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Vengeance Is Mine
Vengeance Is Mine
Vengeance Is Mine
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The book itself is a three story trilogy about the same thing, vengeance, but on the levels of the paranormal, psychotic and criminally insane in acts of revenge that are best played out in the safest place, inside the pages of a book.

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Release dateJul 13, 2011
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Vengeance Is Mine
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Percy Frazier Jr.

Single, age 55, first time writing anything but hope its not the last. Graduate, Grambling State University, majored in Psychology and think everyone is a little crazy, it just takes the right motivation to bring it out of them.

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    Vengeance Is Mine - Percy Frazier Jr.

    Contents

    Introduction

    REVENGE

    The Possession

    Black Widow

    INTRODUCTION TO NIGHTMARE CREEK

    Nightmare Creek

    The Beginning

    Missing Person

    The Mind of a Monster

    Deadly Homecoming

    The Manhunt Begins

    Introduction

    It has been said that vengeance is a dish that is best served cold but in the stories you are about to see it is also a dish that is served with a touch of mayhem. In the first entry Jennifer Gains, a beautiful teenaged girl in a rural town in Mississippi falls victim to the desires of a voodoo priest that has spent a hundred and fifty years searching for one woman that resembles his beloved Celia, killed in a plantation uprising but to save her he had to put her spirit in the only place he felt safe, a mirror, but for Celia to live again, Jennifer has to die, or would she, in The Possession. In the second entry join the women of the Lair and the Web and their creator, Franklin Butler Wells as they join forces to find the elusive killer among them when in the shattering conclusion these women wreak havoc in the streets of Washington, DC in Black Widow, and in the final entry a simple automobile salesman finds that hell isn’t for just the dead, sometimes it’s for the living as he is trapped inside the darkness of his own mind in Nightmare Creek. So next time you think about getting even with somebody, think about whether there’s somebody planning to get even with

    YOU!

    This is dedicated to my mother who without her loyalty and encouragement it would never have been written. Though she passed away in 1983 and this story was written in 1996 she instilled in me the desire to never quit, to never give up on your goal no matter how long it takes to reach it. To this I dedicate this entire story as a symbol of the power of a mother’s love.

    REVENGE

    The act of getting even with someone or something that is is believed to be the cause of one’s own grief, an act considered too horrible to have the patience of a legal solution and cannot go unpunished. Jennifer Gains was a small town girl that was blessed with many things including a beautiful body and a great mind and she had a wonderful boyfriend that thought the world of her. She lived in a small southern town called Grenada, Mississippi but who could have known that the supernatural past would meet the realistic present only to collide in one shattering confrontation between good and evil and how one girl’s life hung dangerously in the balance as she became the unwitting victim of,

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    The Possession

    Night after night Jennifer Gains lie awake dreaming of the time she’d have an acting career that would bring her all the fame and fortune she’d never know in Grenada, Mississippi, a small sleepy town not far from the banks of the Mississippi River that ran lazily beside its shores. There wasn’t anyone in Grenada who didn’t know everyone there and since the civil rights movements years ago it had become a much better place then it was when Jennifer’s parents grew up there. They’d been killed in an accident when Jennifer was four years old, their car plunging through a guard rail and into the river. Jennifer’s grandmother had raised her since then and she’d grown to be a beautiful, shapely girl, the image of her mother. She had smooth, high yellow skin and had been touted as the most beautiful girl in Mississippi, some believing even in nearby Jackson as well. She lived in a quiet, well-to-do neighborhood not far from the high school she attended with her boyfriend, Kerry Glover whom she’d known since they were kids. Both attended Grenada Senior High School and were just then in the midst of their coming graduation. Both were excellent students but Jennifer was superior and heavily driven, something her grandmother, Louise Olson, had continued to encourage her on and she’d stop at nothing to complete her goal.

