk into the room the door shut almost on her face. She stepped back in shock. “W-what… the fuck?” She knocked on the door. “T-Trevor you ok?” She asked as she knocked again. She stepped back a bit as the door was glowing, she was a bit in shock finally the door opened and walked into the room and stared at him. She put a hand on her hip.

“Ok. I’m done with this shit.” She walked up closer to him. “What are you? I’m done pretending, you’re the guy on the roof that got the living shit beat out of him and I let you go like an idiot, but I had some weird feeling that I shouldn’t have and of course I was right.” She poked at his chest now, the short curvy tanned female standing before him raging at him like an angry tsundere. “What just happened!? What happened before this all!? YOU OWE ME SO MANY EXPLANAITIONS AND I HAVEN’T GONE TO MY LAST ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASS SO YOU BETTER DO IT SOON.” She was yelling hoping the father or mother wouldn’t come up the stairs, although they already knew she had anger issues they would much rather stay out of it. Her eyes flaming with anger out of the confusion she saw, still mad about what happened when they first met and his stupid cute face all cut up. She wanted to punch him but she just couldn’t and couldn’t understand why which made her even angrier.

 VI

While collecting this thoughts on what he’d just come into contact with he’d have sighed aloud. Until turning around and coming face to face or in her case, face to chest, with the short tanned Rayne. Looking down at her with a blank expression he’d heard her speaking but his eyes were advertantly elsewhere. “Ok. I’m done with this shit.” “Eh? What I do?” She began to poke his chest repeatedly yelling at him. “What are you? I’m done pretending, you’re the guy on the roof that got the living shit beat out of him and I let you go like an idiot, but I had some weird feeling that I shouldn’t have and of course I was right.” “……shit.” Trevor uttered. She figured him out. He forgot she WAS a cop after all it’s only natural she’d have the ability to put clues together and detect his weird behavior. Trevor had recently gotten a bit lax on protecting his identity though seeing as how he didn’t really have anyone on earth he cared for in particular. “What just happened!? What happened before this all!? YOU OWE ME SO MANY EXPLANAITIONS AND I HAVEN’T GONE TO MY LAST ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASS SO YOU BETTER DO IT SOON.” Trevor blinked, giving her a corner frown before raising his hands up and pinching both of her tan cheeks moving them around a bit as he spoke to her smiling and talking in a cutesy wootsy voice.

“D’awwww look at you being all inquisitive and stuffs! Ooo your so adorable yesh you aaaaaaaare.” Weather he received a slap in the face from this or not he’d give her the inquisition she deserved. “Fine fine. You’ve got me. I’m the same guy you saw on the rooftop.” Trevor lifted up his shirt and jacket to show her the green uniform he wore that night. “Long story short, I’m…not from around here. Not even from this plane of existence. What I’m about to tell you might blow your mind so follow me here.” Trevor let his shirt down and clapped his hands together taking in a deep breathe before talking.

“You see the reason I was asking whether or not the girl was a virgin is because I think I know who’s committing these sleep murders. Ever hear of the old myth about the Sandman? How he controls sleep and what not? Well it’s not a myth. In fact he’s…well he’s a demon. A demon spirit rather. The sandman enters the dreams of young virgin women, stealing their life force to fuel himself and then killing them viscously in their dreams. Reason these murders go unsolved is because the injuries start.” Trevor would’ve leaned down a bit rather close to the girl poking her forehead with his finger. “In the mind. Mind over matter right? In most cases diseases like colds can be fought off if a person truly believes with everything in their mental that they are all right. It’s like a placebo effect. Give a drug addict a sugar pill but tell it’s Vicodin and boom they get their fix mentally. “ Trevor would’ve stood back  up turning to look at the rest of the room. “I myself can talk to spirts and ghost. Anything supernatural or other worldly but I won’t go to much into detail or I’ll lose you completely. I spoke to the spirit of the girl and she told me the symptoms that fit the bill. You see Rayne it takes the Sandman 3 days to induce a target. It starts by depriving them of sleep. That way on the third day when a person enters REM sleep they won’t wake up due to exhaustion. That’s when the night terrors come. Vivid dreams of…darkness, dark fears or even dark desires. Finally comes sleep walking which is where the murder portion of it all happens…” Trevor balled his fist getting seemingly angry and passionate. An intensity entering his vivid blue eyes. “You see it starts with three virgins because it follows a cult pattern that goes from 3 virgins, 3 mothers and 3 widows. He repeats this cycle with every person. And If I read that file correctly she would’ve been the 3rd virgin….which means next is a mother. We have to figure out some kind of way to track which is next though..”

