Revengeful Story

Chapter 2: Identity.

Now you may be thinking, ‘How on earth could you possible get revenge if you have no idea who those teenagers were?’, and I do have the answer. A couple of months after the funeral, I went down the same alleyway as a memory of my brother, on my way down I found what seemed to be the same bat that my brother was hit by, hidden underneath a dumpster. It was definitely the same one, I remembered it so much, the rubber covered handle, the scratched metal tip, and of course… The splattered blood from my brothers head.

Bare in mind I was only ten at the time, but I had researched into ‘CSI’ and ‘FBI’ tricks, I wanted to be a detective in my future career to come. I took the bat and I placed it in a plastic bag in my backpack, and yes I do carry plastic bags around with me, usually for the extra food my mum receives. Anyways, I took this bat home and I left it under my bed in my room. All of that month, I saved my pocket money to buy a detective’s tool kit. This included “Ninhydrin”, which is a spray that shows fingerprints, for those who don’t know.

Obviously, I wasn’t a genius at the age of 10, but I knew what the equipment was and how to use it. Thankfully, my father was a scientist and had a machine that scanned fingerprints, so I managed to take these fingerprints from the bat and identify my brothers killer… “Alfie Ledront” was the name of my killer, and I was determined to find this scumbag!