    Kerry was a great boyfriend, himself a superior student and an athlete. He’d wanted to be a doctor but had been scouted by some of the biggest names in college football, Notre Dame, Grambling, LSU, Florida, they’d all seen him in his junior year and he’d been considered a top recruit until in the second straight championship game between Grenada High School and neighboring Haven Woods Senior High School he blew out a knee. Grenada won the game 34-0 but Kerry was sidelined and thus ended his chances of being recruited by any of them. He was understandably crushed but Jennifer stayed with him and helped him as best she could to recuperate. With his football career over he focused all of his attention on his academics and earned a second scholarship but this time in education and soon he came to the desire to be a doctor. The morning came just as all the others, filled with class work and the usual activity for all graduating seniors. Jennifer got up and clothed only in her smooth yellow skin began taking her shower and as she stepped into the steaming water she felt a sense of erotic excitement. At eighteen she was still a virgin, something her grandmother had insisted on. She knew other boys wanted her but she wanted Kerry, she just didn’t want him to know it too soon.

    He’d had more than a passing interest in her and in her sophomore year he made it known to her but for six months she played hard to get but secretly cried if he didn’t call her and if he did she’d say she was busy. To her it was a girl thing, something that drove Kerry crazy and she knew it, but the night of the first championship game he asked her to the victory dance and they became inseparable from then on. She finished her shower she went to the dresser and slipped on her high heels and began lightly oiling herself then she stood naked in the mirror and admired herself. She was awesome to see in every detail with subtle but firm breasts that seemed to heave when she was oiling herself as just the sensation of her hands running over her thighs brought out something in her that made her anxious to end her virginity as soon as possible but even on that she was in complete control and only Kerry would be the one to do that. She slipped into the tight black thong she’d bought but just then she heard Kerry’s voice downstairs. She hurriedly slipped into a tight fitting pair of blue jeans and her Jackson State University sweat shirt knowing that Kerry would come in as soon as he got to the top of the stairs.

    Your late, you’re always late, he said playfully as she opened the door and jumped into his arms. Yeah, but you like it, don’t you? she replied knowing that she’d won the argument long ago as they kissed each other. You know you love me, don’t you? she asked, knowing his reply. Naw, I don’t, I just like ya a lot, said Kerry as he picked her up while hugging her knowing further discussion was pointless. When they got downstairs Ms. Olson was waiting for them with her usual smile and goodbye hug for both of them, Have a great day you two, she said as Jennifer gave her the usual big hug and kiss when Kerry grabbed her hand and ran out the door with Ms. Olson smiling. Bye! yelled Kerry and Jennifer as they got into the car in which a friend of Kerry’s was in the back seat. Hey Jen, said Ronnie, a classmate of Jennifer’s and a close friend of Kerry’s. Hey Ronnie, replied Jennifer. This was unusual as only Kerry had been there when they left home so she curiously looked at him. What’s going on? she asked as they drove off, then Kerry explained. Jen, I got a pass from class today, I’m going over to Jackson to let the doctors check my leg out," he said.

    This was surprising news to her as she’d thought Kerry had given up on football and was going to focus on his class work and he’d not told her of his decision until that moment. But I thought you were just going to go for your academic scholarship, she said. Well, my leg feels great and you know I want to play, I’ve got to find out if I still can and if they clear me I’m going to give it another shot, he said. It was a short drive and they’d gotten to the campus before she could reply to what he’d said so she had no choice but to go along with it. When they stopped Jennifer got out as did Kerry and Ronnie got in the front seat with him. I’ll be back later tonight and I’ll call you when I get back, ok? he said. Still being supportive she accepted what he was going to do and gave him a good luck kiss but as she walked off he slapped her on her behind to which she turned around mildly angry. Kerry! she screamed as she didn’t like it but knew he’d be the only one able to do it. For luck, babe, to which she smiled with acceptance and kissed him again. Good luck baby" she said as the car pulled off and she turned to go onto the campus to get ready for the days’ work. Just then her closest girlfriend, Allison Hayes met her at the main entrance.

