The following story is about a killer who is being shadowed by a white raven.
On the evening of 25th January 1975 fourteen year old Mortland Arbuckle is riding his brand new Schwinn bicycle along the banks of a river on his way home from school.
Mortland would be considered good looking if not for a face full of acne and greasy blond hair plus a unpleasant demeanor that comes with being a spoilt rich kid.
The Arbuckle family is well known in the oil and gas industry across the globe so young Mortland thinks that the family money will protect him from any consequences due to his actions.
Mortland has a secret and he hopes that the river has hidden any evidence of his misdoings because he fears that even the Arbuckle name wont be enough to save him this time.
Yesterday was bright and sunny and Mortland was in a good mood because after weeks of asking the most popular girl in his class to go out with him, Erica Ellis, a happy sweet girl from a loving family agreed and so after school the pair strolled to a secluded spot on the banks of the river.
Mortland was anxious but hopeful of finally losing his virginity and after necking and fooling around a bit Erica grew frustrated with Mortland's inexperience 'What are you doing ? A ten year old boy would be a better fuck than you, now get off me before I scream for help.'
In a rage Mortland puts his hands around Emily's throat and squeezed tight so tight that one of her eyeballs popped out and hung down her cheek by a thread of fiber.
Panting heavily Mortland looks around in a panic but lucky for him there is no one around so he quickly fills Erica's pockets with pebbles and dirt than he starts dragging the body towards the bank of the river but he hears voices getting closer so he covers the body with pine needles and when the coast was clear Mortland went home un noticed.
Now as he approaches where the spot Mortland half expects the body to be gone but after scrapping away the pine needles Erica's face looks up into the sky.
Mortland avoids looking at the damaged but he does notice a gold bracelet on Erica's left wrist that would be a good souvenir to take back home but as he fumbles with the clasp he is interrupted by a loud noise CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW.
On a tree branch a large white raven stares at Mortland with menacing yellow eyes causing him to stumble and fall in fright but he is an Arbuckle after all so he works up the courage and drags the body to the bank of the river.
Looking back to make sure that the raven isn't about to attack Mortland bends down and rolls the body into the swirling river where it sinks into the depths.
As he furiously pumps the bike pedals Mortland doesn't dare look back but he can sense the white raven following him and just as he enters his street the raven swoops biting off a piece of the killers right ear before flying away.
White ravens are very rarely seen in Massachusetts and according to folklore the bird 'will never forget a face or a bad deed and will fly to the end of earth to avenge a wrongdoing.'
Mortland enters his house hoping to avoid his mother but as soon as he opens the door she is in his face 'Mortland Arbuckle the third, where have you been and why are you covered in mud and is that blood coming from your ear?'
'Come here Morty and let momma take a look.'
'I have told you a thousand times mother that my name is Mortland not Morty' but upon seeing that his mother is genuinely distressed he softens 'Sorry for being late momma but I had a small accident on my bike but I escaped with only a few cuts.'
'I don't know why you ride that awful contraption when we have a chauffeur who can take you to and from school in the Rolls Royce.'
Mortland loves his mother dearly but she can be a bit of a diva 'I apologize for my tardiness again mother but I like riding my bike but just to make you happy I will let James drive me to school for the rest of the semester.'
'Thank you son, now go have a shower and I will have chef prepare you a meal.'
After showering and eating a fine souffle Mortland goes up to his room on the third level to play video games and watch TV but his mind is elsewhere so after ten minutes he removes his ear buds careful not to touch his tender earlobe and stretches out on his bed and begins to relive the moment when he squeezed the life from a fellow human being.
Lowering his pajama bottoms Mortland begins to stroke himself faster and faster as he fantasizes about killing over and over knowing that the Arbuckle name will surely stop him from being punished for his crimes.
Mortland is one happy camper on the verge of exploding when a series of tapping sounds come from outside his bedroom window causing his cock to shrink into obscurity.
Seeing that his bedroom is three story's high Mortland knows that it isn't one of his friends outside playing a prank but there is only one way to find out what is causing the sound so after climbing out of bed Mortland opens the curtains than jumps back in surprise.
