Death Angel vs Ruby Winters

Roleplay here!

Fishkill Correctional Facility, Beacon, New York. Andrew Savage decides it was time to pay a little visit to a relative -his mom's cousin. It has been well over 25 years since his mom's cousin done the unthinkable. An attempted murder try inside a courthouse during one of Central New York's most controversial and sensational murder trials in New York State's history.

Let's take you back to that fateful day. It was then when the 9 year old Andrew Savage exposed an explosive family secret. A secret not even Dana ever knew about. An affair between Arlene Delaney and his father, Billy Savage.

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Prosecution : Oh come now! How can you possibly be telling the truth?

Andrew : I am telling the truth! You want the truth? It's gonna hurt you more than it's going to hurt everybody else - especially you, mom. You need to know this.

Andrew : Dad was having an affair for some time now. The gun isn't his. It was his lover's.

Prosecution : And how do you know about this supposed affair?

Andrew : One night, I got up to get a drink of water down in the kitchen. As I was coming down the stairs, I heard voices in the living room; my dad and another woman. I saw the woman give my father the gun and tell him to get rid of her so they can be together. She also told him to make it look like an accident.


A shocked hush comes through the courtroom.

Prosecution : Oh come on! How do you expect me to believe that?

Andrew : Its true, sir! In fact she's here in this courtroom. And has been for the duration of this trial!

Prosecution : She is? Where?

Andrew : She was sitting right behind you. I saw you leaning back to her when she whispered something in your ear.

Dana and his grandmother look over to see who it is. Needless to say they do not see her. Until ...

Woman : You little shit!! How dare you spy on me!

Dana [shocked and angry] : Arlene ? W .. why ? How could you?

Grandmother [shocked and dismayed] : Arlene? Oh my ...

Shouts and murmurs has begun to get out of control.

Judge [banging on his hammer] Order in the Court! ORDER!!!
[continued banging] I said ORDER!!!

The courtroom quiets down as the judge resumes the trial.

Judge : Now then, Andrew, Would you mind telling me who this woman is?

Andrew : Her name is Arlene Delaney. She's my mom's cousin.

Arlene : You little bastard! I'll get you for this!

Suddenly she pulls a gun out of her purse and takes aim at Andrew at the stand. A look of fear comes over his face.

Arlene : Dana, darling. Since I no longer could have Billy, I guess you can no longer have your precious son!

Dana [screams fearfully] : NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

A gunshot rang out as spectators and police officers rush towards the assailant in attempt to restrain her.

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1 a.m. Visiting hours was over long ago but Fishkill Department of Corrections made an exception. The last thing Death Angel needs is a circus while visiting a 'special inmate' within these concrete walls.

The visiting area is dark except for a single light beam over a chair. Arlene Delaney is escorted into the booth and takes a seat. The years have taken a toll on her once youthful face; now wrinkled and drawn in from spending time behind these bars. A thick glass pane window barrier separates the prisoner from the visitors. Had been woken up from a sound sleep, Arlene is none too pleased to be waken from her 'beauty sleep' as she tries to see who wanted to see her at this ungodly hour.

Arlene Delaney [agitated] - Who's there?

??? - My, my, my, you are looking smashing tonight.

Arlene Delaney - Do I know you?

??? - It's been a long time, my darling.

Arlene's eyes soften at the sound of the voice.

Arlene Delaney - Andy? Is that you?

A sound of a chair scraping the concrete floor signals whoever she thought is here. The unknown visitor remains in the darkness.

Arlene Delaney - Andy?

The unknown visitor finally reveals himself as he leans forward revealing himself to her. Arlene gasps at the sight as if she'd seen a ghost. A ghost from her past who was responsible for her thrown in prison.

Death - Hello, Arlene.

Arlene Delaney [shocked] - What are you doing here?

Death - How's the butch treating you these days?

Arlene Delaney [agitated] - Fuck you! What do you want?

Death Angel chuckles yet it's no surprise she reacted as predicted.

Death - I understand you've got a parole hearing coming up.

Arlene Delaney - What of it?

Death - I'm doing everything in my power to make damn sure you get on parole

Arlene Delaney - Why?

Death - I want to make your life a fucking living hell.

Arlene Delaney - Are you threatening me? You do realize the cameras are recording everything we say.

Death - They won't have proof.

Arlene Delaney scoffs.

Death - Cameras are turned off. [chuckles] Visiting hours ended at 4 o'clock last night.

Arlene Delaney - Guards! I'm done here!

Death Angel gets up and bangs on the thick plexiglass startling Arlene.

Death [growls] - Sit your pussy ass down! I'm not done with you!

Arlene complies reluctantly.

