Post by The Reverend Bizarre on Jun 3, 2009 2:46:09 GMT -5
Title: Advocatus Diaboli/Obsessed
Rating: PG-13 (mentions of violence)
Pairings: NA
Major characters: Lilly Rush
Genre: Drama, Other: Parapsychological
Summary: The team reopens three cases, all three victims shot dead by a sniper, but when the trail becomes even colder, the team decides to shelf the case. Everyone except Lilly.
Notes: No dialogue.
It had been two weeks since the team had opened up a case; three different people, all of them murdered via a bullet hole through the head. All of the detectives had been giving it there all, but none more so than detective Rush. She wanted to bring this sociopath to justice; no, not want, need. She needed to bring this psychopath to justice.
Unfortunately, every lead only led to a dead-end; if there was even a lead. There were hardly any clues for this case. They couldn’t find the weapon used, nor any of the bullets used. And, the killer had been very careful not to leave any signs of who he was. Lilly had talked to the family and friends of the victims, but none of them knew anything. Stillman had suggested that they shelf the case until they got more evidence, but Lilly wasn’t having any of it. Her co-workers had suggested that she place the case on hiatus, but Lilly insisted on solving it. Suddenly, her entire life revolved around catching this guy. She had become obsessed.
This obsession had manifested itself in certain behaviors. The detective was hardly eating anymore, refusing to go out, and hardly sleeping. Whenever she did go to sleep she had a reoccurring dream where she was being drowned by an unknown person. She always woke up before the dream could actually end though. While this bothered her, it wasn’t enough to bring her down. All that she could think about was catching the sniper.
After two weeks, Lilly had noticed something strange about the murders. All three of them were killed on specific dates. The first one had been murdered in May of 2006, on the date that Lilly had been shot. The second one had been killed on the night that she and Scotty had traveled to West Virginia to bring a certain serial killer back to Philadelphia. The final victim had been murdered on the same date that Will Jeffries had been shot. Lilly confides this information to Scotty and Stillman, but they tell her that it’s probably just a coincidence. So Lilly pays them no heed; she continues to investigate. She has to, she has no choice.
Now she’s talking to someone, questioning a person of interest. This person doesn’t know anything and it’s making Lilly feel upset. Frustrated, she’s about to leave; until the person literally drops dead. Lilly panics a little, but calmly examines the body without touching it. There’s a bullet hole in the head, the sniper has struck again. Lilly looks around, and soon spots an enigmatic figure on a roof, half a mile away. The detective has a feeling that this is the person who’s responsible for these deaths. Now she just needs to bring this person in. She heads for the building that she saw the figure. She knows that it’s dangerous, but at this point she doesn’t care.
The suspect isn’t there, so Lilly leaves the building and heads somewhere to get a cup of coffee. When she gets out of the coffee shop with coffee in hand, she notices a body on the sidewalk. A bullet hole in the head. For some reason nobody else is doing anything, and Lilly decides that finding this scumbag is more important.
And this happens all day along. Every time Lilly catches sight of the person she goes after him, but he always manages to evade her. The detective becomes more and more frustrated, to the point that she would love nothing more than to snipe the bastard himself, and see him drop dead. Lilly’s not a sniper though, so she settles on a brief fantasy of blowing this person’s brains out. When she realizes what exactly she’s fantasizing about she quickly shoves that to the back of her mind. No sooner does she do that, and another person in the area is struck dead.
And now the detective’s rage has hit an all time peak. She no longer cares about socially acceptable fantasies, or morals, she just wants to see this sociopath dead; screw the legal system, monsters like this person don’t deserve mercy. She spots the sniper, and goes after him. Her mind still set on killing this scumbag; these thoughts still in the front of her mind as she ascends to the top of the hill that she spotted him. And before she gets to the very top she stops. She remembers those dates, and now she knows why they were important.
She had secretly desired to kill those three people.
Something inside of Lilly awakens, and she hears one final gunshot from above. Startled she makes her way up to the top, and there she sees the suspect, the one that she’s been after for two weeks now. Slowly she makes her way over to the body, and realizes that who she thought was a “he”, is actually a “she”. Even with the suspect face down, Lilly can still tell. The detective squats down. She decides that she needs to see who this woman was. Her right hand reaches to touch the woman’s shoulder, and she quickly turns the body over…
…and upon seeing the face of the murderer she stumbles back in shock.