    Hey girl, what’s good for ya? asked the girl as they went into the hallway. Kerry’s gone to check on his leg at Jackson State, said Jennifer. Well, you do know there are girls there to, right? said Allison who liked to pick at Jennifer but had a secret crush on Kerry herself, not so secret to Jennifer though as she was always protective of her space with Kerry even though there was no need to be, but Allison was only a eyelash behind Jennifer in looks and got her share of male attention as well as Jennifer. Well, they do have girls there but if I worried about that I’d have gone with him but Kerry knows what’s good for him, ME, said a confident Jennifer as they both high fived each other and headed for the first class, Gym. We’ve got a new gym teacher, a Mr. Harvey, said Allison. What happened to Ms Donaldson, asked Jennifer. She got fired last week, that’s why we didn’t have class Friday, they called her in and read her the riot act on something she’d been charged with a few weeks ago, replied Allison.

    It seemed steamy to Jennifer so she had to ask what it was. What did she do? asked the inquiring girl. She got hot and bothered behind one of the girls while she was in the shower and came in with her, it happened after class was over and she gave the girl a makeup class after school, replied Allison. Whoa, you mean she wanted to do it with one of the girls? asked Jennifer. Yeah, and the girl didn’t go out like that so she called the principal at home and he came up there, said Allison. Tell me Al, do you know who the girl was? to which Allison’s reply was shocking and nearly floored Jennifer. I know who she was, ME said Allison. And YOU better not get any ideas either when we shower, ok? said Allison as they walked up the stairs. Me, no way girlfriend, said Jennifer but she couldn’t help messing with Allison about it so she slapped Allison on her behind, then laughed about it as Allison turned around and they both laughed.

    As they dressed for gym class Mr. Harvey came in and blew the whistle for the girls to come out of the locker room and line up for roll call. It had been said that the girls at Grenada High School could steam up a locker room without the water being on as all were cut from an Amazon mold that seemed unlike any other group of teenaged women anywhere on earth. There wasn’t one girl among them that couldn’t win a Ms. Universe title and there had been rumors that there was more going on in the girls locker room than clothes changing but never anything proven. The rumors had been mostly the product of jealous kids that were not part of a clique that wasn’t a clique, just a lot of beautiful girls that happened to be in the same gym class, something not unusual for a small town school. As they came out their names were called out and they were spoken to by Mr. Harvey. Ladies, I’m Mr. Harvey, the new gym instructor. All of you seem to be in excellent shape so I want you to work hard in gym class to stay that way, as he walked around them front and back as if a military drill sergeant. He was not an awfully handsome man but was not altogether unattractive and middle aged, what the administration considered as a safe bet to behave around the buxom Amazons in gym class.

    Mr. Harvey looked them all over, the girls clad in red tops and gold shorts, white knee socks and athletic shoes, all clean and ready for use and the smell of the various perfumes lit up the basketball gym where class was held, nearly an aphrodisiac but gave the gym a decent smell especially after the boys had just left it. All of them were thick, of high yellow persuasion and one of them looked amazingly like a girl Harvey had seen in a magazine in which the girl in the photo had been dubbed The Hottest Woman Alive so he looked closer at her then blew it off and began the class. Gains, Hayes, front and center, he yelled as both girls took their places. Ms. Gains and Ms. Hayes, today you will lead the entire group in exercises, then we will discuss the importance of staying physically fit, said Harvey.

    The girls began the drills with the usual side straddle hops while Mr. Harvey did his lesson plan on the benches. All of the girls began their exercises but it was Jennifer that noticed Mr. Harvey watching them maybe a bit too close so she being the gamester whispered to them to pull their tops off when Mr. Harvey wasn’t looking. When he finally did look at them he fell back on the benches in shock! All of them were in strapless bras and the sweat seemed to sensuously roll down their breasts and thighs, thirty-six of the most amazingly beautiful women in all Grenada in tight fitting strapless bras and gym shorts! Is this ok, Mr. Harvey? said a smiling Jennifer.

