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Summary: Young, healthy males throughout New York City are dying in a mysterious manner. Casey urges Raph to help him solve the puzzle, but the red banded turtle and his oldest brother are locked in a mystery of their own.", "writing": "\tRaph was the first to break the incredulous silence. “Come on, Donny, this ain’t research, it’s science fiction.”\n\n\t“You would be surprised at how much of this is actually science fact,” Don told him. “Along with mainstream news, I keep my eyes on several of these obscure news outlets. This reporter in particular has been staying right on top of the high rise killings ever since the second one occurred.”\n\n\t“’Dallas A. Fairbanks’? Really? Even his name sounds phony,” Mikey said.\n\n\t“That’s because it is,” Don replied with a light blush. “His writing is too good for this kind of webzine, so I started digging around to find out more about him.”\n\n\t“That means Don hacked into their computers,” Mikey translated.\n\n\t“His real name is Doug Villela,” Don said without missing a beat. “Ring any bells?”\n\n\t“The same Villela who covers the crime beat for the New York Post?” Leo asked. “His reporting has broken open more cases than half the detectives on the force have managed. It can’t be the same man.”\n\n\t“It is, trust me,” Don said. “He’s an award winning journalist by day, and by night he chases the boogieman. No doubt his reputation would suffer badly if anyone ever knew, so he uses a pseudonym and sells his stories online.”\n\n\t“But why would he take that chance?” Leo asked.\n\n\tDon shrugged. “You’d have to ask him. All I know is a couple of his past articles were spot on, including one he did about ‘fake aliens’ created by a secret government agency in order to secure continued funding. Sound familiar?”\n\n\t“You’re right Donny,” Raph said. “Bishop would skin him alive if he thought anyone paid attention to this online garbage.”\n\n\tLooking at Raph, Don said, “After you came across the crime scene for victim number five and got interested in this killer, I started looking back at Villela’s stories. It turns out that he mentioned seeing a pattern in the killings as well, not just the fact that the victims are all of a particular type, but also the geographical pattern.”\n\n\t“He didn’t print that did he?” Leo asked quickly. “The area will be swarming with citizens trying to get a look at the killer.”\n\n\t“No, he didn’t say anything other than he discovered a pattern in the kill sites,” Don said. “That doesn’t mean some other enterprising soul might not do what Raph and I did and figure it out for themselves. The webzine doesn’t have a large following fortunately, and most of those people don’t live in New York. I think Villela and the police will be focusing on men living in the area who fit the victimology. Neither Casey or Raph mentioned seeing officers on the roof tops, so I doubt if they’ve figured out the killer spends her time high above the city.”\n\n\t“If this reporter doesn’t know any more than the rest of us, then why’d ya’ bring him up?” Raph asked.\n\n\t“But he does know more,” Don answered. “He has something we don’t; an informant inside police headquarters. Villela quoted his source as saying the police detectives have tapes of a couple of the dead men just before they were killed. One of them shows victim number three leaving a bar at the time the bartender said he picked up a girl there. The thing is, the film shows the man going out the door by himself, but his head is turned to the side and he’s apparently talking to someone.”\n\n\t“Woo~wee~hooo!” Mikey sang, doing his best scary music impression. “Our killer’s a ghost?”\n\n\t“I rather doubt that,” Don said. He reached over and pulled a picture up on his computer screen. “Villela got his hands on a copy of that tape. I watched it and the man’s body language reads exactly like someone escorting another person out of the door, only you can’t see the other person. You can even see other patrons stepping aside as though they are letting someone pass. But if you back the tape up and look in the mirror behind the bar, this is what you see.”\n\n\tThe picture was a little grainy, but Don had drawn an arrow pointing to the victim. Though it did appear he was looking at someone next to him, no one was there. However, Don had placed another arrow directing the eye to a spot on the bar’s mirror. In it was the fuzzy reflection of something that walked upright, was close to six feet tall, and appeared to be covered in hair.\n\n\t“What the hell?” Raph muttered, staring intently at the picture.\n\n\t“Are you sure this wasn’t manufactured by Villela himself for its sensational value?” Leo asked, ever the skeptic.\n\n\t“If it was someone other than Villela, I’d give you high odds that it was photo shopped,” Don said. “It’s still possible, but considering the source, I’d bring the odds way down. I think this is authentic.”\n\n\t“I like werewolf stories as much as the next guy,” Mikey said, “but in none of them is the werewolf invisible.”\n\n\t“The picture is pretty bad, but if we’re going to follow conventional wisdom about the way a werewolf looks, this isn’t one,” Don said. “For one thing, there are no visible ears or snout. In fact, you can’t even see the mouth or eyes.”\n\n\tPressing a sequence of keys, Don brought another picture up on the screen. It showed a man walking along a sidewalk, his face turned to the side and his mouth open as though he was talking. On the street next to him, the tinted window of a parked car reflected the man’s image along with that of a furry blur.\n\n\t“This is victim four,” Don said. “Villela posted this picture but couldn’t get his hands on the entire tape. The film was captured off an ATM camera.”\n\n\t“Give me some theories, Donny,” Leo requested.