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Sunday, October 10, 2004
The Crow: Owarimasu
Chapter one
Silence, a phrase meaning peace and serenity, the direct opposite of that meaning would describe the noisy city of Tokyo, Japan. Especially on this night; sirens could be heard through the massacre of sound filling the streets of the city. Upon arrival, there were three people found in a creek, in Chiba. A local woman called the police when she saw a young girl, no older than seventeen, crawling out of the creek. By the time the ambulances came, two dead bodies were found not too far from where the girl was.
“Rush this girl to ICU, and get an ID,” the officer demanded.
The paramedics put two bodies into separate body bags; one for a young man, and another for a woman. They were then put into separate ambulances, after a cop came and took both of their driver’s licenses.
“Haruko Izumi, he is 5’11 with black hair, and he weighs 174 lbs.” The officer read, then looked at the woman’s license.
“Kimiko Izumi, 5 feet even, black hair, and 120 lbs,” The officer finished reading the licenses. “Get these down to homicide for investigation,” He handed the licenses to a young detective and walked off.
The ambulances both made their way to the morgue with the two bodies strapped to gurneys, trapped in the darkness of death contained in a body bag. An ebony work of art flew overhead, above the speeding ambulance that held the body of Haruko Izumi. The ebony knew that time was running out, and he had to work fast. This reincarnation would be too soon; if Haruko was revived, he wouldn’t have been dead for more than a day. The Ebony landed onto the cold white metal of the ambulance, and immediately tapped its sharp feet against the roof. It began to cry out in a caw, but the dead man in the body bag heard the caws in his native tongue.
“Awaken, Haruko Izumi, awaken!” The Ebony cawed, and drove it’s beak into the roof of the ambulance. The crow’s pleas were faint at first, but after a while the demands were clear, and a surge of air made its way to the Dead man’s lungs.
The young woman was identified as Kimmie Izumi, and she was sixteen years old. Haruko’s younger sister. She was holding on by a thread, during surgery, they found that she was shot in the chest, beaten, and they even traced vaginal secretion, but no male DNA was found. The surgeons work as fast as they could to save Kimmie, but the odds were severely slim.
Haruko heard the crow’s cries, and broke free from the imprisonment of the dark body bag. The ambulance stopped, and the paramedics came to get the body, but it was gone by the time they opened the door. Haruko headed down the road on foot, and the crow on his shoulder. Tears were running down his battered face, and he could still feel the excruciating pain from the stab wounds, and the one shot to the head.
“What am I doing here?” Haruko asked, finding out that he could communicate with bird on his shoulder.
“You’ve been called back, to save you sister, and avenge the death of you mother, Haruko Izumi,” the crow replied.
“My sister?” Haruko said, and fell to his knees. “She’s still alive?”
“Yes, but she is in danger. She needs your help, Haruko I zumi,” the crow cawed.
“But my mother is gone!” Haruko screamed, his eyes closed, and a rain shower fell upon him. He began to cry out loud; his mourning was loud enough to shut down all of the noise that was the city of Tokyo, even though he was in Chiba.
Back in Tokyo, a man and his son sat in the dining room of their mansion with two officers questioning them. The man looked like an older version of Haruko, only his hair was shorter than Haruko’s hair that reached the top of his jaw. The man was the father of Haruko, Kimmie, and their eldest brother, Haru.
“Mr. Izumi, I thank you for your cooperation, and I am very sorry about what happened to your family,” the officer said, as he walked out of their mansion. The father showed the police out of the door, while Haru sat there burying his face into his crossed arms; he looked up promptly after the officers left, with a straight face.
“Think they believed us?” Haru asked his father, Haruhiko.
“I think they bought it,” Haruhiko sat at the table, facing his son. “But how the hell did Kimmie survive?”
“I don’t know, I shot her in the chest,” Haru added.
“Well, the job will be finished tomorrow,” Haru said, and a burst of insane laughter came from his mouth. Haruhiko, the father, the husband, the provider, and the killer all in one was the man facing his eldest son.
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