Trevor exhaled and looked back at her breast-eyes. “but anyway Sound familiar? The exact same symptoms the girl felt are the exact same symptoms that come form him. You couldn’t see me battling him on the roof the other night because you’re not spiritually aware. It’s kind of like a club that you can’t get into cause you don’t believe it.” Trevor would raise his brows non chalontly and nod. “SO uh…that’s basically it. Thanks for not arresting me the other night though. I know , I know I’m a lot cuter with the mask off I’ve been told.” Trevor ran his fingers through his blonde locks and smiled at her with a toothy grin. If she had questions or comments, Trevor would’ve walked by her and responded let’s go first. “ stepping out Trevor would give his condolences to the parents one last time before he opened the door for Rayne and hopped in on the other side. “Alright NOW you can ask questions.”

\*The conversation between them would’ve ensued all the way back to the police station where Trevor parks his ride and takes them into his office. It was pretty decorative with lots of oriental Chinese decorations and a lot of reds and golds. An evidence board on the wall behind his desk, as he’d write out “Three virgins, three mothers and three widows” on the board. A computer to aid in research the two of them would have to figure out how to predict the next victim to come…\*

He looked down at her blankly, her eye firing with rage and confusion until her face went blank as well as she felt a slight tug on her tanned cheeks, which were now rosy. She stared blankly now at his chest as he squished her cheeks and started to talk to her like she was a five year old. Her right eye twitched just a bit as she stood there. Her hands at her sides now, balled up in tiny fists, her blue nails digging into her palms. She glanced up at him and slapped both his hands off her with her own hands. She stared at him now with an angry stare but quiet. Which isn’t a very good sign coming from Rayne of course… Or any female of the sort.

She folded her arms now staring up at the man she was just raging at. She thought she could hold onto the secret for a little while but it was only a matter of time when the weird shit would happen again and she’d crack. People underestimate the girl who seems harmless but little do they know of her past. Very little do they know what goes on in her mind as well.

 She raised a brow at him. ‘What did he mean by that?’ She felt a bit nervous now. She stared at him blankly. This all seemed like bullshit to her, although it fit the pieces together nicely she was still dumbfounded and stubborn. He sounded crazy, no… he was definitely crazy, but they must have hired him for a good reason and she had no clue what it was. As he continued to speak and explaining it just sounded crazier to her with each sentence. Her frown curved into a straight line now a face of disbelief and looking at him like he had 50 heads which… probably wouldn’t be too shocking for him from what she heard out of his mouth at the moment. As she was about to speak she was cut off by him. “Let’s go first.” She followed behind him with her condolences to the parents as well and got another breast filled hug from the mother. The father chuckled and waved them off as they stepped out of the house Rayne ruffled her hair to fix it.

“Yeesh.. eh.. so uh.” She stepped into the car staring blankly at what she heard. She just blinked and looked at him. “I really don’t wanna believe a single thing you’ve said, and I’m not gonna until I see it for myself.” She said bluntly. “This seems like so much bullshit but this is my mission too so I’ll go along with it.” She sighed softly then she turned to glare at him piercing him with her teal irises. “You /better/ not be wasting my precious time.” She huffed folding her arms. Finally when they got back she walked into his nicely decorated office, she peeked at the evidence board and sighed. “Christ, you really believe this shit.” She said to herself but speaking out loud as she glanced at him now and pointed to the computer. “Alright, lets get to work.”