\n\n\t“Let me start with what happened to Casey,” Don said. “I think that the trauma to the throat that the Medical Examiner was quoted as mentioning is actually a kind of giant hickey. The men our killer chooses are big and very capable of defending themselves. They would fight back unless she had some way of paralyzing them. The residue that I scraped from Casey’s wound appears to be a type of neurotoxin, injected into the skin of the victim’s neck. From there it travels into the blood stream, placing the victim into a nearly paralytic state.\n\n\t“I’m pretty sure that there are dual substances at work here and that while one of them renders the victim pliant, the other acts as an aphrodisiac. The fuzzy stuff I brushed from his neck is like fine hairs with a small bulbous root containing a substance I can’t quite identify because it was degraded by the water from the shower. If I had the kind of equipment the ME has access to, I could probably give you more definitive answers.”\n\n\t“Is that why Casey was ya’ know . . . .” Raph trailed off but slowly lifted his thumb from a clenched fist.\n\n\t“Aroused?” Don translated. “I think so. The thing is that it’s still having that effect on him. Since he fell asleep, he’s had an erection every hour or so. He’s not waking up though, he moans and thrashes on the cot until it fades, then he falls into a deeper sleep. I haven’t tried to wake him but I may have to just to get him to take care of the problem with his hand. If he can.”\n\n\t“What’s that mean, if he can?” Mikey asked. “Does that stuff she puts in guys make it so they can’t get off? Dude, that’s a fate worse than death!”\n\n\t“Stop joking,” Raph snapped.\n\n\t“I think the toxins she inserts in their bloodstreams make it hard for them to ‘get off’ without her,” Don explained.\n\n\t“Won’t the stuff eventually wear off?” Leo asked.\n\n\t“I’m sure it will,” Don said, “but I have no way of knowing how long that will take or how much pain Casey’s going to go through before he gets to that point. If he starts straining for relief, he could even suffer a coronary. I need more information and a better sample of the secondary toxin before I can come up with a cure.”\n\n\t“So what’s her purpose in doing any of that?” Mikey asked. “Is she having sex with the guys before killing them?”\n\n\t“Casey said she looked like April,” Raph said. “He said April came up ta the roof top for the express purpose of sexing him up.”\n\n\t“And how could she appear to be April before she ever touched Casey?” Leo asked. “I could understand it if she’d poisoned him first because the toxins you describe could have a hallucinogenic effect. The men she’s killed each saw her differently and so did the people around them.”\n\n\t“She’s a shape shifter,” Mikey offered, his blue eyes wide. “They can make themselves look like anybody.”\n\n\t“Stop guessing,” Raph growled, both tired and confused enough to be impatient.\n\n\t“Bear with my imagination for a bit,” Don requested, looking around at his brothers. “Villela’s story expands on the ME’s report a little more than the news reports have done. He says that tests conducted on the dead men show that none of them copulated before death. Now, it’s pretty obvious that’s what she wanted from Casey before Raph scared her away, so why didn’t she consummate a union with these other men?”\n\n\t“Maybe they didn’t have what she wanted after all,” Mikey said.\n\n\tDon nodded, giving Mikey a gratified look. “Or what she needed. If she’s hunting by line of sight, as Mikey suggested, then let’s say she spots a target that fits her particular parameters. She takes some time to learn enough about them to be able to emulate someone close to them, someone they are intimate with.\n\n\t“She manages to connect with these men and to go home with them. Once they are alone, she injects the toxic cocktail into their bloodstream and begins to have sex with them. At some point before they actually have intercourse, she rejects and kills them.\n\n\t“When the killings first started, there were some questions as to whether they were actually suicides. A family member of the first victim said the man suffered from high blood pressure and took medication to regulate it, but other than that was both healthy and happy. Villela said a toxicology report on the second man showed that he had marijuana in his system.”\n\n\t“I’ll bet there’s something wrong with all of the men she’s killed,” Mikey said excitedly.\n\n\t“The martial artist?” Raph asked.\n\n\t“Steroids,” Don said. “It’s just a guess, but if he’d participated in that sport for any length of time, he probably needed injections to control joint pain. Our Purple Dragon friend was no doubt a walking drug laboratory. Casey was probably a perfect specimen, but Raph interrupted before she could finish with him.”\n\n\t“That’s all well and good,” Leo said. “You still haven’t addressed how people see her as someone different each time.”\n\n\tMikey’s hand shot up and he all but shouted, “Succubus!”\n\n\t“Give it a rest, Mikey,” Raph muttered.\n\n\t“I don’t think so,” Don said, answering Mikey’s guess. “According to legend, Succubi are evil spirits who have sex with men, usually ones who are sleeping. Repeated encounters would result in failing health or death. Some reports allege that the demon drains the men of their blood following intercourse. However, what we have in this situation are six victims, seven if you count Casey, who have not engaged in sex with their attacker. Considering some of the things we’ve seen in our lives, I do have to say I believe that this killer is supernatural.”\n\n\t“Damn Donny, you’re spinning a yarn three feet wide and two feet thick,” Raph said.\n\n\t“Something alien possibly?” Leo asked.\n\n\t“There’s always that chance,” Don acknowledged. “We have plenty of home grown legends that could just as easily explain this phenomenon though. Do any of you know what a ‘glamour’ is?”\n\n\t“Yeah, it’s one of them fashion magazines April leaves all over her apartment,” Raph answered.\n\n\tMikey chuckled and opened his mouth to say something derogatory about his brother and high fashion, but Raph’s angry glare and Leo’s hard look made him think better of it.