1 death and sorrow

booooom crack

the sounds of thunder and lightning booming across the night sky, rain cascading down, Setting a special event dark and gloomy.

(???) nanny .... nanny where is mar and par. ..... nanny where are they!!

(nanny) come now Oscar, I've told you, your mother and father will be home soon ok, they needed to get a little something for a special little boy.

(Oscar) really what are they getting? and what's a special boy.

(nanny) *laughing sounds * ha silly boy its for you! you are a special little boy.

(Oscar) really am I really a special boy but why.

(nanny) * laughing sounds* ha ok you are a special boy because today is your third birth day! The first of November 1981! that's right your now three years old.

As nanny said that she raised three fingers in front of Oscar and counted one two three with each finger.

(Oscar) *laughing sounds* hehe ok but what does "years mean"?? If I am three finger's old now how long will I have to wait until I am four finger's?? ( said while holding four finger's in front of himself ).

(nanny) you will be four finger's this time next year, one year/ finger is 365 days. So if you count your five finger's on your hand 73 times that's one year. so then by that time you will be four finger's old.

(Oscar) ha wha how many?? one finger two finger's ..... that sooooooooo many finger's like lots of finger's.

(nanny) it may sound like a lot to you now but when you get older that many fingers will be like waking up and making breakfast.

(Oscar) wow really that's sooooooo cool. so nanny how many more fingers until mar and par are back now???

(nanny) haa sigh (* yes just how much longer are you pair going to take you should of been back 2 hours ago at the very latest.*) hmmmm I know why don't you sit on the sofa and count to five finger five times then they will be back.

Oscar wattles over to the sofa and pulls himself up with a determined look on his face and starts counting one finger over and over again. while Oscar is busying himself, nanny walks over to the front door, putting on her winter coat, opens it then moves on down the front steps out into the yard. looking out down the street. all she could apart from the pouring rain was nothing making her worry about her son's and daughter in law's safety. turning around walking back inside, closing the door behind herself then proceeded to the kitchen to check that the cake has not burnt and setting the table for dinner. after the table is set nanny boils the jug with her special tea leaves in it to relax herself, as she start to worry more and more as the minutes tick by.

One hour later.

(nanny) Oscar come I am sure your mother and father will be home really soon now why don't we start with dinner the food is starting to go cold.

(Oscar) ok!! but you said that mar and par will be home in five finger's of time but i have counted these five finger sooooooo many times that I even had to use the other five fingers to count with and they're still not back yet.

(nanny) haha now Oscar how about this we eat dinner then we will count to five finger together and lets see if that works ok.

saying that nanny lifts Oscar up and walks to the kitchen placing him inside a high chair at the head of the table, placing a plastic plate of very mild chicken curry in front of him with plastic knife and fork. as soon as the curry was in front of Oscar, it was like he entered a zone of Zen and blocked out all noises around him and focused 100 % of his attention on the curry, his favourite food of all time, and proceeded to absorb it like a black hole.

watching Oscar eating his curry made his nanny worried that he would choke on it but no matter how much went in, it was like there where no sides to his throat at all, it just kept going until he was staring daggers at her own plate with a little, ( ok a hole lot ) of saliva dipping from the corners of his mouth eager to devour hers as well.

a little scared that Oscar will devour her food nanny started chow down on the spicier version of the curry while keeping Oscar at arms length.

after putting the rest of the curry in the fridge (in lunch containers ) they proceeded to the living room to count down for Oscars mar and par's arrival.

(nanny) ok Oscar are you ready start now !

( Oscar) ok nanny one finger.

(nanny) one finger.

(Oscar) two finger.

(nanny) two finger.

(Oscar) three finger.

(nanny) three finger.

(Oscar) four finger.

(Oscar and nanny) five finger.

as they counted down the fifth finger Oscar runs through the living room towards the front door however as he was about to reach the door knocking could be heard from it.

knock knock ....... knock knock .

(Oscar) wow nanny you where right mar and par are back.

wattling a little faster now reaching the door but being a little to short, unable to grab the handle Oscar turns around to hurry his nanny up but then realised that she was already behind him, however in his excitement he failed to see the worry plastered all over his nanny's face as she opened the door, she made to grab Oscar but a little to late.

as the door opened just enough for Oscar to fit through he jumped out and latched onto one of the two figures in front of him yelling par par.

(?????) POV

tony I don't known about you but that was the best curry I have ever had.

(tony) yeah spooner that was good but I don't know man your wife's good too.

(spooner) yeah she is but maybe its just me but after having Charlie its like she lost her passion for all things curry and now she feeds me baby food, well it tastes like baby food *laughing sounds* ha ha.

**buzz buzz radio buzzing.**

to all units in the Dartford region we have a code 5, I repeat a code 5, an explosion on Dartford rd. witness reports claim a dozen casualties.

(tony) holy shit you serious.

tony grabs the radio receiver and replies to base while looking at his partner, then grabbing the siren and sticking it to the roof of the Bentley.

(spooner) hold on.

while rushing to the site of the explosion dodging traffic the weather turns grave and a bolt of lightning narrow misses the patrol car blowing a small hole in the tarmac.

(tony) man what is with this dammed weather its sunny one minute the poring rain the next if not it throwing lightning at you, ah what the hell is that? is that a person no it cant be ? haa where did it go dam this weather probably something the wind picked up oh next left that should be it over there.

stepping out of the patrol car the pair looked at a disaster there where body part's littered everywhere and tony nearly stepped on a mans head that was severed from his neck it was a scene from hell.

there a was an officer there that was wearing a uniform that he has never seen before, a crazy man kneeling down laughing and crying at the same time like a mad man.

spectator's around the scene gasping trying to hold back from throwing up ( most failed to do so.)

The officer then proceed to pull out his wand / badge to show his rank and informed the patrolmen that the mad man in question was the mass murder Sirius black that use half a pound of T.N.T to blow up these people to the patrolmen's dismay, and that he will be leaving the identifying of the remains to them.