    Ms. Gains! yelled Mr. Harvey knowing that she’d been the instigator. Ladies, you may get dressed, that will be all for today, said a still sweating Mr. Harvey. Ms. Gains, I’d like to speak to you, over here, he said as the girls left grinning at both of them. Ms. Gains, I know these girls look to you for leadership but do you think you can tone it down a bit in class? said Harvey. Well, sir, I just thought we were getting hot and wanted to be cool for class, said Jennifer with her devilish grin. Alright Ms. Gains, next time let’s just keep all our shirts on, ok? said Harvey as he exited the gym himself now heading for the male showers on the other side of the gym as Jennifer went back into the locker room with the girls and they all high fived her for getting them out of gym class for at least that day. They all got dressed and went on to the next classes for them which they didn’t mind because they were all graduating seniors and for them the day would end around noon and as it was Friday it was like getting a six hour head start on the weekend. Before she left the gym locker room she looked at the patchwork in the wall near the bottom of the lockers where the year before, the football team had cut a hole in the wall there and had been secretly spying on the girls in the locker room seeing them in their nakedness and some of the secret things that some girls do when there are just girls in the locker room. It was only one of the girls dropping her change on the floor and one of the coins rolled to the hole that she looked through it and caught one of the guys peeping through it and screamed. That day Jennifer was naked in the locker room and told Kerry. When he found out who had been there he broke the guy’s jaw and it cost him a three day suspension.

    Before she left she took a casual glance into the mirror to check her makeup and suddenly got a cold chill, briefly numbing her all over and for just a split second she’d thought she’d seen a face in the foggy mirror but when she looked around one of the other girls was passing in front of the mirror and the air conditioning unit came on so she dismissed it as the girl had just looked in the mirror behind her and thought nothing more of it as she left the locker room. Her next class was History and she spoke momentarily to Allison as they began making their plans for when they got out of class for the day then went into the room where Mr. Marley was already at the desk waiting for the bell to ring for all to come inside. She wasn’t particularly interested in History as she often referred to it as the study of old dead stuff but she’d still give it her best effort as she did like the instructor, Mr. Marley. He’d been at the school since Jennifer was in her sophomore year and had a decent rapport with the students and he’d had to fill in as the substitute principal on more than one occasion and as yet was still the only other man that made Jennifer get that tingly feeling in that certain area of her body that was being reserved for Kerry. Marley was muscularly built, a former athlete himself atSt. Abrahams High School in Muscle Schoals, Alabama back in the late 70’s and had talked to Kerry more than once about his leg as it was the same thing that caused Marley his shot at the NFL.

    Hey, Mr. Marley, said Jennifer. Good morning Ms. Gains, he replied himself the professional. As she walked past the desk she noticed a huge book on the corner of it to which she asked Marley what it was. What kind of book is this? she asked. Marley turned to it and picked it up but then put it in his brief case. It’s a book I’m doing some research on, nothing for the class though, he said. Oh, ok said Jennifer as she took her seat just as the bell rang and the other class members came in and class began. History was boring but Mr. Marley made it interesting and he had the student’s respect and their complete attention. It was the only class that had a zero absentee rate, something that the faculty always appreciated led by an instructor they trusted but unknown to them this man they respected had his own sinister secret that would be eventually affect the lives of all involved with Jennifer Gains. For Jennifer this was a great class because it was the class just before lunch so it was always more the anticipation of leaving than the staying in it that interested the students but on this day with only fifteen minutes left before lunch an announcement blasted across the intercom:

    ATTENTION ALL FACULTY MEMBERS, FACULTY MEETING WILL BE MOVED TO NOON INSTEAD OF 1AM! ALL FACULTY MEMBERS TO REPORT TO THE ADMINISTRATION OFFICE AT ONCE! ALL CLASSES ARE DISMISSED FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE DAY! THANK YOU!

