Justice Deferred
By: Alex. P
For Disclaimers see Chapter 1
Chapter 16
When the bodies of the two women were found the rumors started flying. First
it was said that when the two guards found the bodies, it was so gruesome a
sight, that both men ran out of the building, tossing their cookies the whole
way.
Then someone put out, that the bodies were so badly torn up, and scattered,
that they had to inventory all the parts, before the doctor would sign off on
how many bodies there actually were. Then came the rumor that the women that
had been killed, hadn't just been killed, and their bodies vivisected,
according to the wild talk, the women had been literally torn to pieces while
they were still alive.
Then came the report officially stating that, it was believed, the two women
had gone to the remote place in order to hide from the guards, after it was
learned, from a mysterious contact, that the two dead women were the only
suspects for the brutal assault on the young woman, still in the hospital. The
report went further to state, that judging by the wounds, and grisly condition,
that it was the opinion of the coroner, after consulting with the prison nurse,
the women must have disturbed some large wild animal, that was nesting, or had
young that made it abnormally over protective and vicious, causing it to attack
and kill both women.
It was never investigated strenuously, and it was never determined what kind of
animal had ripped the bodies apart, but never touched the meat. One curious
side note in the report stated that, apparently, this vicious animal left no
forensic evidence. At lot of people also noticed the look on Cam's face, as a
sickened Maria had read the coroners description of the bodies, and the man was
very thorough and exact in every detail. Maria had to stop at least four times
for a sickened Cam to run to the bathroom and throw up. After that Cam stayed
away from everybody, and everybody stayed away from her, except Maria, and her
lover Malinda.
The young violinist was moved into Cheryl's old bunk, and she was taken in by
Maria, Cam, and Malinda. She was in very bad shape and it was months before the
casts came off her hands, she was given physical therapy and in order to give
the girl incentive to work hard at her therapy, Cam secretly got her the finest
concert quality violin available. After that except for when the girl was in
the gym, Cam stayed away from the girl, but was always near watching over her.
Her resemblance to Cheryl was uncanny, but she wasn't the woman Cam loved, and
being in her presence was too painful for the dark woman. Maria and Malinda
divided their time between Cam and the girl for a while. After Maria and
Malinda both sat her down, and talked to the stoic withdrawn woman, they
finally got through so that Cam realized
withdrawing from everyone didn't help anyone, it only magnified her painful
loneliness, and made Cam miss her little one even more. So she was soon back
working out with her friends, and when a certain little blonde's name was
mentioned, the only reaction from Cam was a wistful sigh of missing her, but
she was getting in control of herself
finally.
Cam still spent most of her time away from anyone, except Maria and Malinda,
who tried to include their quiet pensive friend, but in truth it only made her
feel more alone, and separated from everyone else. Maria also knew from their
long talks, Cam had decided to try to do at least one thing Cheryl had asked
her to try, and she was going out of her way to avoid fights, even to the point
of backing down from face to face challenges.
Maria and Malinda had explained to their friends why Cam was acting that way,
and to give them credit, even though the others didn't understand completely,
they all tried to support her. All of them admiring her courage to go against
her nature, and open herself up to ridicule from those that didn't understand
the intense inner struggle that the hard, proud, woman faced every time she
backed away from a confrontation.
Unfortunately not everyone understood the danger that was there in the
repressed emotions, or that the potentially deadly biker was at a constant rage
level. That intense and devastating violence boiled just beneath the surface of
the new, emotionless, seemingly passive, Cam. The constant migraine headaches,
and nearly continuous workouts were
the price the normally elemental, and reactionary woman had to pay in order to
try to keep anything like the incident in the abandoned solitary cells from
happening again.
These women thought her failure to react to her enemies insults and challenges,
and not resorting to violence to solve her problems with other inmates, was a
sign of weakness, and reason enough to attempt to assault her with impunity, an
understandable but potentially fatal error.
Spook was doing life without parole, simply because she had been convicted
during the national moratorium on the death penalty. To put it quite simply
Spook was a psychological anomaly, a female serial killer. She picked up women
in bars and after drugging them she took them to one of her "safe"
places where she would spend hours or even days, torturing them to death.
