Author's Note:
NOTE: THERE ARE SPOILERS TO ALL OF THE SAW MOVIES.
Hello! If you don't know me, or haven't read any of my stories, I'm Xpyro125.
I write Corpse Party: Reform, and Corpse Party Reform: The War Of Musume, and with this story, I want to take a bit of a different approach.
(By the way, I seriously recommend you read those two, they're my best stories. Yes, shameless self-advertising.)
I love Saw, and I decided to read some of the stories. And I've decided to make one of my own. (As if I didn't already have enough on my plate...)
In this, some parts will take place while the characters are adults, but most of them will be in present time.
Also, this is an AU where John Kramer (Jigsaw) doesn't die from Jeff killing him, or cancer. - SPOILERS for Saw III.
And where Jill (John's ex-wife in the canon) doesn't miscarry Gideon. - Spoilers for Saw VI.
It'll also may or may not have a spoiler for a sequel to one of my stories which you'll completely forget about the spoiler. XD
Now I have one last thing to say.
I want to play a game.
Oh yeah DISCLAIMER: I only own my OCs.
But seriously, I want to play a game.
Chapter 1: Will Kramer, Heir Of The Legacy (Present)
He woke up and stretched his arms. He got up, and put on a dark red shirt, the color of blood. It had a black dragon on the right side, going three quarters of the way down his shirt. He put on a pair of jeans and his black shoes. Dress shoes, the fancy kind of shoes, but he wore them all the time.
He brushed his dark brown hair, and sprayed cologne on himself.
"Will! You're going to be late!" His mother said.
"Don't worry, mom, I'm just about done!" Will replied.
Will Kramer, grandson of John Kramer- the Jigsaw killer.
He grabbed a black knife- that had a blue design with a black scorpion on the side of it- and put it in his pocket.
He walked downstairs and kissed his mother goodbye. The bus arrived, and he got on it, then he sat next to his friend, Sophia Allen.
She had bleach blonde hair- that was almost white, but you could see the blonde color- and icy blue eyes.
"You got here at the last minute, as usual." Sophia smiled.
"Don't I always?" Will replied rhetorically.
"Truth be told." She replied.
"So, how's things going at home?" He asked.
Her smile faded.
"My dad said he'd turn a new leaf last month, but he didn't." Sophia replied.
"He still hits you?" Will said, angered by her father's habit.
"And my mother." Sophia replied. "He still drinks too, he still smokes."
"Do you... Love him? You know, as a father?" Will asked.
"... I really try, and I could say no. I'd mean it, but I still do." Sophia replied.
Will nodded, and he looked at her.
"You know I hate what he does." Will said.
"Of course I know, you've voiced your opinion to him and my mom so many times to where you're not even allowed near my house anymore..." Sophia replied.
"I wish she'd divorce him." Will said.
"Will... He's still my father." Sophia said.
"Well, he's a really shitty father... Sorry." Will said.
"It's okay. It's not your fault, and I'm okay if you voice your opinion." Sophia replied.
WiThe bus got to the school, and when it got there Will got a text on his phone.
"After school, come to the lake at 7. Tell your mother you'll be going on a walk. You go on them often."
It simply said 'Unknown', but usually it'd have the number. He didn't respond and he put it in his pocket.
For now, he'd go to science and learn about chemistry. He was an exceptional student, and he had gotten into chemistry in 10th grade.
He could drive, he even had a car, but he didn't want to waste its gas. Not to mention, he liked talking with Sophia.
Will walked to the lake, and he still had his knife on him. He saw an old man with white hair, who looked... Familiar.
"Hello, Will. I want to play a game." The man said.
"Who are you?" Will asked.
"My name is John." He replied.
"That's not what I meant." Will said.
"Since you needed to ask, you weren't ready to know." John merely replied.
Will had never met his grandfather, so it wasn't surprising that he was suspicious.
"However, I need you to follow me." John said.
Will followed, and he questioned himself.