Death - Listen and listen good because I'm only going to tell you this once. When and if you do get parole, you are to stay the fuck away from my family, you will not make any contact and you will be residing in Arizona.

Arlene Delaney - Arizona?

Death - That's right Ariz ~fucking~ zona!

Arlene Delaney - But what about my own family? How will they...?

Death - Your family disowned you remember? They want nothing more to do with you. Marcus divorced you , now remarried. Not even Mo and little Mikey. Hell, you won't even get to see your own grandchildren.

Arlene Delaney - I have grandchildren?

Death - Four but it don't matter at this point. You made your choice 25 years ago when you tried to murder me in of all places - inside a courthouse in front of your own flesh and blood.

Arlene Delaney - That is enough! I don't need to be reminded of...

Death [growls] - That's just it! You DO need to be reminded of your past actions! Every single fucking day of your life until you die! You tried to break up my own family.

Arlene Delaney [angrily] - Your father never loved your mama!

Death [explosive anger] - Well, he ain't here to save you is he? Nor is he here to tell me so. You just couldn't leave things well alone and keep your fucking legs together.

Arlene Delaney sat shell shocked at reality of it.

Arlene Delaney - You're right. You're absolutely right and I'm sorry.

Death - It's far too late for that. I will never forgive you nor will your own family.

Arlene Delaney - That's not true. They will come around sooner or later.

Death - No they wont.

Arlene Delaney - You don't know my family like I do.

Death - But I do, Arlene darling. Your family have kept in touch with me these last 25 years. They've all moved on. Their hearts hollow. They no longer see you as a mother, wife, cousin, or aunt. You don't even exist in their eyes. You are simply a monster and a stranger. You're nothing!

Arlene Delaney [choked with tears] - No. Don't say that! That's not true!

Death Angel leans closer to the glass with fierce eyes.

Death - Nothing...

Death Angel turns and leaves but not before one last parting shot.

Death - Life sucks then you die!

Arlene Delaney sat stunned with tears as the door slams shut hard and loud.

Death Angel awoke suddenly as his flashback ended with the gunshot of his past. Was it only a dream? Was it from his past? Or was it simply from outside? The Nation's Capitol seems to have their own problems with gun control - especially in this neighborhood. Drugs, prostitution, and gang wars were the norm.

But no one dared to step inside this abandoned gym. Not with the most dangerous loose cannon of a monster that was rumored to inhabit it.

Death Angel places his hand on his left temple on the side of his head feeling an old scar of what happened on that fateful day in the courtroom. Was it his lucky day? Was it his unlucky day? No one knew how much the injury had changed his life forever. No one. Not his mama, his beloved grandparents, not even his friends. Who would've thought that Andrew Savage was always the happy-go-lucky kid with devil may care looks they've come to know. Some things were always left best unsaid.

Death Angel sighs as he rubs his head as the pain still hasn't subsided.

"How the hell did I even survive this?", Death Angel thought to himself.

"Even better question, how the fuck did I even end up in bed?"

Death Angel decides maybe a hot shower would do a world of good to stop this madness. He strips down to nothing and begins to lather himself up. No sooner the unbearable pain begins to flare up as the flashbacks continues to plague him further and deeper into his past. A bar of soap drops to the shower floor as he slowly slides to the floor, water draining down, his hands on his head as he tries to stop the pain.


*Flashback 3*

Dana's court proceedings had been postponed until next week. Arlene Russo was quickly restrained and arrested for attempted murder, possession of a weapon, and conspiracy. Oh let's not forget adultery. Adultery only in the eyes to those close to the family; no less.


Andrew Savage is laying in a hospital room. A bandage is wrapped around his head where the bullet had struck him. His beloved grandmother sit next to his bed taking vigil for the last 2 nights hoping he would survive. His mother, Dana was granted temporary release from the county jail to spend time with her son in the hospital.

The doctor had told them the bullet had grazed his temple and would recover. However, the impact of the bullet graze had caused some trauma to his brain. Unsure how much damage it caused, and the MRIs and CAT scans showed no significant damages. He was confident he would be OK. Or so he thought ...

By the week's end, Andrew was deemed fit & well enough to go home but is ordered more bed rest. There was no longer a need for him to be at the courthouse because the trial is about to go into deliberations. Lawyers from both sides have stated their arguments and the jury is prepared to bring this difficult trail to a close.

The jury was in deliberations for nearly a week before they have come to a final verdict. A phone rings as Andrew's grandfather answers it.

Voice on other end : The jury has made a decision. The court will resume promptly at 1 o'clock sharp.

Grandfather : It's time. They've come to a decision.

Grandmother [sighs nervously] : It's about time. But what about Andrew?

Grandfather : I'll stay with him. You go.

Andrew : No. I want to go. I need to know what will happen to mom.