When she'd been examined before her trial the doctors all agreed that the
painfully thin, dark haired woman with the watery light almost yellow brown
eyes, not only knew what she was doing when she tortured and killed her victims
but she did it for sexual gratification. They had found no signs of abuse,
sexual or otherwise in her life nor was she a deprived child, her family was
actually well off, and both her parents had doted on their daughter.
No, the only reason 'the Spook' as the other prisoners called her, had spent
years hunting down women and torturing them to death was because she got off on
it. Consequently in keeping with the doctors recommendations and in deference
to her wealthy family, the Spook, also known as Kathleen Spears, was quietly
given a trial in front of a judge, and as he said regretfully at her
sentencing, since there was no death penalty at the time. The Judge gave her
the harshest sentence the law allowed, life without possibility of parole. It
had been like sending the deadly psychotic to her own personal heaven.
Almost from the beginning, Kathleen or as she now preferred, the Spook, had
hooked up with Val, a fellow lifer and by simply letting the big strong bleach
blonde burn a capital V between her breasts and every once in a while, hurt her
while they had sex (all of which Spook found she liked as a change of pace)
Spook and Val cut a wide swath through the prison population raping and
torturing as they wished. The fact that Val wasn't too smart and the Spook with
her IQ
of one hundred eighty made it easy for the deceptively submissive psycho to
manipulate the powerful woman, while leaving her to think everything they did
was all Vals' idea. The deception made their maniacal partnership work
smoothly.
Then Cam had entered the picture. The minute the Spook had seen the tall
incredibly beautiful woman, she knew she had to have her. The tall black haired
beauty had haunted the crazy woman's fevered dreams causing her to wake up in
the middle of the night, her sheets soaked with her nocturnal emissions. At
first Spook had tried to overpower her fantasy woman in the showers, but at five
feet eight inches and a hundred pounds, all she got was hurt and humiliated.
She tried to use Val to obtain the object of her budding obsession, but all
that had happened was that Val had ended up in the infirmary for weeks and came
out fearing the tall dark woman even more. Deciding to wait for just the
perfect opportunity to go after her obsession, the Spook and Val returned to
their other pursuits, they even managed to obtain a couple of permanent slaves,
which filled those nights when fresh talent was unavailable.
Then the worst happened; Spook's dream girl had wandered into the showers when
she and another pair of chicken-hawks were in the middle of breaking in a new
woman. When the victim had begged Cam for help the powerful and highly skilled
fighter stepped in and rescued the beaten woman. She also managed to break
several of the two attackers bones, and to add insult to injury Cam took the
woman she'd saved to the infirmary to be treated and left the others in the
showers to be discovered and publicly humiliated.
Then Cam and her meddling friends began interfering in every ones hunting.
Spook was livid she raged for hours, she didn't stop until she almost killed
their latest acquisition. Val had ended up having to hide the brutalized woman
for several days, until she'd healed enough to be taken to the infirmary with
reasonable safety to Val's various operations. It was the last they ever saw of
her. The matter was at its worst the day that Spook had maneuvered Val into
surprising and attempting to take the new little blonde fish, that the Spook
had seen Cam eyeing as the cute little blonde got off the bus. Spook had no
intentions of sharing the long tall beautiful brunette with anyone, let alone
some little blonde piece of fluff. For some unknown reason the Spook was sure
Cam wanted her as badly as Spook wanted Cam.
In fact Spook had already figured out a way to kill Val as soon as they gained
control of Cam so she could have her dream woman all to herself. This day they
were out trolling for the little blonde on what Val thought were her orders,
after the Spook finished talking to Val about the blonde, the woman was almost
drooling at the prospect of having the
frightened little thing. The Spook couldn't believe her luck when she heard the
naive young woman asking the guard to allow her take a shower alone, in the
middle of the day.
The thin scarecrow of a woman ran through the cellblock to the cell she and Val
shared. She found the big bleach blonde laying on her bunk reading a comic
book, she looked up at her partially winded cellmate and smiled at her.