\n\n\tDon rolled his eyes and continued, “A glamour is an enchantment; a spell or witchery. It’s almost like shape shifting, but rather than actually taking on another form, its practitioner has the ability to [i]appear [/i]to be someone else.”\n\n\t“The killer is a witch?” Mikey asked. “Aren’t they supposed to be old and gnarly looking? I never heard of a witch that looked like a werewolf.”\n\n\t“Ya’ wanna tell me some chick hypnotizes people into seeing things, I’ll go along with ya’,” Raph said. “But I ain’t buying the wicked witch of the west theory. There ain’t no such thing.”\n\n\t“Standard witch lore doesn’t actually fit here, so that’s not my hypothesis,” Don said.\n\n\t“You’re saying that this killer has the ability to look like anyone it wants in order to gain the trust of its victims? She learns as much as possible about the men she stalks so that she knows what form to take?” Leo asked.\n\n\tDon shot a quick look at Raph as he formulated his answer. Raph instantly knew that Don was trying to avoid telling Leo that Raph thought he’d seen him. Since there was no way the killer could have researched Raph, the answer to part of Leo’s question was no.\n\n\t“That would have been hard to do with Casey,” Don finally said. “I think it was random chance that she saw him at all. Also, the Purple Dragon was a last minute substitution for Casey, and she certainly hadn’t enough time to learn anything about him.”\n\n\t“She knew Casey’s name,” Raph said.\n\n\t“Yes, because she probably spotted the two of you at the previous crime scene. No doubt she heard you say his name,” Don told him. “I think the killer might have the unique ability to read her victim’s minds to a certain extent, not everything of course, but I think that her system might be tuned into the strong emotion of desire. Like a tuning fork, she can find that frequency in her victims and become to them the object of that desire.”\n\n\t“But Donny, the victims aren’t the only ones that see her like that,” Mikey said.\n\n\t“The stronger her victim’s desire, the stronger her glamour,” Don said. “Do you want me to quote you statistics about how frequently in a twenty-four hour period the average male thinks about sex?”\n\n\t“Nope,” Mikey said hastily. “You can skip the dry stuff.”\n\n\tLeo’s face wore a concentrated expression as he said, “You’ve told us a lot of things you think this woman isn’t; tell us what you think she is.”\n\n\t“I think she might be a skinwalker,” Don said.\n\n\tHis brothers absorbed that for a second and then Mikey said, “Okay, not fair. I couldn’t have guessed that one because I don’t know what it is.”\n\n\t“A skinwalker, according to Native American stories, is basically a bad witch who is capable of transforming itself into some type of animal, most notably a wolf. According to legends, they can even use mind control. They are purported to be very powerful; capable of running faster than a car and jumping incredible distances,” Don said.\n\n\t“Mind control; reading minds,” Leo said.\n\n\tDon wriggled in his chair, sitting up straighter. “Suppose, just suppose, that the skinwalker legend has a basis in fact. However, rather than a human who has chosen the ‘witchery way’ and transforms itself with magic, there is in actuality a being who’s natural appearance is akin to that of a wolf.”\n\n\t“But you said it’s not a shape shifter,” Mikey said. “That sounds like a shape shifter to me.”\n\n\t“It doesn’t change shape, Mikey. It takes an image from your mind and executes a ‘glamour’ to fool your eyes into seeing the person you most want to see,” Don said.\n\n\t“Oh, oh!” Mikey exclaimed excitedly. “Like a . . . like a mirage?”\n\n\t“Yes, something like that,” Don said. “I think the residual power put out by that glamour is like the ripple effect you see when you look across a hot landscape. Those waves are what effect the optics on a camera lens, making the skinwalker appear invisible. A mirror however, merely reflects what is standing in front of it.”\n\n\t“Making it possible to see this killer in its natural form,” Leo said.\n\n\t“So is it a he, a she, or an it?” Raph asked.\n\n\t“I’d be prone to calling it a she,” Don said. “The word ‘it’ can get confusing, and all of her victims have been men.”\n\n\t“When did ya’ have time ta learn all of this?” Raph asked. “It ain’t been but a few hours since we brought Casey back with us.”\n\n\t“I started researching the murders yesterday after Mikey and I talked about your interest in the case,” Don said, glancing significantly at Raph. “I guess your curiosity piqued mine.”\n\n\tRaph translated that look to mean that Don became interested in the killings after Mikey spilled his guts about Raph thinking he’d seen Leo. The red banded turtle had a fleeting thought that their situation was starting to sound like one of the bad soap operas that Master Splinter was addicted to.\n\n\t“This thing, this skinwalker,” Leo said, attempting to clarify Don’s theory, “she’s some type of supernatural creature who can discern a man’s innermost desire and then what, casts a spell to make him believe she’s that person?”\n\n\t“Casting a spell probably isn’t completely accurate, but it’ll do,” Don said.\n\n\t“Then in her ‘glamour’ form she seduces the man, injects the toxic cocktail into his bloodstream by attaching herself to his neck, and renders him powerless to fend off her advances. Then somehow she determines that these men are less than the perfect specimen she’s looking for and kills them. Why? Why doesn’t she just walk away?” Leo asked.\n\n\t“She gets pissed,” Raph answered. When his brothers looked at him he said, “Well shit, put yourself in her shoes. She spends time finding a guy that fits the bill, spends time researching stuff about him, finds a way ta get close ta him and probably puts out some energy ta make him see what he wants ta see, gets him alone, and then works him up. She’s probably excited the whole time thinking he’s gonna be the one. When she finds out there’s something wrong with him she has a hissy fit and chucks him out like garbage.”