Grandmother : Now, now. I want you to stay here with you grandpa. Don't you worry about a thing. I'm sure everything will be alright.

Andrew [angrily] : NO !! I'm going! She's my mother and I have a right to know what's going to hear what they have to say!

A shock comes over his grandparents because of the tone of his voice. Shocked because he's never talked sharply to his grandparents. Shocked because he demanded to be there.

Grandmother [taken aback] : Fine. You shall come. On one condition. You will not speak to reporters before or after the trial is over. Understood ?

Andrew : Yes, m'am.

Later at the courthouse ....

Members of the jury emerged from the Juror's Room and take their places in the jury box.

Court matron : All rise. The court is now in session.

Judge : Please be seated. Have the jury come to a verdict?

Head Juror : Yes, your Honor.

Judge : Very well.

The Head Juror hands the verdict to the court matron who hands it to the judge.

Judge : Will the defendant please rise.

The air is thick of anxiety as the judge prepares to read the verdict.

Judge : The Court has found the defendant, Ms Dana Savage...

Not Guilty of all charges. This court is now adjourned. Ms Savage, you're free to go and Godspeed.

The courtroom erupted in mixed reactions of gladness, joy, and shock.

Dana thanked the lawyers and turns to hug her family. Andrew rushed over the barricade wraps his arms around her waist, burying his face to her side, sobbing.

Dana [tearfully] : Oh baby, it's all over now. Mama's coming home. Now we can live our life back to where we were.

Andrew : Can we stay with gramma? I don't want to go back home.

Grandmother : Of course you can. We've got plenty of room.

Dana : Oh Mom. I wouldn't want to impose ...

Grandmother : Nonsense. Your father & I have talked it over and ...

Dana : No. I really don't want to. I need my space and privacy.

Andrew : Pleeeeease, mom? I want to stay with gramma.

Dana : I'm sorry, Andrew. We can't.

Grandmother : Very well. What if we told you that you will be our new neighbors?

Dana : I don't understand?

Grandmother : The house next door has been up for sale for quite some time. Your father & I have bought the house as rental property. If you'd like, you can move in and pay the mortgage.

Andrew : Oh boy! Can we, mom? I really don't want to go back home.

Dana : What about my home? I still owe money on the house.

Grandmother : Sell it. Whatever profit you end up with, you can use it towards the mortgage and refinance.

Dana : I ...I don't know.

Grandmother : It's your choice.

Andrew : Pleeaase, mom?

Dana : OK. On one condition, I don't want help paying the mortgage.

Grandmother [smiles]: Deal.


Fast forward 15 years later.

The trial against Arlene Russo has ended with a guilty verdict and she was sentenced to 10 years in prison due temporary insanity. Arlene Russo, now divorced from her husband of 25 years is now alone and living in an apartment somewhere in New York Mills.

One day, she was grocery shopping at a local P&C grocery store and is spotted by a familiar face. Andrew Savage. He is now 28 years old. He had recently been honorably discharged from the Navy S.E.A.L.S. and is currently working for a construction company working with sheet rock and electrical.

He motions towards the Produce section where she is picking out tomatoes.

Andrew : Hello, Arlene.

Arlene [warily] : I'm sorry, do I know you?

Andrew : You don't recognize me?

Arlene : Sorry, no I don't.

Andrew : I'm Andrew Savage. You know? You tried to kill me in court while I was in the box?

Arlene [surprised] : Oh my god! Andrew! How are you? You .. you looks great.

Andrew : Thank you. So do you. How have you been?

Arlene : I'm fine. Of course I've just got out of prison two years ago.

Andrew : I know...

Arlene [awkwardly] : Look, I'm sorry about that whole affair thing and me trying to kill you. At the time, I didn't know what was going through my mind.

Andrew : Don't worry about it. It's fine. Really.

Arlene [smiles] : I'll make it up to you. How's your mom?

Andrew : She's fine. She's in the nursing home now. Grandpa's been gone for 5 years now. Grandma's doing fine.

Arlene : So I've heard. I'm sorry for your loss. He was a good man.

Andrew : Well, I guess I'll be seeing you.

Arlene [smiles slightly] : Ok... bye.

Andrew starts to walk away and Arlene feeling wracked with guilt starts to speak.

Arlene [nervously] : Andrew? Would you like to join me for dinner?

Andrew : Sure? When?

Arlene : How about tonight? I'm making my famous spaghetti sauce with meatballs.

Andrew : Sure!

Arlene : Splendid! How does 6 o'clock sounds to you?

Andrew [smiles] : I'll be there.

Andrew exchanged pleasantries and walks away to continue his grocery shopping.

Arlene [angrily mutters to herself] : And you shall. Now I'll finish what I've started, you fucking little bastard !


[fade out]