Two gangly, insect-like creatures curiously peered down into the long-abandoned well. Even though they were far, he could see their flaking powdery white shell revealing the dark skin beneath.

Startling him, the creatures turned towards each other. He scrambled to pick up the pieces of cloth he had torn from his shirt and balled up and jammed them into his ears. He strained as he stuffed them with such force, scrunching his nose and shaking. What followed was a series of unintelligible ringing sounds which were simultaneously beautiful and excruciating.

When he had had time to think, he almost craved the addictive sound, even though he had writhed from the torture of it just hours before. His eyes opened and he managed to look up at the creatures, squinting through the pain. He could neither understand what they were saying nor any emotion, but knew they were communicating. He puzzled and pulled out any information in his brain that could lead to an explanation of what was happening. He thought of his time in school, studying enormous insects that had existed in the age of reptiles and dinosaurs, but had long since been extinct.

The sound rung and the man’s will broke. he shook and grimaced as he fought to stay awake, but blood leaked from his ears and soaked into the cloth pieces and onto his skin. The blood traced along the grooves in his palm down to his wrists and forearms in only moments. The strained expression fell from his face as he passed out. He fell fast to the ground, hands falling from his ears and smacking into the stone.

It felt immediate as he struck the ground that he was transported back to the events of the previous day. He had woken up abruptly, feeling startled but unsure of why until he finally opened his eyes fully. His vision was blurred at first with shades of orange and yellow and powder blue. As his eyes focused, he saw the sun rising over the horizon of a wheat field. He let himself be content as he first thought he was in a dream. The breeze and the warmth held him and he felt at peace until that breeze picked up into a whipping wind.

Several translucent pods appeared silently, the only sound being the wind whooshing around him. The pods disappeared to reveal revolting creatures with hard outer shells, dark skin barely showing through the cracks beneath, and several large antennae.

As they appeared one by one, he fell backwards to the ground and kicked his feet to get further from the center of the wheat field toward the treeline. He ducked his head and stayed flat as possible to try and hide from the horrifying creatures. His breath was loud and panicked, but hidden by the still-whooshing winds.

Broken on the floor Harsh breaths Wheezing lungs Words through my ears Poison to my mind

Crystal Smith a 42 year old woman from hot springs North Carolina was found brutally murdered and dumped into a ditch line this morning. She had 52 broken bones along with 87 stab wounds. Autopsy has revealed arsenic poison was found in her lungs and her blood. If you have any information you are urged to contact the police immediately! There are no suspects at this time.

Inside of the church lays the dead body of the pope in the city of Gardon. It was a mess. There was broken glass everywhere, blood stains on the walls that looked fresh, and there were foot prints out the big brown double doors. Detective Bartley suspected that someone came in and killed the pope with a dagger, because it was hidden under the long carpet underneath the benches. “GET OUT NOW”! Someone said in a demonic voice. Detective Bartley didn’t wait a moment longer. He sprinted out of the church slippped down the the stairs and ran into the church’s warehouse not to far away. But there was one problem. It was dark, and he heard that voice once more. “I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE” The warehouse filled with toxic Posion and it filled his lungs fast.

“What happened here?” said the detective walking up to the scene of the crime, the police chief replied with a tired sigh “It looks like the male victim had his ribs removed, broken off one by one while he was already dead. We found a bottle in the sink. It was poison. His lungs were crushed as well as his spine snapped. Also, we found this craved into his back.” The corpse lying on its side then walked around to the other side to see a symbol of a satanic star torn into the flesh of its back. “Oh my…” she smirked stepping back a few steps as the detective covered her face to hide a smile. Just below the satanic star, there were words cut across the corpse's back that said “Alius angelus de caelo cecidit” which translates from Latin to English “Another angel fell from heaven”. The Chief noticed her smiling as she was covering her face. He asked her “Why are you smiling? Who are you really?”. Her jacket started to move and tighten as the seems began to rip, her shoes bursted open to reveal hooves and her jacket fell apart to the ground as large wings unfolded and spread across the crime scene with blue and red lights bursting into the dark night sky flashing onto every surface at the crime scene and every cops face with each flash revealed more and more the horror on thier faces. “I am… The light bringer and I have a message from God.” silence fell. “Here comes the fall of man for it is now the rise of woman.”

Tape surrounded all four corners of the court yard and for the first time, I got to experience what it’s like to be restricted in the Throne Room. I kept behind the pillar so I wasn’t spotted. Broken bones laid on the floor surrounded by evidence tape. How cruel does a human have to be to shatter the bones of their own royal subject? Leaving the bones recklessly scattered on the floor, but leaving the head whole. A personal attack on my uncle. “We found a part of his lung,” one of the knights reported. They had bagged it up. “It’s all black.” The detective looked at the lung piece in the bag and sighed. “Poisen.” He shakes his head and hands it off to the person who collects the evidence. I glitch at his observation. I hope he died from that first then to be severed into many pieces; suffering the whole time.