"Hey Spook, ya' in a hurry or somethin'?" Spook flinched at the big
woman's incredibly stupid questions, it galled her even more when her less than
bright "friend" continued by holding out a comic book and asked
"You think Catwoman and Batgirl are secretly fuckin'?"
Spook roared out and grabbed the comic and threw it across the cell where it
landed in the toilet.
"Damn it Spook!" Val yelled rising to severely punish her cellmate.
"I hadn't finished that one yet, I'm gonna have ta mess ya' up for
that."
For the first time in their many years together Spook felt a twinge of fear of
her cellmate, a thought entered her twisted brain.
I'll have to get rid of her soon she thought Oh well back to work
"Sorry Val but listen," Spook said quickly diverting the woman's
attention, "Remember that pretty little blonde you saw Cam eyeballin' the
other day, and you said you'd love to get a hold on her before Cam could
interfere?"
Val shook her head trying to picture which woman the Spook was talking about.
Then a very dim night-light went on in the big woman's brain. "Oooo
yeah." she answered.
That set into motion the first meeting of her Cam and that little teasing tramp
blonde. It still burned the Spook up to think about it, but now she was hearing
about how, since her little blonde had left, the black haired woman of the
Spook's twisted evil erotic nightmares had lost her edge.
The fact Cam wouldn't even fight anymore, was enough to cause a celebration
for Val and her cronies but to the Spook it was like seeing your favorite pet
getting sick so that you have to mercifully put them down. The psychotic genius
began thinking of ways to put Cam out of her obvious misery. Deep in the back
of her sick demented mind the
Spook was delighted to do her beloved Cam this "service" (hopefully
as slowly and painfully as possible), but she was still skeptical that she
would be able to take the tall capable woman by herself and she was becoming
sure that Val was worse than useless against Cam.
There had been several times she was sure she had that conniving bitch, but
every time Cam had made a fool of her, usually through the incompetence of Val.
The Spook decided it was time to live up to her name, and maybe even find a way
to rid herself of two problems at one time. She thought for a moment to the day
the blonde tramp had been released. As soon as the Spook had seen the release
order on the warden's desk while she was cleaning she found an excuse to get
back to D-block before they came to get Cam's little slut.
Spook figured that if she could be close when Cam heard her friend was getting
out then maybe she wound turn to the Spook for comfort. A thousand scenarios
ran through her mind as Spook hurried to the third tier and slid into the empty
cell behind the woman of Spook's dreams and waited for the inevitable. A shiver
of frustration as she watched the interaction between the two obvious lovers
and as she watched Cam's actions she knew the woman had known all about in
advance.
Probably even before the warden or the guards had been told, in fact judging by
how calm the tempestuous woman was, she probably knew before the prison
grapevine. Frustrated Spook had resorted to words to try to hurt Cam to make
her feel the deep down agony of unrequited and impossible love. That hadn't
worked either so at that moment the Spook had decided that if she couldn't have
her "beauty" no one else would. Hearing Cam ask the guard if she
could take an early shower, and hearing the Captain telling her to go ahead and
that as Captain of the guards she would inform them that Cam was going to be in
her cell and will not be reporting to the head counts.
The Spook was sure that the gods were smiling down on her and that all that was
needed now was to convince Val that it was her own idea to take out the tall
dangerous woman while she was alone in the showers. As she headed for the cell
she shared with the big bleach blonde, the Spook smiled at the irony of the
situation.
Val's first mistake as always was listening to the Spook. Something in the back
of her not too bright mind was telling Val, this was not a good idea, but every
time she hesitated to gather her thoughts in order, there was the skinny evil
eyed woman urging her on. Finally she let the woman convince her that Cam
couldn't fight back, that somehow being in love with the little blonde slut had
cost the once formidable woman her edge. That she was now a broken woman, and
would actually welcome death.
She knew that Spook for some reason hated Cam, and that her information about
the tall dark woman being alone in the showers while true seemed strange. That
in itself, the Spook told Val, was an admission on Cam's part that she wanted
to die.
Elated that her chance to get her revenge on her long time nemesis had finally
come, Val had the Spook and their latest pet keep a look out as the big bleach
blonde slipped noiselessly into the showers, where her destiny awaited her.