“I really don’t wanna believe a single thing you’ve said, and I’m not gonna until I see it for myself.” Trevor sighed with the upmost disappointment. “They never do.” He almost looked as if he was going to try upon hearing her disbelief but then again it wasn’t anything he didn’t expect. If anything she at least handled it better than most people…cute self. She made it clear that he’d better not be wasting her time and Trevor only smirked to that notion.  “Oooooh you’ll see princess. You’ll see.” As they got back to his office and she pointed towards the computer Trevor would look behind him and point to her. “Alright lets. I’ve got an idea…right now we need to start looking up something…if the pattern fits. It should be mothers next. “ Trevor folded his arms, and wrote under the word mother “new born” before he pointed to the board. “In old rituals the blood or body of a new born baby is a symbol of ultimate beginning or ultimate end. That be the case, we need to figure out which three specific mothers…could be anyone…” Trevor paced back and forth for a second before snapping his fingers, blue hues shooting onto Rayne and pointing at her. “How about this. Look up in the Kasaihana City Hospital any recent new born babies. Like the legit most recent three at the top of that list.”

Trevor would lean over her, resting his head on her shoulder , and resting his chin on it as she looked stuff up almost as if he’d known her for the longest time as is. “Hm? What’s this?” (at this point you can make up some names and stuff make it look like we’re both fucking geniuses. xD)

Trevor would’ve stood straight back up and started to unzip his jacket. “Alright here we go Rayne. It’s gonna be a late night at the hospital so gear up for anything you might need.” Trevor would’ve started to remove his jacket, revealing a white wife beater as he tossed it to the side. Removing his tank top right after only for his necklace to pop off by accident and hit her in the head. Trevor turned around still letting his shirt hang off of his arms as he gave her a raised brow look. “Hey can you hand me that?”

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Trevor would’ve walked over towards her and began holding his hand out, letting his upper body show. He looked good and he knew it to, but he wasn’t trying to show off in this case. If anything the air around him was incredibly serious as he looked at her with bright blue eyes. If she handed it to him, he’d hold it in his hand and look down at it for a moment. “Hey…do you see a glow around this necklace?” Trevor would’ve held it up in front of her letting it dangle as she sat there. She’d see a feint green glow and if she did, Trevor would’ve smiled. “I see.” Trevor would’ve stood behind her squatting down and attempting to put the necklace on her. Should she object, he’d lean his head over and rest his chin on the curve of her neck raising an eye brow. “Hold still woman this is for your own good.” Trevor would’ve hooked the necklace on her and she would’ve gotten an eerie tingly feeling over her body for a split second before it would’ve gone away.

“Alright that’s better. Keep that on it’ll protect you from whatever you might come across tonight…it won’t be pretty.” Trevor would’ve made his way back over and started stripping down to his Pikachu boxer shorts with a black background. He’d the open the closet and reveals the green outfit. Taking it out and holding it up he’d start fitting himself inside of the suit and pulling it up upon himself. His chest glowed for a single second but she might believe it to be her eyes playing tricks on her. “You’re going to….keep this a secret right? Kinda need this job you know.” Trevor laughed softly before reaching into the pocket of the suit and putting on the yellow bandanna over his head with it’s eyeholes tying it up tight. “Alright princess, you ready for this? I’ll need you to drive so that way I can monitor any activity we might occur on the way. Sensory purposes and what not. “ Trevor would turn his body in the outfit showing it off. “You like the color scheme? Traditional home realm colors huh? Huuuuuuuuuuh?”

