Yami Shorts

The Verdict  The judge, June July, looked at Detective J Stevenson, read the report and looked at the girl in front of her. She put the girl, who was now Alice at the moment. "Tell me, do you know where you were between the hours of five am and pm?" "No sir." She squeaked.  He played the tape of the killing of people. Upon seeing all the people being killed by Malice, Alice screamed. Her face dropped as her eyes teared up. "No. T-that can't be me! Why am I -why am I- why-" She fainted. June July was surprised that the poor girl could not handle what she had just seen. She did not wake until half an hour later, at twelve o'clock.  "Where am I?" She snapped. She did not carry the same expression on her face. This expression was stern and almost hardened, like the typical look of a delinquent. "You are in court." "Why, some parents wanna sue?"  "No, Alice!" "'Alex'! Why did you call me Alice?" 

  Detained  Knowing that his job demanded that he should take her in right there and then. He was about to call the police when his curiosity stopped him. He put his phone in his pocket and walked up to her. "Hello." "H-hello sir." She cried.  "Why are you crying?" "I-I-" She wept as she buried her head in her arms as she broke down and wept. He put a hand on her shoulder. "It's alright. Take your time." She looked up and nodded. "I wake up every morning and I do all that I can to be good, y-yet, at noon I-I-I don't know anything past that! And- and the day before yesterday I-I-I woke up in a strange place… No, I woke up where the twins kept me!" She screamed. He stroked her shoulder comfortingly. "And- and I felt ill but- but there was a letter telling me that- that I- I can't go home!" "Why?" "Be-because bad guys were there." He frowned and pondered. Was this really the evil heartles

  The Detective Detective J. Stevenson looked at the bodies before him. He put on the gloves and looked at them all over. One was a drowned man, Jey, he beat his wife, Josephine. Everyone around them knew but none did anything about it, well not until now. He heard her tale and she had a strong alibi for the were at least for others that confirmed her story. Mainly because they had all seen it in their houses.  Then there was Karin, she was a burnt corpse, only identifiable by her dentures. She has been married eight times and all ended up with the deaths of her husbands. He has long suspected that she was the one that did it, but he did not have the proof. Nor could he collect the evidence that he needed to put her behind bars. Until now. The next was Jane. She had an injury to her left shoulder. It must have been made by a hammer. Which must have been a day before the murder. He dipped a wound under her chin. That must have been the killing blow. Yet she too was charred. Then there w

  A Series Of Murders Malice woke up, she felt strengthened. She looked around and smiled.  Good. Looks like my message worked. She thought as she put on her black clothes that now stink of dried blood and smoke. She then spotted a knife as she looked around. She remembered Alex's last thought and shrugged. If she wants justice then I will be happy to oblige ! She left the place and soon found the man that beat his wife. He held her firmly under his arm. She walked with a false smile and fear in her bruised eyes. Looks like I'm gonna have to find a way to split those two up. So she dropped to where they were. She looked at the woman and then the man. "Excuse me." "What do you want with us?" "Nothing much. Although, I would like to have a word with your husband, if you don't mind." "Oh? And what business do you have with me?" "I prefer to have it in private!" She shouted as she ran to him and stabbed him in the leg. His wife