In an apartment building, a man in his mid-30s is waking up from his bed. He yawns as he sits up. He stands up from his bed, and walks to a radio. He turns it on, and plays rock music as he goes to the bathroom. He takes a hot shower, and brushes his teeth. After that, he dresses up nicely in a suit. He eats his breakfast. After finishing his breakfast, he cleans his dish, and walks in his living room. His music continues playing as he picks up his watch, and sunglasses. He then gets his wallet, and takes some money from his little safe. He takes out two 5s, a ten, and two 20s, and puts them in his wallet. He sighs, and walks to the door as he puts on his sunglasses. He opens the door, and walks out of his apartment. He locks the door, and leaves the building. He makes it outside, and walks to his car. He gets in, starts it, and drives away. He looks at the city he's living in. The whole place is going through a lot of rough things. That's why he joined the police force five years ago. His name is Angel. He has been living in this city all his life. He has a father. His mother died from a sickness when he was six years old. His father raised him. He met another woman when Angel was 19. Angel gotten close to her, and his father married her when Angel was 24.
Angel: (Sighs) Man, headaches.
He rubs his head as he drives. He remembers what happened three years ago. His stepmother, Jill Tuck, who was pregnant with his father's baby, lost the baby due to a miscarriage. It tored his father apart, and their marriage ended after that. Angel rarely sees to his father now. He still talks to him though. On a flashback, he remembers running to the hospital to see them. He runs through the hospital to make it to the room. He finds them. His father, John, sees him coming in. He looks at him, and shakes his head. Angel sits by Jill, and sobs, knowing that he just lost a sibling. Jill looks at him, with tears coming out of her eyes.
Jill: All I wanted to do was help them.
John: You can't help them. They have to help themselves.
His father stands up from his seat, and throws away something in the trash can. Angel watches him as he walks to the window. Angel stands up, and walks to his father. John looks at him, and holds his arm. Angel then starts sobbing, and hugs his dad tight. John hugs him back.
Angel: I wanted...to be the perfect brother...
John: I know, Angel. I know you did.
The flashback ends, and Angel makes it to the police station. He parks the car in the parking lot, and gets out. He sighs, and walks inside. An officer sees him.
Officer: Morning, detective Kramer.
Angel: Morning, Jeremy. Is detective Kerry in yet?
Jeremy: Yes, she is. She's in her office.
Angel: Thank you.
He walks off to her office. He passes by some offices, and finds his partner's office. He knocks on the door.
Woman's voice: Come on in.
Angel opens the door, and walks in. His partner, and girlfriend, Allison Kerry is sitting down on a desk, writing paperwork. She sees him, and smiles.
Allison: Hey, Angel.
Angel: Hey, Allison. (Sighs)
Allison: Another rough night?
Angel: Sort of. It's really hard to let go of the past. My family has been falling apart for years. My father's side of the family.
Allison: Angel, I know it's hard. But your stepmother's business is still going on. And she needs your help, like always.
Angel looks at her, and smiles. She smiles back, and walks to him. She hugs him, and he hugs her back.
Angel: Anyway, there's something I do need to tell you though.
Allison: What's that?
Angel: Whenever I go to a crime scene, I find myself...imaging all the things that the victims went through, like I can see what's going on with them, like I'm at the scene.
Allison: (Looks at him) That's...such a rare gift.
Angel: I know. I don't know how, but maybe I'm...special or something. I really don't know how to explain it. That's why I kept it to myself for a while, until I needed to tell somebody about it.
Allison: Well, you know you can always tell me everything.
Angel: Because you're the one I trust the most.
She smiles, and kisses him on the lips. He kisses her back. They kiss for a moment, and end the kiss. They smile at each other, and she walks back to her desk. Just then, someone else comes knocking on the door. They both look, and see it's a friend of theirs. His name is Fisk, and he's a detective too.
Fisk: Kerry, Angel, I need you both to come with me. A body's been found.
They both look at him. They follow him out of the station, and he takes them to a crime scene. Crime scene photographers are taking pictures of the body. Fisk, Allison, and Angel arrive at the scene. Angel looks at the body as Fisk talks. The body is trapped in a tangle of razor wires.
Fisk: This man is a drug addict, who was arrested a few times. He was released from jail three weeks ago. Some people found the body in a old bed in a destroyed car.
Angel looks at the face, and recognizes him.
Angel: I know who he is. His name is Cecil Adams, one of my stepmother's patients, and the one who robbed it.
Allison: Wait. You mean, this is the guy who was the caused of your stepmother's miscarriage?
Angel: Yeah. When I caught him, he was sentenced to 15 years, but it reduced to 5 on a technicality.
Fisk: Well, then I'd say justice was served.
Angel: Yeah, it was. (Looks at the body) Wait.
He walks to the body, and looks at something on it.
Angel: Allison, look at this.
She walks to him, and kneels down with him. They see a piece of flesh is cut from his arm, like a puzzle piece.
Allison: What the heck? What is this?
Angel: I don't know. It must be a sign or something.
Angel then decides to use his gift. He touches the body, and closes his eyes. He opens them, and finds himself in a room. He then sees Cecil, and he's a seat, trapped, with his arms stabbed with razor blade restraints, his legs restraint, and a set of knives is in front of his face. Cecil is looking at someone, like he's looking at Angel. Then, Angel hears a sinister voice.
Voice: I want to play a game.
Angel looks around, but can't see anyone. He looks at Cecil.
Voice: Your life is a lie, Cecil. Now comes your moment of truth. As a drug adduct and a thief...you preyed on the kindness of others to fuel your addiction. Today, we bring the ugliness inside you out into the open. Now, in order for you to stay alive, we have to match your face with the ugliness of your soul.
Cecil screams as he looks at the knives. Angel, for some reason, is finding this relaxing, like he's glad to see that Cecil is suffering for what he has done to his stepmother.
Voice: You just lean forward...into the knifes, with your face...press hard enough...and you will release the arms and leg restraints that bind you. Press hard, though...and you'll be free.
Cecil: You--you sick freak! Screw you!
Voice: Or...you can sit idly and bleed out...on the floor. Live or die, Cecil. Make your choice.
Cecil: Screw you, you sick freak! Help!
Angel watches as Cecil then presses his face against the knives, and bleeds as he presses hard. He starts screaming in agony and pain as the blades cut his face. Then, the chair collapses, and he falls down on the floor. He is free. He holds his face to try to stop the bleeding. He stands up, and looks at where Angel is standing.
Cecil: Ohh...you're dead! You're freaking dead! Ha ha! Freaking dead!
He charges at Angel, who moves aside, and Cecil falls into the tangle of razor wires. He's screaming in great agony as he struggles to get out of the wires. Angel watches this. He sighs, and closes his eyes. He opens them, and finds himself back in the crime scene. He looks at Kerry.
Angel: Allison, he didn't die here. He died somewhere else, and was dumped here. I think we've got a killer out here.
She nods at this, and they both stand up. Looks like the police got some work to do.
Here's the first chapter of Son of Jigsaw: Saw. Looks like like Angel is about to take his case on the Jigsaw murders. And Allison Kerry is his girlfriend. And he has a gift that allows him to see what the victims went through on the traps. Pretty cool, huh? Let me know what you all think of the chapter. I hope you'll like it. Vote, review, and comment. Thank you.