    A roar came from every room in the corridors on both floors as students ran from classrooms to the hallway lockers to unload books and make their way out the door and into the weekend and both Allison and Jennifer joined them as the weekend excitement had begun six hours early! There was little to do in Grenada unless you wanted to hang out with the people you were in school with all day at the local theater or the pool halls that seemed to be everywhere even though there were only three in the whole town. For the young and spirited with a car or some kind of transportation Jackson was only about an hour farther east and Shreveport was only an hour and a half to the west and they had all the things that the kids liked and all located in the middle of the places they’d go for entertainment and some of the biggest arcades in all the Gulf South. Allison came over to Shreveport a few weeks earlier and she’d found that the boys there were just as hot as the ones in Grenada, they just had money but she wasn’t the flirty type for as fine a she was but she didn’t mind a little hand holding which she did a lot of. When she told Jennifer she was excited to and went over with her the next weekend. Both had boyfriends but occasionally took a girls night out of their own so when Allison approached Jennifer about going this time she was excited but then it came to her that Kerry would be back that night and he’d made plans for them before he left that morning not realizing how her life was about to change before midnight.

    As Jennifer got a ride with Allison they talked about the coming evening’s plans. You sure Kerry will be back tonight? asked Allison. Well, that’s what he said so I’ve got to be here when he gets back, she said as she looked at Allison. What? What are you thinking about? asked Allison. Then Jennifer replied. I think tonight is the night for Kerry and me, she said as Allison smiled at her with glee! You mean, you mean you’re going to do it? she said almost encouragingly. Jennifer thought about it for a moment, Yes, she said. Allison stopped the car and gave Jennifer that hug of support with a huge grin as the girls got out in the driveway. You go girl! Tell me how it turns out, ok? call me said Allison as she returned the favor Jennifer had given her that morning with a slap on Jennifer’s behind! Gotcha back, said Allison as she ran for the driver’s side with Jennifer smiling at her knowing why she’d done it. Jennifer laughed as Allison drove off hollering out the window, Jen’s giving it up tonight, and laughing so hard she almost lost control of her car before speeding off still laughing. Jennifer knew she’d all but committed herself to coming through for Kerry because if she knew Allison as well as she did it would be their secret as Allison was a loyal friend. She knew Allison and Chris would be hanging out all day and most of the night as they’d been for over a year so she’d not be hearing from Allison the rest of the day. Her grandmother was still at work and wouldn’t be home until late that evening and Kerry was still in Jackson so she had the house all to herself.

    She hurried upstairs and got undressed down to her panties and bra and turned on some music then laid down across her bed letting the cool air coming off the river blow over her body. The wind blew in briskly but not cold, just the right temperature for cooling off and relaxing as her shoulder-length hair draped over the middle of her back and her body tingled with that sensuous feeling and the anticipation of ending her virginity when Kerry returned. She was suddenly aroused though by the doorbell ringing so she slipped on her jeans and a top and answered the door but to her surprise it was Mr. Marley. Hey Mr. Marley, she said. Good afternoon Jennifer, he said curiously as he’d not called her by her first name since being he came to the school. You’d asked about the book I had this morning, would you like to see it? he said almost baiting her curiosity and as she trusted him she allowed him to come in so he sat down on the sofa as he took the book out of his brief case and opened it to nearly halfway. I thought you’d like to see this, he said. As Jennifer looked at the nearly faded photo the image in the picture looked incredibly just like her, something she became even more curious about. That’s, that’s me, she said as she looked even closer until Marley straightened it out. No Jennifer, it’s not you, it’s one of your ancestors, he said. Who? asked Jennifer. Right then Marley closed the book and got up. I must go now but all will be revealed to you, soon, he said, very soon, said Marley as he went out the door and closed it behind him leaving Jennifer sitting in the living room puzzled and bewildered.