## VII

Reyna nodded as she sat comfortably in the twirly chair, she leaned a bit to look at the computer, squinting her eyes at the screen. “But what mothers..? Like how the hell could we find this out?” She asked him…. And herself. “New born babies? That’s awful.” She pouted her lips now as she made eye contact with him her eyes widened as he came up with an idea jumping a bit. “Oof… alright.” She placed her fingers on the keyboard and typed quickly with the keys clicking with each tap. Pulling up the page she leaned back and pointed to the screen. “I got the files up.” She said as it popped up quickly. She felt his head rest on her shoulder but she ignored him too into what she was looking at. “The first woman, her name is Jayden Richards, 24 years old, the second woman named Fiona Blanco, only 19 years old.. and lastly Marie Mayson, 32 years old as her finger scrolled down with the mouse. She turned around to look at Trevor as he got undressed until a hard rock hit her head, she yelped and rubbed her head as it landed in her lap. “The heck..? What’s this?” She asked holding it up now to her view. She glanced up at him and as she was about to hand it to him and placed it in his hand trying to look away from him. She glanced at the necklace seeing a soft green glow. Her eyebrow raised. “Y-Yeah… why?” She asked as she stood up to analyze it. She noticed him walk behind her and she’d try to pull away. “Hey get off!” She snapped trying to pull away as he told her to hold still. She grumbled a bit folding her arms. “Alright…” As she felt a cold stone hanging over her cleavage. She glanced down at the necklace. “Huh…” She felt a bit colder now, sending shivers down her spine but it soon went away right after.

“Alright then… fine.” She didn’t object as she grabbed her gun and pulled it into her back pocket. She looked away from him as he began to undress. “Jeez, at least warn me next time you pervert.” She turned around folding her arms like a tsundere… (Cuz you know she is.) She then glanced back at him as he pulled on his outfit, his chest glowed a bit she’d rub her eyes confused. “You’re going to….keep this a secret right? Kinda need this job you know.” She smiled and kept her arms folded. “Depends what’s in it for me?” She asked teasing him obviously. She walked up to him and nodded. “Yeah yeah, let’s go dream boat.” She mocked as she walked past him and downstairs back to the car. She opened the door to get into the driver’s seat and waited for him to get in as well, as soon as he got in she glanced at him with a smile. “Buckle up. I tend to ignore the speed limit.” Before he even put his seatbelt on she’d step on the gas and zoomed past the building in a split second.

When he asked if she’d keep it a secret she wasted no time exploiting his weakness as being a vigilante around her. “Depends what’s in it for me?” Trevor sighed and shook his head, rubbing the side of it a little bit with his eyes closed. “Aye aye aye…” Yeah yeah, let’s go dream boat.” Trevor perked up a bit and laughed, pointing at her while walking behind her. “Hey that’s a complement! That’s totally a complement!” she took charge this time around and actually took over getting inside of his driver seat of all things. “….You fore real?” Trevor put his hands up, having to remember that she held the key to his future here as he DID know now who he was. She knew his secret vigilante persona and while  he didn’t to much care due to not having anyone in the world to really give a damn to care? It was still necessary to remain low key in this plain of existence. Hopping inside of the car, Trevor would’ve shut the door and reached for his seat belt. “If we hurry we should be able to-“ “Buckle up. I tend to ignore the speed limit.” Trevor didn’t even get to finish his sentence (or his seat belt) before she pushed his crown vic’s pedal to the floor and took off! Trevor’s back digging into the seat and sending him pressing against it! His teeth gritted as he listened to his own engine purr and held onto the soft seats with strong fingertips. “GEE WIZ! DRIVER HER SLOW SHE’S SENSITIVE!”

 After her furious ride in his car, Trevor would’ve hopped out of it, leaning over and using one hand to post himself against the side of his car. The both of them now outside of Kasaihana Central Hospital. After catching a breathe he’d stand up and roll his shoulders. “Alright…we’re here.” Trevor would’ve waved his hand signaling for her to come closer to him. “Well we’re here, and if that record you pulled up is accurate that means the babies are either being born or have already been. We have to maneuver around, find them, and get to those mothers before anything happens to them. We’re going to save all of them…hell even saving one is enough.” Trevor balled his fist, showing that serious side of him once again he tried to hard to hide behind a smile. “Let’s go. You scope the inside but be casual about it. I’m going to perimeter the building and see if I can get a spiritual link- oh that’s right you don’t believe this stuff. Uh. I’m gonna use my ghost senses to find him.” Trevor wiggled his fingers and started to dart off down the side walk of the complex, heading the opposite direction of rayne leaving her to enter the hospital of her own accord.

**To be continued in part 2**