Homicide in Humanities

After watching Emma die in front of his eyes, Tom had become distant; barely talking to his friends; tuning out of lessons and most of all he had begun to take his anger and frustration out on innocent bystanders in ways that they did not notice straight away.

He was sat in his History volunteering class on a wednesday afternoon, his mind spinning, imagining a different possible way of making Felix suffer.

"Tom, can you come down here and help Maddi please?" the teacher, Rebecca Bailey asked, however, Tom knew her better as FBI Special Agent Bailey who had been tasked with the same job as Tom after a communication lapse occurred between NCIS and the FBI.
         "What? Yeah sure," Tom stated,  his depression showing.
         "You sure you want to be here?" she whispered as he walked past.
         "Like I have a choice," Tom countered.
         "Everyone has a choice," she promised.
         "I wish," Tom sighed and sat down next to his middle daughter.
         "How can we help you if you won't let us in," Rebecca sighed to herself.

Tom set to work absentmindedly helping his daughter with the work on the history of Antiseptic surgery.
         "Something's gonna happen," Maddi asked after her father stopped explaining Joseph Lister. "Isn't it."

         "Maybe," Tom shrugged quietly. "I can see bits of things happening but they refuse to make full images."

Maddi set back to work on gap-filling exercise while Tom continued to stare at the brown, wooden door. In his head he began counting down from 3; when he got to 1 he turned to Maddi and told her to take her hands away from the table.

Placing his hands underneath the table he began counting down from 3 to 1 again, this time, when he got to 1, he flung the table into the air. Almost exactly in sync with his throwing of the table, the door exploded of its hinges and flew straight towards him, only to collide with the table, giving Tom time to form a small, unseeable force field that caught the table and door before they could smash into him.

         "What the hell was that!" screamed Sarah from the back of the room.

Suddenly, a missile flew into the room at speeds that disallowed Tom the chance to react...

Shattered Glass covered the front row of students, many of them already dead from the explosion. Tom and Maddi were blasted backwards through the now-non-existent wall, to land on the grass out beyond it.

Tom struggled to his feet, his head spinning and his eyesight slowly returning from a horrible blur of colour.

He looked to the classroom to see a mix of blue, red, white, black and skin-pink; most of the skin-pink had red spread across it. He tried to focus on something in the background of the classroom to see if he could fix his eyesight, although this did not work.

Falling to his butt, Tom began to just relax and let his head return to its natural order.

But before that could happen, an all too familiar voice sounded from his left. "The all powerful Tom, the kid who took down his apparent dictatorial parents," his mother's voice announced. "Taken down by a tiny little missile."

         "You should run," Tom warned. "The second I get my sight back you are as good as dead."

         "Not if you want to see Maddi again," Penny's, Felix's copycat, voice sounded from behind his mother. Both were wearing tight, black clothes with ski masks over their heads.

         "Hey Penny," Tom laughed as his vision began to slowly clear. "Long time no see. When was it last? DC? Yes, I was trying to figure out whether it was you or Felix who killed that Marine and ended up interrogating both of you. That was nine months ago, wasn't it? That case is still open, want to see what happens if we take you in now?"

         "Shut up," Penny sneered. "You can't do anything, you can't see, you can barely move, and you definitely can't save Maddi."

         "Depends..."

         "Depends on what," she snapped.

         "On whether I am pinned to a wall or not,"Tom smiled as he was able to successfully make out the facial features of his daughter, who had a long, curved knife to her throat.

Fly! Without thinking Tom used his superspeed to zoom up to his mother and her serial killer partner, stupidly however, he did not kill or disable them, instead his instincts told him to simply remove the head masks.

         "Mum!" came a yelp from the demolished classroom. "What are you doing?"
         "Sarah!" Tom's mum, Jackie, gulped, clearly unaware that her daughter was sat in the classroom.

         "Yeah, what are you doing?" Tom joined in, jumping in on the fact that his mother was now stunned into non-movement.

         "I'm...I'm...how the hell do you explain this?" Jackie asked. "How did you, you know, explain it to Emma, Maddi and Connie?"

         "Emma and Connie remembered anyways, and all that had to happen with Maddi was to be reminded of her past. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't have anything to remember," Tom shrugged quickly. "You gonna try and explain it?"

         "Um...how do I explain this though?" Jackie repeated. "How do I explain this!"

         "Well, you'll find it harder to explain if you follow through with what your planning."

         "Shut up Tom," Penny snapped. "Jackie, slit her throat before I kill Sarah."

         "A bit murder happy," Tom laughed. "Aren't we Penny."

         "I'm a serial killer, what do you expect?"

         "Some decency. I know Felix does."

         "Shut it," she snapped.

Jackie stood staring at Sarah, unsure of what to do. "What are you gonna do?" Tom repeated.

         "I...I don't know..."

         "Then let her go," Tom requested calmly. "You kill her and you alienate Sarah, do you really want to piss off another one of your children?"

Suddenly his mother's face darkened, her gaze turned to the curved blade that currently lay waiting to slit her granddaughter's throat. She lifted her head up to view her worried son's face. "Don't do it," he warned.

         "After what we did to you, do you really think what my kid thinks of me effects me?"

         "Depends, how much do you want to die?" Tom asked. "I missed my chance once, I will not again."

         "Then I'll face the monster I create."

         "Then you'll lose to them."

         "I don't lose."

         "Unless its against me," Tom smirked as his mother began pressing the blade down on Maddi's throat; Tom realised then that it was too late to save Maddi and so set to work on manipulating Sarah's life in an attempt to prepare his revenge on his mother.

Un-shockingly, Jackie suddenly brought the knife across Maddi throat causing a stream of deep red blood began to flow from the cut on her throat, which was amplified as she began to choke on the blood and started coughing blood up, forcing the lush, green grass to turn a horrible sticky, red colour.

         "MUM!" Sarah screamed. "What did you do?"

         "She did exactly the thing she came here to do," Tom snarled. "Isn't that right, mother?"

         "Sarah, I can explain," she stuttered.

         "But you won't have time," Tom warned as Sarah began to cough up blood.

         "What did you do!" she snapped as a small cut appeared across her daughter's throat.

         "All I did was link Maddi and Sarah," Tom explained. "You did the rest."

         "But...but...but..." Jackie repeated and continued to as the Penny grabbed her shoulders. Her deep dark brown eyes locked with Tom's trying to no avail to figure out what had happened to him.

         "You call us monsters, so what does that make you?" she asked as a swirling white portal opened behind her.

         "A father who is losing everything to people he once cared for," Tom disclosed before the black girl walked backwards into the portal with his mother in tow, still repeating the word "but".