An 'Other' aide of the law. (A story)

An 'Other' aide of the law. (A story)

Others are often advisors for all kinds of businessess, i only advise on the lighter kind of human society because i can’t stand the darkness of crimes. But i was asked to look in to a crime perpetrated many years ago in a little town. A man or two molested little children dressed as clowns, it was a big story many years ago. Nobody could imagine it to be true, in my recollection the parents of the children were side tracked and ridiculed by the law.

I was a kid living in that town, already training my abilities but my quality of sight had to grow and i had seen the crimes but could not talk about it, i was kid and nobody would listen to me. But a year or two ago the memory of the crimes resurfaced and i recognized the perpetrator but could do nothing. Lately i met the victims of the ‘clown’ and asked me to do something because the law had done nothing. I talked with them, saw the crimes again and anger filled me, a vulcano ready to blow and i promised i would do something. I talked to the memebers of the Orders in the area if i could get the approval to do something about this case. The Heads of the Orders approved any solution of the case i would have in mind and no punishment would follow after conclusion. The heinous nature of the crime, the psychological damage done to the victims, some had killed themselves in puberty because of their memories i could do what i wanted.  I showed the heads of the Orders what i had seen and they said death. 

Then it was time to put out the bait, let the beast come, hook it and plant a suggestion for the long goodbye. Hammering it in with all my/his might, yes sometimes humans forget how creative an Other can be in his doings. I could already see the death of the beast in the future and then i knew my work was done. I reported to the Orders and it was sealed. Human society rid of one predatory beast.

As i wrote before, children are sacred and i can’t stand injustice, all the forces of the verse came together as i met the victims, there was only one way to go. Forgive me writing so abstractly about my life/world, Others like to keep some secrets as humans are not ready yet to embrace the verse we live in. Now it seems i am stepping in to the shoes of an old Navaho friend, also meeting out justice when the human law can’t do anything. I feel no pride in doing this, i do it because i have been put here with all the pieces and the only way to go is doing it and free the victims of the shadow of the beast. Remembering and knowing can be a curse especially when humans can’t and they keep hurting. Then i act as an Other would do, because it is the right thing to do.

An end.