    She got up though and returned to her room largely dismissing it but still wondering who the woman in the photo was but that hour she’d gotten up early had finally caught up with her so she felt a nap coming on and slipping her robe off she again laid across her bed this time falling into a deep sleep, the cool wind again blowing over her awesome body which was more than welcome in the humid delta heat. As she slept though it was as though her body wasn’t sleep as it began to ache and throb, she began to sweat and her thighs seemed to be being pulled open as wide as the width of the bed and that tingling sensation she’d felt in the shower seemed to be far greater than any feeling she’d ever known. She could feel a set of hands roaming up the inside of her thick, sensuous thighs pushing them open even more and the roaming up her waist to her shoulders and squeezing them hard but gently with her unable to make her body respond to close her legs but instead she gripped the side of the bed with her legs and got up on her elbows as she felt something huge and hot being thrust inside of her from behind, deeper and harder with every thrust until she exploded in the kind of sensuous excitement she’d not know possible for a human woman to feel and with all the suddenness it began with it was over just as swift and she opened her eyes to find she was totally alone in the room covered in sweat. Mr. Marley was long gone and she’d seen him leave and locked the door when he left. Kerry wasn’t back yet and he’d have called her as soon as he returned and she was on the second floor of the house with no way into the house from the back but when she looked at the bed it was soaked as if she’d been active with someone and yet only Jennifer was in the room, alone.

    For long minutes the young girl sat motionless in the bed unable to comprehend what had happened much more, pondering if she should even mention it to her grandmother or even to her best friend, Allison. Had she been violated or had she just dreamed the entire thing, her mind awash with unanswered questions with no one to ask for answers. Jennifer eventually got up and went to the shower, her body covered in sweat still running off it as she stood for a minute in the window allowing the cool delta breeze to blow over her, her breasts still heaving and heavy, her long hair drenched. As she stepped into the shower the warm water seemed to ignite even more sensuousness in her causing her to vigorously explore herself. Inch by inch Jennifer began roaming her hands all over her body, something she’d done before but never with such intensity until she reached an orgasm unlike anything she’d ever felt. This was both exciting and shocking to her as she was still a virgin, something her grandmother had always insisted on. Finally though she began to come back to herself and once out of the shower she looked at her reflection in the foggy bathroom mirror but to her shock another face appeared in the mirror, a face other than hers, only for a moment but long enough for her to jump away from the mirror.

    What’s wrong with me? she asked herself; Why am I doing this? she asked with no answer, no voice to respond. It had gotten late as the sun began setting in the river as it rolled lazily by and late evening gave way to the quiet, star-filled twilight as her grandmother came home. Jennifer, are you upstairs? she called out. Yes, grandma, I’m up here, be down in a minute, she replied as she got dressed still unsure if she should even mention it to her grandmother. Moments later she came downstairs and greeted Ms. Olson as always with the big grin and hello hug. Well, how was your day dear? asked Ms. Olson. It was fine, grandma, we got out early and I came home and…took a nap, replied Jennifer as she pulled up a chair and joined Ms. Olson at the table for a cup of coffee. Still though she had that curious look, a look Ms. Olson had not seen on her face. Is something wrong, dear? Anything you want to talk about? asked Ms. Olson. No, nothing…I’m alright, but grandma… she said just before the doorbell rang and almost out of relief it was Kerry, home from his trip to Jackson. Hey baby, Im back, he said as she ran into his arms like inside his arms was a safe haven from an unknown stranger. Hey baby, I missed you so much, she said as a tear rolled from her cheek.

    Kerry knew something was wrong but at the time he was just glad to see Jennifer and to have all this pent up affection aimed at him. Grandma, I’m going out, she hollered back as Ms. Olson came into the living room. Oh, hello Kerry, how are you doing? she asked happy to see him. I’m fine, Ms. Olson, Jen and I are going to the movies, ok? he asked. Fine, you to have a good time and Jennifer, I want you home at a decent hour, she said with a stern but understanding voice. Oh, grandma, said Jennifer as she hugged Ms. Olson. Don’t try to sweet talk me, young lady, go on though and have a good time, she said as Kerry and Jennifer left. As they drove off Ms. Olson still had the feeling that something was wrong with Jennifer even though Jennifer didn’t go into it but her own intuition told her something was wrong, but what? It had been a long day for her though so she got herself cleaned up and retired to her room to watch television until eventually the television was by then watching her. Kerry decided to take Jennifer to dinner at one of the local diners where the kids met all the time, some were there when they arrived and as the usual greetings came and went they sat down and Kerry began telling her about his trip.

    "Jen, I had a blast! The doctors brought me in and checked me out then the head coach came in and we talked for about an hour or so, then they took me to the training room where I

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