On the window sill is a gold bracelet and a human eyeball and when Mortland has a closer look notices the initials E.E so there is no doubt that the bracelet and eyeball belong to Erica Ellis who's body lies on the bottom of the river.
So how in the fuck have they made their way up onto my bedroom window sill?
Mortland opens the window and grabs the ghoulish items from the sill, he hides the gold bracelet under a bottom drawer than he fills a glass of water from the ensuite and drops the eyeball inside.
After putting the glass on a bedside table Mortland closes his bedroom window than he notices a white shape in a tree outside.
Pressing his face against the window a white raven comes into focus.
Now Mortland knows that the white raven is responsible for the late night visit to his window sill but more importantly the bird has become a mortal enemy.
Afraid that the white raven might crash through the window Mortland doesn't get much sleep that night and when James the chauffer drops him off at schools he expects the cops to be waiting for him but when his first class for the day begins and still no police Mortland relaxes and goes back to being the arrogant self centered asshole that he has always been.
Science is as boring as usual and Mortland is struggling to stay focused but his classmate a geeky teachers pet named Samual Jenkins brings him back to reality ' hey Mortland, have you heard about Erica Ellis?'
Mortland instinctively looks over to an empty school desk normally occupied by Erica who is of course now feeding the fish on the bottom of battle river.
'No Samual what happened to Erica?'
Leaning in close Samual whispers 'The police found her body floating in the river and get this, she had been strangled and one of her eyeballs is missing.'
Mortland tries to stay calm at this latest development but he can't stop his hands from shaking 'Hey are you alright Mortland? I didn't think that you and Erica were that close.'
'I am good Samual now shut up for a while will you?
While Miss Frost waffles on about neutrons and atoms and crap Mortland suddenly remembers that he forgot to hide the floating eyeball in his room before coming to school.
Before he can make up an excuse to go home early the vice principal Mister Blackmore enters the classroom and after a quiet chat with Miss Frost takes charge. 'I have some bad news, your friend and classmate Erica Ellis was found deceased this morning by the police.'
Most of the students start crying while others are dumbstruck by the news.
'Please everyone I know that the news is very distressing but you need to gather your belongings and make your way down to the cafeteria.'
'The police will be waiting for you to arrive and they will have some questions so please tell them everything that you know about Erica's last movements.'
Mortland is tempted to run down the back stairs to escape but that route is blocked by a few security guards so he has no choice but to follow the other kids down to the cafeteria.
Thirty bewildered children quickly settle into a chair at a table with their friends pretending not to notice the six police officers standing with their arms crossed.
Mortland sits at a back table with Samual Morgan his only friend at the school.
The officer in charge, Det Corboudt, a grizzled middle aged white man in a crumpled old suit steps forward and holds up a hand for silence 'First of all I am sorry for your loss, I have been told that Erica was a very popular girl at school and she will be missed by all of the students and teachers alike.'
'As you can well imagine his family is devastated by the this horrible event and I have informed them that I will leave no stone unturned in an effort to catch the culprit responsible for her murder.'
'The other officers and I will speak to all of you individually and after you have been interviewed you will be allowed to go home early if one of your parents will be home, if not remain on school grounds until a parent or guardian comes to pick you up.'
Twenty nine of the student are stunned by the news that Erica was actually murdered 'A gold bracelet that Erica always wore is missing plus a piece of her remains is yet to be located.'
Now please stay where you are seated until one of the officers pulls you aside to ask a few questions.'
For the next ten minutes or so Samual talks non stop and Mortland is tempted to punch him in the face to shut him up, instead he tries to focus on what kind of lie he can tell the cops to keep them off his back'
The cafeteria is now half empty with only a dozen students left to be interviewed by the police but than all talk stops and everyone looks over to the main doors where a white raven is tapping on the glass to gain entry.
A security guard opens the door to shoo the bird away but the raven is to smart for the guard and calmly walks to the cafeteria holding clumps of hair in its beak.
