Ten Blades Chronicles Series, Blade of greed, Part 3

"Disguise? Thank Tara. She became a master forger after her dismissal from the horrid line that we call education. Let's just say that she will be of some use to us for quite a bit."

Tracy walked on towards Tara in that same Eerie way. Step by step-as if she would kill you any moment.

"What did you say to Aaron, Miss?"

"Quiet, Manson. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say may be used against you---in court."

Tracy continued her spooky stride to wards the door. She creaked open the door and took her leave. The room was so silent that the only audible thing were the footsteps of Tracy heading towards the Mayor's.

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The days before a trial always seem to be the longest. And the most nerve wrecking too. This was what it was like for Manson and Tara before they faced trial-for real.

Manson, despite being emotionally shaken, still acted filially towards his aged parents. He preformed his duties less efficiently, obviously. He felt ashamed within the sight of his parents. Even though he knew he was innocent, he just couldn't help but feel sad in front of a loved one that hates him during a storm in life. It was a misunderstanding, but his parents wouldn't buy it just like that. No way.

-TO BE COMPLETED-

I have a life. okay?

Ten Blades Chronicles Series, Blade of greed, Part 2

"Aaron, what in the world are you doing here?"

"Why having tea with my prospective parents-in-law, of course. It appears that you have scarred my dear girl for life. Despicable."

"Despicable? Insolent child. I should have listened to my conscience. Mixing around with bad company never does you any good. Although I never expected it to bite me in the back this hard, Some friend you are."

"All the evidence is against you, murderer."

Unable to subdue his feelings any longer, Manson pounced on Aaron and they had a bout. With the atmosphere filled with feelings as intense as their blows. Nobody else dared to move to intercept the lions' brawl. Until somebody else lost control of her emotions.

"Stop this instant Manson! You are already in enough hot soup just as it is now. Don't add on to your sentence! I don't want to see my beloved son go to the gallows!"

"We have to let the police settle this! It's the right way," uttered a semi-conscious Aaron with vengeance in his breath.

"So be it."

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"What seems to be the problem boys?"

Old man Kracky always cracked the case. He methods may have been as old as the old man himself, if anyone could tell his age in the first place. But they were surprisingly effective. He was always right. He had a knack for that. A gift from birth. That question was his catchphrase.

Manson related his side of the story first, followed by Lisa, then Aaron.

"So kiddos. It seems like Manson did it. But I need to be sure. You two could be ganging up against the poor child. I know one of you did it. My instincts say so. Does Manson have a motive?"

"I suppose that we don-"

"Halt! Hold it right there Kracky! You have no right to investigate this case. You help Manson build his cloning machine, no? You might give a biased opinion about him. The Mayor doesn't trust you. He's ordered me to take over this case."

"The Mayor has a point. I will let you take over. What's your name young 'un?"

"The name'ss Traccy."

She had the creepiest grin ever, and a countenance and a figure to match.

"Manson, I know you have a motive. Oh yes I do. There's no escaping factsss. You murdered your sister out of jealousssy. Her business was picking up. You were scared that she might eliminated you from the chain of doctors she already has in this old town. She's the best doctor around. She was my doctor. And that's why the murderer is going to the gallows."

She trot across the room. In a creepy manner at that fact. You could hear her heel come into contact with the ground every slow stride she took. The sound was spine chilling as it echoed throughout the small, soundproof room. She strode past Aaron.

"Nice disguise, sister. Glad you could make it"

-To be continued-

Ten Blades Chronicles Series, Blade of greed, Part 1.

''My, my, Aaron. You never seem to learn now do you? You deserve to go down to the pits of Hell.''

"Nerio, Nerio, Nerio, my dear sister, I personally Think that You are waaayyyy worse than me. You should know that nobody loves us. We don't seek that approval. Take ourselves for example, we don't even love each other. Now what's the plan this time?"

Aaron and Nerio were Twins. A guy and a girl. They were pranksters and consmen. Or in Nerio's case, Conswoman. She's really fussy like that. I'm going to tell you one of the things that they did.
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Manson was a rather rich man with 2 sisters, Lisa and Tara. Manson was the childhood friend of Aaron. Since kindergarden, to be precise. Aaron cheated on ALL his tests and never really got anywhere in life. Manson on the other hand, worked hard and grew up to be a doctor. manson used to earn $2000 a DAY. see? doctors DO earn big cash. ;)

Lisa was a talented person and grew up to be a doctor too. While Tara was a useless no-lifer. Soon, Tara began dating Aaron. Birds of a feather DO flock together. They were both planning to scheme against Manson, in order to get the family fortune.
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*A month later*
" Behold, Manson, the scientific prodigy! Inventor of the first ever cloning device that actually works! What a scientific breakthrough! Manson, your parents will be so proud of you!"

"Thanks Mayor!~ My parents will be proud indeed!"

Just then, the sky turn gloomy. The path home for Manson certainly was not a happy one. In fact, it changed his life forever.

He reached his mansion after passing a winding path of what could have been eternity. Only to find the door ajar. He heard a bloodcurling scream and he burst into the room. It's wasn't a pretty sight. Blood dripped from the banister of the stairway. Manson rushed up to see what happened. Something horrid, obviously.

He has reached the top of the stairway, near the attic and found; the dead body of his sister-Lisa. There was a gun next to her, a pistol. He picked it up and examined it, but just his luck. It went off. He stood there- frozen in fear.

"What was that Aaron?"

"I don't know, sound like it came from near the attic. Let's go and check it out."

Aaron and the parents of the departed headed for the atticand found a frozen Manson, with a gun, and a lifeless Lisa.

"How could you my dear boy, how COULD you!?"

"Mom, listen to me, it wasn't me. I would Swear if I could."

"It was him, I saw him do it," revealed Tara who was standing in a secluded corner of the stairway, looking absolutely stunned. Presumably, by the image of her sister dying before her very eyes.

Thing were not looking too good for Manson.

~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~