\n\n\t“It’s as good an explanation as any,” Don granted.\n\n\t“Can it be killed with conventional weapons?” Leo’s eyes were glued to the reflection shown in the parked car’s window on Don’s computer screen.\n\n \t“Now that I can’t answer,” Don said.\n\n\t“Speculate then,” Leo urged. “How did the Native Americans say to kill it?”\n\n\t“Well,” Don began, thinking back to what he’d read, “They believed that the witchery had to be reversed. Supposedly it could be killed by informing the witch that they’d been discovered, but somehow I doubt yelling ‘skinwalker’ from the roof tops will do the trick. The other way was to shoot a bone bead into the witch.”\n\n\t“A ‘bone’ bead?” Leo asked.\n\n\t“A pellet, or shot, made of bone. Most often it was loaded into a shotgun. When the suspected skinwalker appeared, the person being witched would blast away. Or if they knew who the witch was, they would go after them. In the Navajo stories, a skinwalker would make a person sick by blowing ‘corpse powder’ on them. The bone bead was a way to return the corpse powder, thus restoring things to their natural balance. The Navajo people are great believers in spiritual harmony.”\n\n\t“Harmony,” Mikey said, as though he’d just had an epiphany. “Hey Don, what if the only way to get Casey back to normal is to kill the witch? You know, like in some werewolf and vampire stories where if you kill the creature that turned them, the victim is cured.”\n\n\t“You might be on to something,” Don said. “Part of what she did to Casey involved that mental link she used to pull the April vision out of his mind. Maybe the skinwalker is still connected to him in some way. It would certainly explain those periodic bouts of arousal and his inability to reach completion.”\n\n\t“Are ya’ saying she’s still fucking with Casey’s mind?” Raph asked indignantly. “We need ta hunt that bitch down and kill her ass right now.”\n\n\t“It’s morning Raph,” Don said mildly. “She won’t be out and we can’t be.”\n\n\t“Then as soon as it gets dark,” Raph said decisively. “How much ya’ wanna bet a pair of sais through her gut will do just as good a job as a damn bone bead.”\n\n\t“We are not chasing after this thing until we have a plan in place for finding and dealing with her,” Leo said, drawing an angry glower from Raph. “While it seems obvious that the police aren’t going to be successful in catching her, we still have to contend with their presence.”\n\n\t“She went off pattern,” Raph growled. “The cops got two choices now, they can keep working the same area or they can scrap that plan and try ta come up with a new one. Either way, we ain’t gonna be anywhere near them.”\n\n\t“They certainly aren’t going to pull all of their people out of that area of the city,” Leo insisted. “As a matter of fact, despite what Don said about you not seeing any officers on the roofs, I think her killing of the Purple Dragon is probably going to focus more attention there. We need a viable way to avoid the authorities while we’re hunting.”\n\n\t“I could rig something on the shell cells that would monitor the frequency on their police radios,” Don offered. “If an officer is nearby, the shell cell would vibrate and we’d know to get away from there.”\n\n\t“How long would that take?” Leo asked.\n\n\tDon shook his head and sighed. “I doubt I could have them ready for tonight.”\n\n\t“That ain’t good enough,” Raph fumed. “The time between her kills is getting shorter. She’s either hungry or desperate and if we don’t find her tonight she’s gonna kill someone else. And who knows what’s gonna happen ta Casey while we’re sitting on our thumbs.”\n\n\t“Nevertheless, we aren’t going tonight,” Leo told him. “Not only does Don need to reconfigure our shell cells, but he needs to get a better handle on a way to counteract whatever she injected into Casey. We need to fully understand what we’re going to be facing.”\n\n\t“I think we should also find a way to make a couple of bone beads,” Don said. “Since we haven’t any guns, we’ll have to fit them on the end of a blow gun dart. That’s going to throw off the weight of the dart and we should practice shooting it before we go hunting.”\n\n\t“For fuck’s sake!” Raph rasped out. “What’s wrong with the way we usually go after the bad guys? Hide in the shadows ta avoid the cops, find this bitch, and deliver her back ta whatever hell she came from. I don’t want another innocent death on my conscious.”\n\n\t“Maybe if you told us what it is you’re hiding, we’d be better equipped to deal with this killer,” Leo snapped at him.\n\n\tRaph glared at him, eyes flashing. “Ya’ can’t stand it, can ya’ Leo? It’s killing ya’ thinking there’s something I’m not telling,” Raph asserted forcefully.\n\n\t“Killing is the perfect word for it,” Leo said. “I don’t want your secrets killing any of us.”\n\n\t“Fuck ya’!” Raph spat, jabbing a finger in Leo’s face. “Ya’ think grounding me is gonna force me ta tell ya’ stuff now? Maybe I already told what needs telling ta Don and Mikey and it ain’t none of your fucking business.”\n\n\tLeo’s expression turned icy at those words, his body going rigid. Glancing quickly over at his other two brothers, Leo’s eyes returned to Raph’s and he said, “No one leaves the lair until I say they can.”\n\n\tWithout waiting for a response, he spun on his heel and stalked out of the lab. Raph slammed his fist down on Don’s desk, making everything on it jump a couple of inches into the air.\n\n\tDon made a grab for his computer, steadying it. Mikey set a hand on Don’s shoulder, squeezing it as both of them contemplated Raph’s body language.\n\n\tWhen Raph made no move to leave the room, Don and Mikey looked at one another, their eyes reflecting a shared pain.\n\nTBC………….", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tRaph was the first to break the incredulous silence.  “Come on, Donny, this ain’t research, it’s science fiction.”