Mortland knows that this has to be the same white raven that visited his window sill last night so he tries to sink in his seat and disappear from view but deep down in his black soul Mortland knows that the jig is up.
The white raven strolls between the tables searching for a particular student and when he locks eye with his enemy the bird flies up onto the end of a table.
The raven walks three feet and drops the clump of hair directly in front of Mortland who is staring straight ahead too scared to move.
Without warning the white raven attacks Mortland with it's talon's and beak leaving behind deep bloody grooves down both sides of his face but even now Mortland doesn't move a muscle to protect himself.
The raven with its mission complete flies out the cafeteria door and disappears into the great wide open.
Det Corbouldt stands in front of Mortland with menace in his veins 'Well son what do you have to say for yourself? Tell me what you know and than I will have your injuries attended to.'
Mortland stands and looks directly at Corbouldt 'You want to know what I did copper? Well I killed the bitch with by bare hands but do you know who I am ? My name is Mortland Arbuckle, you know the famous Arbuckle's who have more money than you could ever make in a thousand lifetimes.'
Two policeman walk up to the killer and place him in handcuffs and begin to take him away but Mortland isn't finished yet 'My daddy will make sure that I never spend a single day behind bars, what do you think about those apples copper?'
Three months despite Mortland boasting about his families influence and money he was sentenced to a juvenile facility until the turns eighteen, than he will spend the rest of his life in jail with no chance of parole.
At juvenile hall Mortland after a few arguments and fights with the other delinquents emerges as top dog and after learning from his lawyer that his father has finally come through and has bribed a few guards to look out for his son and give him all privileges allowed.
But of course Mortland doesn't behave himself after knowing that he is protected instead he attacks some of the other boys and has them perform sexual acts on him and even after the guards tell Mortland that aren't able to protect him 24/7 so he better pull his head in or someone is likely to chop it off if he continues to abuse the system.
A year later Mortland is out enjoying an hour of sunshine in the exercise annoying the shit out of the guards watching him when he is broadsided from behind and falls to the ground stunned.
The three guards burst out laughing but quickly grow quiet when Mortland gives them a dirty look.
After the brazen attack the white raven responsible flies in circles around its target a few times before swooping down and unleashing a fecal bomb onto Mortland raised forehead.
Enraged Mortland orders one of the guards to bring him a towel and after he wipes the deposit from his face Mortland smiles and looks up into the sky 'Alright little birdie if you want to play dirty, just remember two can play that game.'
A few days after his encounter with the raven Mortland walked into the cell of a 15 year old from Boston named Lonesome Pete Peterson who despite being deeply disturbed has a reputation as a up and coming tattooist.
Peterson who sort of resembles the blues guitarist Kenny Wayne Shepherd snarls 'What do you want motherfucker?'
Mortland is tempted to skin the little runt alive but is in need of a tattoo so he smiles 'Sorry to interrupt but I need some ink done.'
''Do you now, let me check my appointments for today' after a few seconds the psycho continues 'Sorry booked solid for the rest of the week, how about 9am next Tuesday?'
Seeing that Mortland is about to explode Peterson calms the waters 'Well what do you know it looks like I am free after all, so take a seat and lets get started.'
After perching himself on the edge of the toilet Mortland tells Peterson that he wants a small tattoo of a white raven on his left upper arm.
As he works Peterson whistles The Neil Young son 'Cortez The Kiler' which isn't to Mortland's liking so he decides to start a conversation 'So tell me Peterson, how did you get the nickname Lonesome?'
'Well it is a funny story but a couple of years ago me and a few friends were in my room at home playing Minecraft and the three of them thought that it was a good idea to laugh at me when I struggled with the controls so I reached under my bed and got my baseball bat and smashed the fuckers into a pulp until I was left by my lonesome.'
'Now shut the fuck up and let me concentrate or the needle might slip, by accident you understand?'
Mortland understands the treat very well but again he controls his temper until he walks out an hour later with a cool white raven tattoo.
Over the next eight months Mortland to the surprise of everyone becomes a model prisoner spending his time visiting the library and occasionally he would visit Peterson to get another white raven tattoo.