-
Those who always long for me shall break out in order to seek me; they will find me and look me in the eye - and there they will discover no one other than themselves! - unknown
Rating: PG-13 (mentions of violence)
Pairings: NA
Major characters: Lilly Rush
Genre: Drama, Other: Parapsychological
Summary: The team reopens three cases, all three victims shot dead by a sniper, but when the trail becomes even colder, the team decides to shelf the case. Everyone except Lilly.
Notes: No dialogue.
It had been two weeks since the team had opened up a case; three different people, all of them murdered via a bullet hole through the head. All of the detectives had been giving it there all, but none more so than detective Rush. She wanted to bring this sociopath to justice; no, not want, need. She needed to bring this psychopath to justice.
Unfortunately, every lead only led to a dead-end; if there was even a lead. There were hardly any clues for this case. They couldn’t find the weapon used, nor any of the bullets used. And, the killer had been very careful not to leave any signs of who he was. Lilly had talked to the family and friends of the victims, but none of them knew anything. Stillman had suggested that they shelf the case until they got more evidence, but Lilly wasn’t having any of it. Her co-workers had suggested that she place the case on hiatus, but Lilly insisted on solving it. Suddenly, her entire life revolved around catching this guy. She had become obsessed.
This obsession had manifested itself in certain behaviors. The detective was hardly eating anymore, refusing to go out, and hardly sleeping. Whenever she did go to sleep she had a reoccurring dream where she was being drowned by an unknown person. She always woke up before the dream could actually end though. While this bothered her, it wasn’t enough to bring her down. All that she could think about was catching the sniper.
After two weeks, Lilly had noticed something strange about the murders. All three of them were killed on specific dates. The first one had been murdered in May of 2006, on the date that Lilly had been shot. The second one had been killed on the night that she and Scotty had traveled to West Virginia to bring a certain serial killer back to Philadelphia. The final victim had been murdered on the same date that Will Jeffries had been shot. Lilly confides this information to Scotty and Stillman, but they tell her that it’s probably just a coincidence. So Lilly pays them no heed; she continues to investigate. She has to, she has no choice.
Now she’s talking to someone, questioning a person of interest. This person doesn’t know anything and it’s making Lilly feel upset. Frustrated, she’s about to leave; until the person literally drops dead. Lilly panics a little, but calmly examines the body without touching it. There’s a bullet hole in the head, the sniper has struck again. Lilly looks around, and soon spots an enigmatic figure on a roof, half a mile away. The detective has a feeling that this is the person who’s responsible for these deaths. Now she just needs to bring this person in. She heads for the building that she saw the figure. She knows that it’s dangerous, but at this point she doesn’t care.
The suspect isn’t there, so Lilly leaves the building and heads somewhere to get a cup of coffee. When she gets out of the coffee shop with coffee in hand, she notices a body on the sidewalk. A bullet hole in the head. For some reason nobody else is doing anything, and Lilly decides that finding this scumbag is more important.
And this happens all day along. Every time Lilly catches sight of the person she goes after him, but he always manages to evade her. The detective becomes more and more frustrated, to the point that she would love nothing more than to snipe the bastard himself, and see him drop dead. Lilly’s not a sniper though, so she settles on a brief fantasy of blowing this person’s brains out. When she realizes what exactly she’s fantasizing about she quickly shoves that to the back of her mind. No sooner does she do that, and another person in the area is struck dead.
And now the detective’s rage has hit an all time peak. She no longer cares about socially acceptable fantasies, or morals, she just wants to see this sociopath dead; screw the legal system, monsters like this person don’t deserve mercy. She spots the sniper, and goes after him. Her mind still set on killing this scumbag; these thoughts still in the front of her mind as she ascends to the top of the hill that she spotted him. And before she gets to the very top she stops. She remembers those dates, and now she knows why they were important.
She had secretly desired to kill those three people.
Something inside of Lilly awakens, and she hears one final gunshot from above. Startled she makes her way up to the top, and there she sees the suspect, the one that she’s been after for two weeks now. Slowly she makes her way over to the body, and realizes that who she thought was a “he”, is actually a “she”. Even with the suspect face down, Lilly can still tell. The detective squats down. She decides that she needs to see who this woman was. Her right hand reaches to touch the woman’s shoulder, and she quickly turns the body over…
…and upon seeing the face of the murderer she stumbles back in shock.
-
Those who always long for me shall break out in order to seek me; they will find me and look me in the eye - and there they will discover no one other than themselves! - unknown
