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Time Ripper P J Lawton
Paul F. Johnson About 1500 words
Pjlawton1@yahoo.com
Time Ripper
By
P.J.Lawton
The dirty rumpled woman left the Bishopsgate Police Station and slowly ambled toward him. It was almost one o’clock in the morning and the streets were empty. The long bladed knife was grasped tightly in a hand that trembled in anticipation. It had been several weeks since his last kill. He knew he should time jump to a new place but felt that he still had time for few more.
As the still intoxicated woman neared he leaped out and grabbed her by the long unkempt hair. His left hand forced her head backward and his knife and slashed her throat from left to right. She didn’t even have time to scream as bright red arterial blood spurted. With a sigh of satisfaction he felt her life force quietly slip away. In less than a minute she was gone. He dropped her lifeless body into the filthy gutter. She was victim number four.
Early mornings were usually chilly and damp which was not unusual for London even in the summer. Dampness, fog, and very little foot traffic were precisely why he had chosen this particular place and time. Here he could play out his evil fantasies with little chance of being seen, much less apprehended.
Of course he always had the option to jump to another place but reading about and watching the search for the killer was all part of the fun. Besides, he liked the name they had given him. It sounded strong mean and dangerous, just like him. Anyway, he wasn’t ready to leave yet. He did realize however that the TEDs, the Time Enforcement Division operatives would be on him soon. Unfortunately the time jump gauntlets left telltale signatures when they were used. It would take them some time to read the signature but soon they would be coming after him. He would just have to anticipate their arrival and be prepared.
Kill number five attributed to “Jack” under his current guise was in November 1888. It was almost his last, period. Just as his latest victim died there was a noticeable shift or ripple in time and two heavily armed TEDs stepped through. They didn’t hesitate but immediately fired their electro dischargers at him. Luckily both missed. He had known for some time that he was enemy number one on the TED most wanted list because his first kill had been a TED. After the kill he had removed the jump gauntlet from her wrist and had been running ever since. With this in mind he had anticipated such a TED encounter and had preset his time jump activator. Although he hated to leave he knew it was time to go.
With a laugh and a sarcastic salute he pushed the jump button and disappeared. It would take them several months to trace him. “The Ripper” was gone but he could now start his fun again in a new time and place.
***
The murder of 8 young women associated with the University of Wisconsin began suddenly in 1968 and ended without a clue in 1984. He had always liked the American heartland, especially Wisconsin, and made several jumps there. Everything had gone smoothly except for one little incident. At one point the serial killer Henry Lee Lucas confessed to several of the killings but later recanted the confessions. “Jack” just couldn’t understand why some people insisted on taking credit for someone else’s work.
He didn’t limit his ‘hunts’ solely to mid-America and England but visited several other places as well. Over and over wherever he went, violent death occurred until one early morning in Yorkshire England when everything changed.
It was Friday January 2, 1981 and the bold news headlines fairly shouted. “Yorkshire Ripper’s 5-year Reign of Terror Ends”. He had to laugh as he thought, so they finally caught the copycat huh. The infamous “Yorkshire Ripper” behind bars! Of the twenty women attacked, 12 had died by his hand. The seven that had lived and the other one that had died had been the work of the copycat. The imitator hadn’t been a very good serial killer, just thought he was.
He threw the paper aside and thought about what was next. He had been able to stay a step ahead of the TEDs for some time now by only using the time jump device sparingly. That’s why he had remained here so long. Now though he decided it was time to move on. A change of pace would do him well for this was getting a little tiring. Maybe he was just weary of the killing. The intense pleasure he had once felt just wasn’t there anymore.
***
He had always liked the point in time just after the turn of the century so he randomly set the jump clock and pushed the activator. In an instant he was standing on the docks in Southampton. Immediately behind him another jump point opened and a heavily armed TED stepped through. He was thoroughly and completely trapped. Standing perfectly still he looked to the officer and asked, “Okay, how did you find me?”
With utter contempt the officer responded. “Well “Jack”, things have changed in the past few months. Recently introduced technology has advanced detection to the point that all I had to do was wait for you to trigger your jump activator and lock on the signal. Turn around, I need to disengage your gauntlet and then I taking you back. I knew we’d get you sooner or later.”
He pretended to turn then whipped out a small handgun and fired striking the officer three times. The TED official was dead before he hit the ground. He stood for a while staring at the body trying to decide what to do.
He had a sudden thought. Maybe if he could jump to a different place but in the same time period it would fool the TEDs long enough to give him the time to disappear. Looking out to sea he saw a gigantic outbound ocean liner just rounding the point. Without a second thought he completed the adjustments and hit the activator. In a second he was on board. He wasn’t sure where he was going but anywhere was better than where he had just been. He slowly walked along the deck. He needed some information and he needed it right away.
A short few minutes later out on the fantail he saw a gentleman standing alone smoking an after dinner cigar. During casual conversation he learned that the gentleman was traveling alone and didn’t know a sole on board. The purpose of this trip to New York was to start a new business. After the untimely death of the gentleman’s wife, he had no children; the gentleman had sold all his European holdings and thought a new start in America would do him good.
“Jack” felt the chance meeting with the gentleman was too good to be true but didn’t hesitate. With one quick thrust he buried the knife to the hilt into the gentleman’s chest. He quickly riffled the man’s pockets taking everything then hastily shoved the body overboard. He now had a new identity complete with money to invest. With his knowledge of future events he figured he would be very wealthy within a few months. In a year he would be filthy rich. Now all he had to do was elude the TEDs.
He lit up one of his newly procured cigars and thought about just how to handle that little problem. He finally determined that the only way to be sure was to dump the jump gauntlet. Yeah, he would be stuck in this time forever but he could live with that, especially now that he would be so rich. With his mind made up and without faltering he pulled the gauntlet off and quickly tossed it over the side. He watched fascinated as it slowly toppled end over end into the darkness of the sea. Let the TEDs just try to find him now.
He stayed out on deck for some time enjoying his cigar and planning his rise to riches. If he got bored he could always pick up his favorite pastime again right where he had left off. As a chilly fog came upon the evening air he decided to move into the lounge for a late drink before turning in.
Just as he stepped to enter the brightly lit lounge he happened a glance to one of the lifeboat docking stations. He stopped in mid step as a sudden feeling of shock, fear and then desperation overcame him. His stunned eyes stared for a moment in disbelief. He suddenly realized that he had made the greatest mistake of his life for painted on the side of the lifeboat in large bold lettering were the words R.M.S. Titanic.
End
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