\t“You would be surprised at how much of this is actually science fact,” Don told him.  “Along with mainstream news, I keep my eyes on several of these obscure news outlets.  This reporter in particular has been staying right on top of the high rise killings ever since the second one occurred.”

\t“’Dallas A. Fairbanks’?  Really?  Even his name sounds phony,” Mikey said.

\t“That’s because it is,” Don replied with a light blush.  “His writing is too good for this kind of webzine, so I started digging around to find out more about him.”

\t“That means Don hacked into their computers,” Mikey translated.

\t“His real name is Doug Villela,” Don said without missing a beat.  “Ring any bells?”

\t“The same Villela who covers the crime beat for the New York Post?” Leo asked.  “His reporting has broken open more cases than half the detectives on the force have managed.  It can’t be the same man.”

\t“It is, trust me,” Don said.  “He’s an award winning journalist by day, and by night he chases the boogieman.  No doubt his reputation would suffer badly if anyone ever knew, so he uses a pseudonym and sells his stories online.”

\t“But why would he take that chance?” Leo asked.

\tDon shrugged.  “You’d have to ask him.  All I know is a couple of his past articles were spot on, including one he did about ‘fake aliens’ created by a secret government agency in order to secure continued funding.  Sound familiar?”

\t“You’re right Donny,” Raph said.  “Bishop would skin him alive if he thought anyone paid attention to this online garbage.”

\tLooking at Raph, Don said, “After you came across the crime scene for victim number five and got interested in this killer, I started looking back at Villela’s stories.  It turns out that he mentioned seeing a pattern in the killings as well, not just the fact that the victims are all of a particular type, but also the geographical pattern.”

\t“He didn’t print that did he?” Leo asked quickly.  “The area will be swarming with citizens trying to get a look at the killer.”

\t“No, he didn’t say anything other than he discovered a pattern in the kill sites,” Don said.  “That doesn’t mean some other enterprising soul might not do what Raph and I did and figure it out for themselves.  The webzine doesn’t have a large following fortunately, and most of those people don’t live in New York.  I think Villela and the police will be focusing on men living in the area who fit the victimology.  Neither Casey or Raph mentioned seeing officers on the roof tops, so I doubt if they’ve figured out the killer spends her time high above the city.”

\t“If this reporter doesn’t know any more than the rest of us, then why’d ya’ bring him up?” Raph asked.

\t“But he does know more,” Don answered.  “He has something we don’t; an informant inside police headquarters.  Villela quoted his source as saying the police detectives have tapes of a couple of the dead men just before they were killed.  One of them shows victim number three leaving a bar at the time the bartender said he picked up a girl there.  The thing is, the film shows the man going out the door by himself, but his head is turned to the side and he’s apparently talking to someone.”

\t“Woo~wee~hooo!” Mikey sang, doing his best scary music impression.  “Our killer’s a ghost?”

\t“I rather doubt that,” Don said.  He reached over and pulled a picture up on his computer screen.  “Villela got his hands on a copy of that tape.  I watched it and the man’s body language reads exactly like someone escorting another person out of the door, only you can’t see the other person.  You can even see other patrons stepping aside as though they are letting someone pass.  But if you back the tape up and look in the mirror behind the bar, this is what you see.”

\tThe picture was a little grainy, but Don had drawn an arrow pointing to the victim.  Though it did appear he was looking at someone next to him, no one was there.  However, Don had placed another arrow directing the eye to a spot on the bar’s mirror.  In it was the fuzzy reflection of something that walked upright, was close to six feet tall, and appeared to be covered in hair.

\t“What the hell?” Raph muttered, staring intently at the picture.

\t“Are you sure this wasn’t manufactured by Villela himself for its sensational value?” Leo asked, ever the skeptic.

\t“If it was someone other than Villela, I’d give you high odds that it was photo shopped,” Don said.  “It’s still possible, but considering the source, I’d bring the odds way down.  I think this is authentic.”

\t“I like werewolf stories as much as the next guy,” Mikey said, “but in none of them is the werewolf invisible.”

\t“The picture is pretty bad, but if we’re going to follow conventional wisdom about the way a werewolf looks, this isn’t one,” Don said.  “For one thing, there are no visible ears or snout.  In fact, you can’t even see the mouth or eyes.”

\tPressing a sequence of keys, Don brought another picture up on the screen.  It showed a man walking along a sidewalk, his face turned to the side and his mouth open as though he was talking.  On the street next to him, the tinted window of a parked car reflected the man’s image along with that of a furry blur.

\t“This is victim four,” Don said.  “Villela posted this picture but couldn’t get his hands on the entire tape.  The film was captured off an ATM camera.”

\t“Give me some theories, Donny,” Leo requested.