On the morning of his transfer to the adult jail Mortland is escorted into the wardens office by two guards.
'Take a seat Mister Arbuckle' says Warden Mitchell who Mortland was hoping to kill before his time was up but alas' I must say that I am mighty impressed by your behavior in the last year or so and I wish you well and if you knuckle down and stay out of trouble, who knows you might get paroled in 40 years time.'
The warden gives Mortland a smug look 'Now get out of my sight before I can come up with an excuse to have you executed.'
The guards drag out of the office and push him towards his cell 'Go and grab your belongings Mortland and be quick about it.'
'I don't need anything to remind of this shithole so lead the way princess 'Don't be a smart ass Arbuckle, Oh and by the way your father sends his regards and told me tell you that your time in jail will be fleeting and that he has plans to gain your freedom so hang tight.'
When they approach Petersons cell Mortland asks if it is alright to go and say goodbye to his friend? 'Yeah but no funny business we will be right outside.'
'Hello Mortland what brings you here this fine morning?
'I am being transferred today so I thought I would come to say farewell to an old friend.'
Peterson is put off by Mortland's friendliness but stands up to shake hands and as they shake Mortland whispers 'Nobody threatens me Peterson nobody.'
Before Lonesome can pull free Mortland slips a small shank from his sleeve and drives it between two ribs puncturing the heart.
'Goodbye motherfucker, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bight.'
The two guards are visibly shaken when Mortland emerges holding a bloody shank 'Hide this for me' Mortland demands as he hands the weapon to the smallest of the two guards a rat faced man named Warren Trucks.
Derek Haynes a huge black man who's uniform threatens to burst at the seams grabs Mortland by the arm 'You have just put me and Warren here in deep shit so tell your father that your little escapade will cost him an extra $5000,000.'
Consider it done asshole, now get me out of here before I ring daddy and tell him that you two twerps have been a huge disappointment because if I do tell him you pair of miserable cunts will disappear in the wind never to be seen again.'
Haynes and Trucks wisely stay quiet because they have seen what Arbuckle is capable of so after handcuffing him into the back of the prison van they walk away to clean up the mess that Mortland left behind.
After all of the paperwork in is order the van leaves juvenile hall on its way to Bridgewater Penitentiary.
Ten miles into the journey the van is run off the road by a huge military style jeep and eight men jump out holding automatic weapons and the driver and passenger surrender.
After pistol whipping the two guards one of the masked men grabs the key ring but it takes a few minutes for him to open the back of the van but when he does he is confronted by an angry handcuffed Mortland ''About time you stupid fucker, now open the cuffs before I kick your teeth in and leave you for the buzzards to eat.'
The man shakes his head in disgust than quickly removes his balaclava 'Daddy what are you doing here?
'I have come to rescue you, you ungrateful piece of shit.'
'I wanted to leave you in prison to rot but your mother insisted that you were worth saving so come along the helicopter will be here shortly.'
'Good I can't wait to get home and give momma a big hug.'
'Are you some kind of idiot? There is a price on your head and home will be the first place the authorities will go.'
Soon the sound of an approaching helicopter is heard and after landing father and son board and strap themselves in and the chopper takes off.
'Where are we going Daddy?
'I am just along for the ride but you are going to Alaska and don't even think about coming back to Massachusetts or anywhere on the mainland for that matter because if you do I will have you shot and buried in an unmarked grave.'
'Mortland you have brought nothing but shame to the Arbuckle name and reputation and for that I banish you to a life in the wilderness but and this is your mothers doing, you will be given an annual allowance and a room at a motel rent free.'
'Also when we land I will hand you $10,000 but remember if you ever try to reach out I will have you hunted down and shot.'
Besides the noise of the helicopter the two hour flight to Anchorage is in taken in complete silence.
Mortland only 18 years old is now without a family and without hope and when the chopper lands the disembarks with $10,000 and a stinging rebuke from his father 'Goodbye son may misery and sorrow be your constant companion through whatever remain of your life because that is all that you gave to me to me and your mother.'
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