Prologue(The Ripper of Soul)

In a dark cold winter, where the wind blew strongly that a minute on the open ground will cause serious hypothermia. The night was roaring with gust of never stopping wind. Eerie night it is. On a vast wheat field, or it was suppose to be wheat field during the summer, lied a small hut. The small hut was grain compare to the large field, which explained why no one actually been there. This place is secluded, and due to the winter, it is the most quiet and isolated place in the area, the perfect spot for anyone to commit the most notorious crimes without even the slightest notice of others. In that hut, was where Grace Anne Whiteman, 16,  was kidnapped and held by a man, known as the Ripper of souls, dubbed by the news. The most notorious serial killer on the loose in the county, and there was very little thing authorities could do to bring him to justice. What Ripper did was clean. No clue that will lead to his capture. Grace was held there, tortured, raped, and broken beyond anyone could have imagined. She was crying from the first day of her captured. She knew nobody was going to find her. All she could do was to pray that she can die as soon as possible to relieve of her pain that lingered throughout her injured body. Her legs were seriously severed to prevent her to escape. She had a nail inserted into her knee cap making her unable to more her legs

   From the day of her captured, she had been raped countless times, tortured with whips, belts, needles, and many hurtful objects. Grace really thought that she will die there. Her captive never let anyone alive before. None of 'his' prey ever survived. Ripper of soul was notorious for his torture technique and the way he kills his prey, which is by slitting the throat of his victim while watching them suffocate. This information can be found in any news broadcaster, any internet webpage. The notoriety of this man is high. All of the country knew about Ripper of Soul. But Grace would have never guessed that she was the next target.  Is there no one can stop this mad-man? Is Grace's fate will be the same as others?

  On the next day, Grace's vagina was stuffed with many objects. Including baseball bat, bottle and a scissors, which caused her vagina to bleed. She was in pain. She screamed for help, but her screams only fueled the mad-man's lust. She was poked with needles into her stomach few dozen times too. She wanted to get away, but her legs were to severed to move. All she could do was to submit to her captive's tortures. She was punched in the face, kicked in the belly, and her hand were severely broken by a hammer. She was in intense pain. Finally, the day where Ripper will kill his prey has came, which is 4th day after captive. All 5 of his victim was discovered dead on the 4th day. Grace lying on the floor, thinking of her family, her dad, her mum, her younger brother and sister. She wished to see them once more, but she knew she can't. On noon of the 4th day, she was dragged out of the hut on the snowy ground. She could see the man had a knife on his hand. She knew it was her time. "Any last words...hahaha..." asked the mad-man in his fifties. "Go to hell." replied Grace with a frail voice. She was too tired to even talk normally anymore. She shut her eyes and tried to sleep of this. She just couldn't watch the man for one more time before she dies. Ripper went near her, pull her head up, place the knife on her throat, and laughed malevolently. Just before the final stroke, and voice came out of no where.

"Isn't it beautiful today, professor?" said the voice.

"Huh! How did you..." Ripper turned around, dropping Grace on to the ground. Grace was already unconscious due to her injuries and the winter cold. To his surprise, a man in black coat was behind him sitting on a log, puffing of a cigar."

"Aww..That's not nice to treat a lady like that." said the man in coat calmly.  

"Who the hell are you?!" yelled the mad man while  pointing the knife at him.

The man in coat made a final puff of his cigar before dipping it into the snow and placed it in a plastic bag, and kept it in his pocket. He was sure he would not leave any evidence of his presence there. Then he look into the mad-man's eyes and replied,

"I'm your savior." and he took out a suppressed 92F, fired 5 shots onto Ripper. Ripper then dropped on to the ground, looking confused. Maybe what he most confused was on how did the man found him. Bleeding enormously, ripper struggled a bit, and then he died. The man on coat looked at him, and threw him a red rose. 

"Here is my gift to you. May you be a better man on your next life." 

After the short phrase, he turned his head to Grace, and walked near her. He took out his coat and covered Grace's badly injured body with care. He then lifted Grace up and place her into the back seat of a black SUV with tinted glass, maybe to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings of the pedestrian that might see her.

A day later, Grace opened her eyes slowly, to find herself in a bright white room. Her vision was blurry. She could see blurred figures around the small room. 

"Am I in heaven?" she uttered softly,

One of the figure came closer to her, looked at her face, and then yelled,

"NURSE!!! My daughter's awake! Nurse!!!"

"Ugh! My head hurts. Where am I?" she asked softly again.

"You are safe. You are in a hospital." the figure then kissed Grace's forehead.

And after that kiss, another figure came running through the door, and flashed light across Grace's eye when he reached her. Although Grace still unclear of the situation, but she knew that just now was her mum that kissed her. She was saved after all. Her family was all by her side during her hospitalization.

A few hour passed, with the love and care showered from her parents and siblings, Grace regained to her quite normal self. Although her body was in pain, she took up the remaining strength she had still left to ask a few question before she goes back to sleep.

"Mum, how did i end up here? I remembered that i was going to die. There was this man that was trying to kill me. It was horrible!" she uttered softly but from her voice, she was still in fear.

"Calm down dear. You are safe now. We won't let a soul to harm you again." replied her mum while caressing her arm, keeping her calm.

"But how did i end up here?" she insisted on asking.

"It's a miracle. Someone knock on our door during the night yesterday. When we opened the door, we found you lying on the lawn. I'm so glad you are ok." cried her dad, that went and hugged Grace.

"Ah...I picked this up. I didn't opened because i think is for you." said Grace younger brother.

Grace and her family took this family reunion opportunity, opened and read the letter together.


Dear Grace,


I hope that you are going to live the life i help you regain to the fullest. I'm sorry that i can't help you earlier, which lead you to much suffering. You can forget about that man that kidnapped you. He won't be doing any bad deed anymore. This is all that i can help you live your life normally. The broken you, that you have to fix it yourself. Be mindful that the world is full of hopes and dreams. You should pursue your own hopes and dreams too. Be strong and live happily.
And by the way, please do not report to police what happened to you to avoid the tabloids. They won't do you any good in your life. If the police asked what happened, don't tell them about me. Just say you don't know. They won't suspect a victim.


                                              Yours Truly,
                                              Last Hope


Just as they finished reading the letter, the television that was in Grace's room broadcast the national news. To Grace's surprised, the man that tortured her, appeared in the news and was murdered. According to the news, it was not known who killed that man. The only clue the authorities have was a flower of red rose. What even more shocking was that the man that kidnapped Grace was a very respected Professor in a well known University and a PhD holder in Psychology. It was considered a homicide. Police of the metropolitan has opened a fail regarding this ordeal, and sworn to catch the brutal killer that killed the professor. Grace was stunt by the news, which draw the attention of her family mum. Her face was pale. Her mum shook her a few times before able to get Grace's attention.

"What happened dear? What's wrong dear?" asked her mum.

"That...that was the man. He was....he was the one that....that did this to me!." replied Grace in fear.

"What! Oh....oh my...." muttered her mum while hugging Grace, trying to calm the crying teenager down. "There there....don't you worry anymore, we will protect you."

Grace's dad immediately off the television with the remote. Now they all know, the man who rescued Grace, killed that psychopath and now branded as murderer. That was the first case solved and the first girl to be saved by him, The Last Hope.