\t“Let me start with what happened to Casey,” Don said.  “I think that the trauma to the throat that the Medical Examiner was quoted as mentioning is actually a kind of giant hickey.  The men our killer chooses are big and very capable of defending themselves.  They would fight back unless she had some way of paralyzing them.  The residue that I scraped from Casey’s wound appears to be a type of neurotoxin, injected into the skin of the victim’s neck.  From there it travels into the blood stream, placing the victim into a nearly paralytic state.

\t“I’m pretty sure that there are dual substances at work here and that while one of them renders the victim pliant, the other acts as an aphrodisiac.  The fuzzy stuff I brushed from his neck is like fine hairs with a small bulbous root containing a substance I can’t quite identify because it was degraded by the water from the shower.  If I had the kind of equipment the ME has access to, I could probably give you more definitive answers.”

\t“Is that why Casey was ya’ know . . . .” Raph trailed off but slowly lifted his thumb from a clenched fist.

\t“Aroused?” Don translated.  “I think so.  The thing is that it’s still having that effect on him.  Since he fell asleep, he’s had an erection every hour or so.  He’s not waking up though, he moans and thrashes on the cot until it fades, then he falls into a deeper sleep.  I haven’t tried to wake him but I may have to just to get him to take care of the problem with his hand.  If he can.”

\t“What’s that mean, if he can?” Mikey asked.  “Does that stuff she puts in guys make it so they can’t get off?  Dude, that’s a fate worse than death!”

\t“Stop joking,” Raph snapped.

\t“I think the toxins she inserts in their bloodstreams make it hard for them to ‘get off’ without her,” Don explained.

\t“Won’t the stuff eventually wear off?” Leo asked.

\t“I’m sure it will,” Don said, “but I have no way of knowing how long that will take or how much pain Casey’s going to go through before he gets to that point.  If he starts straining for relief, he could even suffer a coronary.  I need more information and a better sample of the secondary toxin before I can come up with a cure.”

\t“So what’s her purpose in doing any of that?” Mikey asked.  “Is she having sex with the guys before killing them?”

\t“Casey said she looked like April,” Raph said.  “He said April came up ta the roof top for the express purpose of sexing him up.”

\t“And how could she appear to be April before she ever touched Casey?” Leo asked.  “I could understand it if she’d poisoned him first because the toxins you describe could have a hallucinogenic effect.  The men she’s killed each saw her differently and so did the people around them.”

\t“She’s a shape shifter,” Mikey offered, his blue eyes wide.  “They can make themselves look like anybody.”

\t“Stop guessing,” Raph growled, both tired and confused enough to be impatient.

\t“Bear with my imagination for a bit,” Don requested, looking around at his brothers.  “Villela’s story expands on the ME’s report a little more than the news reports have done.  He says that tests conducted on the dead men show that none of them copulated before death.  Now, it’s pretty obvious that’s what she wanted from Casey before Raph scared her away, so why didn’t she consummate a union with these other men?”

\t“Maybe they didn’t have what she wanted after all,” Mikey said.

\tDon nodded, giving Mikey a gratified look.  “Or what she needed.  If she’s hunting by line of sight, as Mikey suggested, then let’s say she spots a target that fits her particular parameters.  She takes some time to learn enough about them to be able to emulate someone close to them, someone they are intimate with.

\t“She manages to connect with these men and to go home with them.  Once they are alone, she injects the toxic cocktail into their bloodstream and begins to have sex with them.  At some point before they actually have intercourse, she rejects and kills them.

\t“When the killings first started, there were some questions as to whether they were actually suicides.  A family member of the first victim said the man suffered from high blood pressure and took medication to regulate it, but other than that was both healthy and happy.  Villela said a toxicology report on the second man showed that he had marijuana in his system.”

\t“I’ll bet there’s something wrong with all of the men she’s killed,” Mikey said excitedly.

\t“The martial artist?” Raph asked.

\t“Steroids,” Don said.  “It’s just a guess, but if he’d participated in that sport for any length of time, he probably needed injections to control joint pain.  Our Purple Dragon friend was no doubt a walking drug laboratory.  Casey was probably a perfect specimen, but Raph interrupted before she could finish with him.”

\t“That’s all well and good,” Leo said.  “You still haven’t addressed how people see her as someone different each time.”

\tMikey’s hand shot up and he all but shouted, “Succubus!”

\t“Give it a rest, Mikey,” Raph muttered.

\t“I don’t think so,” Don said, answering Mikey’s guess.  “According to legend, Succubi are evil spirits who have sex with men, usually ones who are sleeping.  Repeated encounters would result in failing health or death.  Some reports allege that the demon drains the men of their blood following intercourse.  However, what we have in this situation are six victims, seven if you count Casey, who have not engaged in sex with their attacker.  Considering some of the things we’ve seen in our lives, I do have to say I believe that this killer is supernatural.”

\t“Damn Donny, you’re spinning a yarn three feet wide and two feet thick,” Raph said.

\t“Something alien possibly?” Leo asked.

\t“There’s always that chance,” Don acknowledged.  “We have plenty of home grown legends that could just as easily explain this phenomenon though.  Do any of you know what a ‘glamour’ is?”

\t“Yeah, it’s one of them fashion magazines April leaves all over her apartment,” Raph answered.

\tMikey chuckled and opened his mouth to say something derogatory about his brother and high fashion, but Raph’s angry glare and Leo’s hard look made him think better of it.

