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+stabathonhost

On April 15th 2011, the town of Woodsboro, California was once again devastated by brutal murders. The massacre had started a day before, and ended with a bloodbath at 329 Whispering Lane. The murders were committed by Jill Roberts and Trevor Sheldon.

There were only two survivors. Charlie Walker and Kirby Reed. The legendary Sidney Prescott was killed by Jill. They fought and killed Jill and Trevor. 

At least that's what they told everyone.

Jill Roberts had been on the verge of insanity for a long time. Her mother was always going on about how special and heroic Sidney was. Sidney was Jill's cousin, and the entire Roberts family admired her. Jill grew up listening to everyone go on about Sidney Prescott.

Jill despised her. As she grew older, her hatred grew stronger. By the time she was sixteen, she wanted to tear the survivor to shreds. She wanted to stab her and watch her slowly as she begged for mercy. That's when Jill turned to Charlie Walker. He was a boy who had obvious family issues. He also had a puppy dog crush on a girl who was way out of his league. Jill used all of this against him. 

But she didn't know that he was leaking all of her plans to Kirby Reed, the girl Charlie was in love with.

Kirby was shocked. She couldn't believe that Jill would ever dream of doing something like this. But she believed Charlie. She didn't know why. She was closer to Jill, the two girls had been best friends since they were five. But she believed Charlie. There had always been something about Jill. Kirby always knew there was something sinister bubbling underneath the surface.

So, she and Charlie formed a plan. A plan to survive. A plan to become famous. A plan to become heroes. Charlie would continue being Jill's puppet, but he would also continue telling Kirby everything. He would follow the plan and do everything Jill said. He killed Marnie Cooper, Olivia Morris, Rebecca Walters, and Robbie Mercer. He stabbed Kirby in the stomach. He didn't stab her so deep she would bleed out, but he stabbed her good enough. 

The finale happened. Jill ranted to Sidney. Jill and Sidney were killed by Charlie. Surprisingly, Jill's death had been easy. She had been so busy staring at Sidney with an expression of true hatred that she hadn't even noticed Charlie point the gun at the side of her head. Sidney's death had also been easy. She had already been stabbed in the stomach, and was weak.

Kirby hobbled up the stairs, holding her bloody stomach, grimacing. She could hear the sirens from a few blocks away. They would be hear in several minutes. She quickly scanned the room, biting her lip at Jill, Sidney, and Trevor's dead bodies. 

"I guess we beat ourselves up now." Kirby said. She would get some fingernail scratches on her face using Trevor's hand and then fall onto the glass table. 

[thesarcasticnerd]

+stabathonhost

It was a Friday night, and Robbie was bored. He wasn't in the mood to rewatch a Halloween or Friday the 13th film. So, he decided to head to the film store in hopes that they would somehow have a horror movie that he hadn't seen. Besides, he also needed to buy the Carrie remake. 

Robbie walked into the film store, heading straight for the horror movie aisle. The Carrie remake was one of the first movies he saw, because it was brand new. That's when he saw him.

Charlie Walker.

The boy who had stabbed him multiple times.

The boy who had almost killed him. 

The boy who had once been his best friend.

Charlie Walker was standing right in front of him, and Robbie felt as if someone had just punched him in the gut. Robbie had dreamed of this moment for years. He had dreamed of what he was going to say to his former best friend. In his dreams, he had been tough. He had yelled, and had punched Charlie.

But Robbie wasn't tough. And all he could do was stare at Charlie like an idiot for a minute. "I'm surprised they released you from the mental asylum." The film nerd finally says, his voice nearly cracks, but he composes himself.

[metuere-now-exspiritment]

thecumbermaster said: Me. It’s me.

stabathonhost said: He’s the monster that lives under your bed.

Should I even be surprised.