"Give me an analysis of the crime scene," said Captain Wulph. His coffee remained untouched on his desk, which was unusual. Usually, he had three cups by the time he walked into the office, and another once he sat down. But, given the circumstances of the death in this new case file, nobody would have an appetite for weeks. Someone was targeting the Fae - even just finding one was not an easy task - a serial killer was on the loose, and had Fae wings on the menu.

"This is the third Fae we've found in just two weeks," said Detective Vamp. "Like the others, her wings had been...uh, chewed off."

"Jesus," said the Captain. "Any sign of poison?"

"Yes," said Vamp. He showed his superior a photo of the victim's mouth at the crime scene. While her head had been underwater, the skin around her mouth was stained with a green substance. "It's the same substance as the other two victims. Likely, the liquid will be found in her lungs, almost like she inhaled it."

"We need constant surveillance in and around all night clubs in the area," said Wulph. "Whoever this maniac is, he's going to strike again. His hunger won't let him idle."

"Already on it, sir. Detectives have been scattered across the Bay, two to each club. I'll be stationed at the Broken Arrow with Detective Hunter."

The Captain nodded. "Good work. I'll get the Mayor on the phone and have him warn all the Fae in the area to not travel alone and carry protection. Let's catch this bastard."

Once upon a time in a land far far away there was a realm called vivid valley known for the fairy’s and the party’s the princesses too they were good people almost nothing bad happened until one day the fairy serevent came to give the princess her fresh breakfast when she saw her laying on the floor unconscious she ran to the guards help help princess Layla has been poisoned I saw poison on the floor and the window is broken come please we must take her to old father will the guard said you you actually mean him fine but I’m not talking to him they went to old father will he was a treater a wizard too but that was back in the day then old father will placed his hand over princess laylas heart and then said the poison went into her lungs she can’t breathe can you do something about it the fairy princess asked in alarm well old father will began take her too my cabin I have supplies there they went and they sat down next to the fire ok I have a potion I used to use for my family when they were sick all it needs is a little bit of ash from the fire a little bit of hair from the princess and some Lockwood berries he said as he put them in now he said she must drink it he poured a little down her throught she woke up oh how my head hurts do you remember anything he asked uhm she said there was a person in all black really ugly outfit and he was sneaky then they had an idea they needed to test people the first one was Mr. Bunny ok where were you the night that the crime was committed well I was late for my tea party with the mad hatter and as soon as I heard about it I started asking people questions but they wouldn’t listen ok thank you for your time he replied with a little to much time I’m late I’m late I’m late they next interrogated a mermaid hello where were you on the night of the crime then she said getting more for my dingle hopper collection of course because I have gizmos and gadgets but I still want more plus dad wouldn’t let me be up here unless I was supervised like now ok good point they then went to the princess next door hi where were you on the night of the crime well my guards were setting up my bed with 20 mattress’s and 20 feathers but when I slept in it it felt very uncomfortable like something circular was in my bed all night ok they said they only had one suspect left little red they went to her hi little red hi woah my what big clip board you have oh yes thanks and oh what big dress you have only the finest she said and oh my what are you doing here they asked where were you on the night of the crime oh my I was making rock hard muffins just then a wolf came out and attacked little red hah hah little dead now hey we will stop this everyone in the portal to go back in time ok so little red where were you on the night of the crime oh I was making rock hard muffins in case the killer came for me she said picking up a basket behind you the wolf came and them bam she hit him with it hah what a big bruise you will have wait look in his ugly grandma pocket wait that’s a sign bad taste in clothes and poison in his pocket they went back and put him in jail goodbye and good day not little red said and she stuck her tounge out the mystery has been solved then they had a ball where the wolf was forced to go in his grandma outfit and sing it was very funny the ball was over and they all lived happily ever after

The victim was in her early twenties. She died from asphyxiation because of her broken lungs. She had been found under a bridge next to the police station.

It was clearly a mockery of the police. Saying that they will keep killing innocent people and there is nothing they can do about it.

Well, it’s a good thing that I’m not the police.

Victim was a young male who was discovered at a local tavern. Many walked past him thinking he had passed out of the music martinis but upon further inspection appeared to be dead. Victim suffered broken ribs and appeared to have been in a duel. Upon investigation it was discovered that a shove of telekinesis power had slammed him against the wall, told by a collapsed lung and a nearby witness. It was also found that he had a certain type of poison in his body. The last thing found was a lip gloss stain on his cheek, which was traced back to a notorious villain, Assassin.