\tDon rolled his eyes and continued, “A glamour is an enchantment; a spell or witchery.  It’s almost like shape shifting, but rather than actually taking on another form, its practitioner has the ability to appear to be someone else.”

\t“The killer is a witch?” Mikey asked.  “Aren’t they supposed to be old and gnarly looking?  I never heard of a witch that looked like a werewolf.”

\t“Ya’ wanna tell me some chick hypnotizes people into seeing things, I’ll go along with ya’,” Raph said.  “But I ain’t buying the wicked witch of the west theory.  There ain’t no such thing.”

\t“Standard witch lore doesn’t actually fit here, so that’s not my hypothesis,” Don said.

\t“You’re saying that this killer has the ability to look like anyone it wants in order to gain the trust of its victims?  She learns as much as possible about the men she stalks so that she knows what form to take?” Leo asked.

\tDon shot a quick look at Raph as he formulated his answer.  Raph instantly knew that Don was trying to avoid telling Leo that Raph thought he’d seen him.  Since there was no way the killer could have researched Raph, the answer to part of Leo’s question was no.

\t“That would have been hard to do with Casey,” Don finally said.  “I think it was random chance that she saw him at all.  Also, the Purple Dragon was a last minute substitution for Casey, and she certainly hadn’t enough time to learn anything about him.”

\t“She knew Casey’s name,” Raph said.

\t“Yes, because she probably spotted the two of you at the previous crime scene.  No doubt she heard you say his name,” Don told him.  “I think the killer might have the unique ability to read her victim’s minds to a certain extent, not everything of course, but I think that her system might be tuned into the strong emotion of desire.  Like a tuning fork, she can find that frequency in her victims and become to them the object of that desire.”

\t“But Donny, the victims aren’t the only ones that see her like that,” Mikey said.

\t“The stronger her victim’s desire, the stronger her glamour,” Don said.  “Do you want me to quote you statistics about how frequently in a twenty-four hour period the average male thinks about sex?”

\t“Nope,” Mikey said hastily.  “You can skip the dry stuff.”

\tLeo’s face wore a concentrated expression as he said, “You’ve told us a lot of things you think this woman isn’t; tell us what you think she is.”

\t“I think she might be a skinwalker,” Don said.

\tHis brothers absorbed that for a second and then Mikey said, “Okay, not fair.  I couldn’t have guessed that one because I don’t know what it is.”

\t“A skinwalker, according to Native American stories, is basically a bad witch who is capable of transforming itself into some type of animal, most notably a wolf.  According to legends, they can even use mind control.  They are purported to be very powerful; capable of running faster than a car and jumping incredible distances,” Don said.

\t“Mind control; reading minds,” Leo said.

\tDon wriggled in his chair, sitting up straighter.  “Suppose, just suppose, that the skinwalker legend has a basis in fact.  However, rather than a human who has chosen the ‘witchery way’ and transforms itself with magic, there is in actuality a being who’s natural appearance is akin to that of a wolf.”

\t“But you said it’s not a shape shifter,” Mikey said.  “That sounds like a shape shifter to me.”

\t“It doesn’t change shape, Mikey.  It takes an image from your mind and executes a ‘glamour’ to fool your eyes into seeing the person you most want to see,” Don said.

\t“Oh, oh!” Mikey exclaimed excitedly.  “Like a . . . like a mirage?”

\t“Yes, something like that,” Don said.  “I think the residual power put out by that glamour is like the ripple effect you see when you look across a hot landscape.  Those waves are what effect the optics on a camera lens, making the skinwalker appear invisible.  A mirror however, merely reflects what is standing in front of it.”

\t“Making it possible to see this killer in its natural form,” Leo said.

\t“So is it a he, a she, or an it?” Raph asked.

\t“I’d be prone to calling it a she,” Don said.  “The word ‘it’ can get confusing, and all of her victims have been men.”

\t“When did ya’ have time ta learn all of this?” Raph asked.  “It ain’t been but a few hours since we brought Casey back with us.”

\t“I started researching the murders yesterday after Mikey and I talked about your interest in the case,” Don said, glancing significantly at Raph.  “I guess your curiosity piqued mine.”

\tRaph translated that look to mean that Don became interested in the killings after Mikey spilled his guts about Raph thinking he’d seen Leo.  The red banded turtle had a fleeting thought that their situation was starting to sound like one of the bad soap operas that Master Splinter was addicted to.

\t“This thing, this skinwalker,” Leo said, attempting to clarify Don’s theory, “she’s some type of supernatural creature who can discern a man’s innermost desire and then what, casts a spell to make him believe she’s that person?”

\t“Casting a spell probably isn’t completely accurate, but it’ll do,” Don said.

\t“Then in her ‘glamour’ form she seduces the man, injects the toxic cocktail into his bloodstream by attaching herself to his neck, and renders him powerless to fend off her advances.  Then somehow she determines that these men are less than the perfect specimen she’s looking for and kills them.  Why?  Why doesn’t she just walk away?” Leo asked.

\t“She gets pissed,” Raph answered.  When his brothers looked at him he said, “Well shit, put yourself in her shoes.  She spends time finding a guy that fits the bill, spends time researching stuff about him, finds a way ta get close ta him and probably puts out some energy ta make him see what he wants ta see, gets him alone, and then works him up.  She’s probably excited the whole time thinking he’s gonna be the one.  When she finds out there’s something wrong with him she has a hissy fit and chucks him out like garbage.”