By the time Cam strolled into the large tiled room she was alone, and probably
in the most dangerous position she'd ever been in since she left the streets.
Oblivious to her surroundings Cam stripped down, and stepped into the warm
spray, beginning her shower, oblivious to the dire situation she was putting
herself. As she rinsed the last of the soap from her body, Val stepped into the
room ready to take out the one woman that had, as Val saw it, ruined her life.
"Ya' know Val, you don't have to do this." Cam said without turning
around, "We could just walk away and nobody gets hurt. What do ya'
say?"
"Can't go there Beauty." Val hissed, her voice harsh with anger and
surprise, "We coulda been good together, but you were too good for the
likes of me. So ya' turned me down in front of everyone, and made me look like
a fool. Now you've lost you're love and your edge, and since I can't have ya'
Beauty, nobody else will either."
Val pulled a shiv from her pocket and began to warily approach the dangerous
woman, watching Cam's every move. For her part Camm stood there seemingly
relaxed, and totally un-phased at being stalked by the uncontrolled sociopath.
Cam stood under the still running shower letting the warm water run down her
body unnoticed as her mind went into defense mode. She automatically scanned
the woman's approach and her mind catalogued her strengths and weaknesses.
After a quick appraisal, Cam knew that at any time she could take out the
larger clumsier woman. Then an evil feral smile crossed Cam's lips, that never
quite reached her hard cold ice blue eyes. In her mind, Cam had fulfilled all
the prerequisites that Cheryl, Maria, and Malinda had imposed on her, now she was
free to act in accordance to
the laws of survival she had grown up with.
Val and Spook had made a serious miscalculation, they thought that when the
little one had walked out of the tall dark woman's life that she had lost her
edge, and was unwilling to fight back making her an easy target. Nothing could
have been further from the truth. What Cam had lost when her beloved little
emerald eyed blonde left, she lost the guiding light in her soul, sending it
back into the darkest depths of despair, and all that was left was a hard cold
shell, that
had no room for compassion and mercy.
Her friends had convinced her to at least allow an enemy a chance to leave, and
she had done that, now her conscience was clear, leaving the deadly biker free
to inflict whatever damage she saw fit to hand out, and this ruthless person
that decided it was time to finish the Val-problem once and for all.
On the first attack Cam disarmed the big woman and ran her, face first, into a
tile wall smashing her nose, and knocking out her two front teeth. Val stepped
back glaring at the naked woman standing there casually, completely uninjured
and holding Val's shiv.
"Is that the best you've got tubby?" Cam snarled laughing evilly
"It's hard to believe you got all that heavy rep and you can't even hang
on to this pitiful little pig sticker."
With that comment Cam easily snapped the blade off the homemade knife, and
threw the pieces at the bleeding bleach blonde.
"You're gonna pay for that bitch!" Val snarled spitting blood
"I'll tear you apart with my bare hands!"
"Save it Val," Cam laughed "you couldn't even tear paper without
hurting yourself."
With a roar of overwhelming rage Val charged at the tall muscular opponent. It
was exactly what Cam had figured she would do, and she moved accordingly.
Shortly after the fight had started Cam was walking to her third tier cell
humming a little tune she'd picked up from her uncles.
A few hours later screams drew a crowd to the showers. Laying in the middle of
the shower room was the brutally beaten body of Val; her neck was so badly
twisted that her head was facing backwards. The official investigation found
nothing, Val's death was written off as just one of those unsolved prison
mysteries, that never even reach the outside papers. Everyone had their own
ideas about who killed the big bleach blonde chicken-hawk, Goddess knows the
woman had more than her share of dangerous enemies, but no one was talking.
The vicious woman wasn't exactly Miss Popularity in prison circles, only two
people went to her funeral as she was laid to rest in an unmarked grave in the
prison graveyard.
That day Spook swore that the tall dark blue eyed angel of vengeance that had
taken her Val away from her would pay for it. Conveniently forgetting it was
Spooks idea for Val to go after the woman, but now she didn't have the woman,
and she'd lost her Val too. It was something the seething psychopath wasn't
going to forgive...ever.