\t“It’s as good an explanation as any,” Don granted.

\t“Can it be killed with conventional weapons?”  Leo’s eyes were glued to the reflection shown in the parked car’s window on Don’s computer screen.

 \t“Now that I can’t answer,” Don said.

\t“Speculate then,” Leo urged.  “How did the Native Americans say to kill it?”

\t“Well,” Don began, thinking back to what he’d read, “They believed that the witchery had to be reversed.  Supposedly it could be killed by informing the witch that they’d been discovered, but somehow I doubt yelling ‘skinwalker’ from the roof tops will do the trick.  The other way was to shoot a bone bead into the witch.”

\t“A ‘bone’ bead?” Leo asked.

\t“A pellet, or shot, made of bone.  Most often it was loaded into a shotgun.  When the suspected skinwalker appeared, the person being witched would blast away.  Or if they knew who the witch was, they would go after them.  In the Navajo stories, a skinwalker would make a person sick by blowing ‘corpse powder’ on them.  The bone bead was a way to return the corpse powder, thus restoring things to their natural balance.  The Navajo people are great believers in spiritual harmony.”

\t“Harmony,” Mikey said, as though he’d just had an epiphany.  “Hey Don, what if the only way to get Casey back to normal is to kill the witch?  You know, like in some werewolf and vampire stories where if you kill the creature that turned them, the victim is cured.”

\t“You might be on to something,” Don said.  “Part of what she did to Casey involved that mental link she used to pull the April vision out of his mind.  Maybe the skinwalker is still connected to him in some way.  It would certainly explain those periodic bouts of arousal and his inability to reach completion.”

\t“Are ya’ saying she’s still fucking with Casey’s mind?” Raph asked indignantly.  “We need ta hunt that bitch down and kill her ass right now.”

\t“It’s morning Raph,” Don said mildly.  “She won’t be out and we can’t be.”

\t“Then as soon as it gets dark,” Raph said decisively.  “How much ya’ wanna bet a pair of sais through her gut will do just as good a job as a damn bone bead.”

\t“We are not chasing after this thing until we have a plan in place for finding and dealing with her,” Leo said, drawing an angry glower from Raph.  “While it seems obvious that the police aren’t going to be successful in catching her, we still have to contend with their presence.”

\t“She went off pattern,” Raph growled.  “The cops got two choices now, they can keep working the same area or they can scrap that plan and try ta come up with a new one.  Either way, we ain’t gonna be anywhere near them.”

\t“They certainly aren’t going to pull all of their people out of that area of the city,” Leo insisted.  “As a matter of fact, despite what Don said about you not seeing any officers on the roofs, I think her killing of the Purple Dragon is probably going to focus more attention there.  We need a viable way to avoid the authorities while we’re hunting.”

\t“I could rig something on the shell cells that would monitor the frequency on their police radios,” Don offered.  “If an officer is nearby, the shell cell would vibrate and we’d know to get away from there.”

\t“How long would that take?” Leo asked.

\tDon shook his head and sighed.  “I doubt I could have them ready for tonight.”

\t“That ain’t good enough,” Raph fumed.  “The time between her kills is getting shorter.  She’s either hungry or desperate and if we don’t find her tonight she’s gonna kill someone else.  And who knows what’s gonna happen ta Casey while we’re sitting on our thumbs.”

\t“Nevertheless, we aren’t going tonight,” Leo told him.  “Not only does Don need to reconfigure our shell cells, but he needs to get a better handle on a way to counteract whatever she injected into Casey.  We need to fully understand what we’re going to be facing.”

\t“I think we should also find a way to make a couple of bone beads,” Don said.  “Since we haven’t any guns, we’ll have to fit them on the end of a blow gun dart.  That’s going to throw off the weight of the dart and we should practice shooting it before we go hunting.”

\t“For fuck’s sake!” Raph rasped out.  “What’s wrong with the way we usually go after the bad guys?  Hide in the shadows ta avoid the cops, find this bitch, and deliver her back ta whatever hell she came from.  I don’t want another innocent death on my conscious.”

\t“Maybe if you told us what it is you’re hiding, we’d be better equipped to deal with this killer,” Leo snapped at him.

\tRaph glared at him, eyes flashing.  “Ya’ can’t stand it, can ya’ Leo?  It’s killing ya’ thinking there’s something I’m not telling,” Raph asserted forcefully.

\t“Killing is the perfect word for it,” Leo said.  “I don’t want your secrets killing any of us.”

\t“Fuck ya’!” Raph spat, jabbing a finger in Leo’s face.  “Ya’ think grounding me is gonna force me ta tell ya’ stuff now?  Maybe I already told what needs telling ta Don and Mikey and it ain’t none of your fucking business.”

\tLeo’s expression turned icy at those words, his body going rigid.  Glancing quickly over at his other two brothers, Leo’s eyes returned to Raph’s and he said, “No one leaves the lair until I say they can.”

\tWithout waiting for a response, he spun on his heel and stalked out of the lab.  Raph slammed his fist down on Don’s desk, making everything on it jump a couple of inches into the air.

\tDon made a grab for his computer, steadying it.  Mikey set a hand on Don’s shoulder, squeezing it as both of them contemplated Raph’s body language.

\tWhen Raph made no move to leave the room, Don and Mikey looked at one another, their eyes reflecting a shared pain.

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