"Why the fuck am I following him? He could be trying to kill me..." Will thought.
John led him to his car.
"Get in." John said, and Will got in the passenger side.
"Who are you?" Will asked again.
"Someone who makes people appreciate their lives. If they survive the game." John replied.
Will perked up.
"Relax, you're not in danger. I mean bad people. Killers, drug dealers, etc." John added.
He sat back down in his seat, but was still ready to jump out at any moment.
They got to a house.
"Stay there." John said.
Will debated on running as John got out. He texted Sophia.
"So, anything new with you?" He texted.
"Nope. Can't talk right now." She replied.
"Alright, see you." Will texted, and he put away his phone.
"Who's this?" Another man asked.
"This is Will. You remember him, right?" John replied.
"What?! I've never seen this man in my life!" Will thought.
"... Yeah. As a little... Baby, though." The other man replied.
"What do you mean, as a little baby?" Will asked.
"Exactly what he said. He was there when you were born. But you probably don't remember." John answered.
The other man got in the back.
"Yeah, I don't remember." Will said.
"Will, this is Mark Hoffman." John said.
John drove them to another building and he made a motion to Mark. Mark went into the house, and Will simply sat there.
Will heard a scream and a thud, then Mark came back, dragging a man into the back.
"Is he dead?!" Will asked.
"No. Unconscious." Mark replied.
He put the man in the trunk, and they drove to an abandoned building. At that time Will got a text from his mother asking him where he was, and he responded with 'still on my walk, it'll likely be a long walk.'
"Texting your mother." John said.
"Yeah... It's not your business though." Will said.
"Oh, it is. Your father is named Gideon." John replied.
"How do you know my father's name?!" Will asked, getting angry.
"Sit back down." Mark said, holding a gun to Will.
"Mark, don't hold a gun to him. Not him." John said, and Mark put the gun down. "I know your father, on a very personal level.
I'll tell you more once we're inside."
They stopped at an abandoned building and they went inside. Will picked up a file.
"John Kramer... You know my grandfather? But... He died..." Will said.
"... He is not dead." John replied. "Your mother told you he was, but he's not."
"How do you know?!" Will asked, and he walked up to John.
"You should work on your anger." John said.
"Answer the fucking question." Will said.
"You're not in any position to be threatening him." Mark said, holding up the pistol.
"Put it down." John said, and Mark did as such.
"I know because I am your grandfather." John said, and Will's eyes widened.
"So... My mother lied to me?!" He said.
"No. I've convinced everyone that I'm dead." John replied. "There's something I need to show you."
He walked to a desk where there were files of many of the Jigsaw victims.
"All of these people..." Will said, having learned about it in history.
"Were tested. Some of them survived. Few, but some." John replied.
"What do you mean 'tested'?" Will asked. "They were killed!"
"They were tested, to see if they were worthy of the life they had." John said.
"How can you say that?!" Will asked.
"The answer is simple. Everyone has twisted my motives. However, every victim who died has done wrong and were ungrateful of their lives. The point of the game is for them to live, and appreciate their life. And for them to fix where they went wrong." John said.
"... My god..." Will said, stepping back. "This isn't right!"
"I'm making people appreciate their lives." John said. "Mark, set Derek up for the game."
Mark put the man, 'Derek', in a room and set up the trap, then walked out. Derek woke up and the tape played.
"Hello Derek. I want to play a game. For years you have gotten away with molesting girls and raping women. Your lawyer, Art Blank always got you out of the sentence, and you walked away free. But now, you will have to do without being so touchy. It is simple. The device before you will cut off your hands, and you will be forced to bleed five pints of blood so you can learn your lesson. And there is another device below you to, well, you know all too well. You must give up the things that make you monster so you can move on. You have sixty seconds. If you do not do that, the device on your head will screw all the way in and you will die. Live or die, make your choice." The tape said.
"Holy shit..." Will said.
The man, 'Derek', put his hands in the device and pressed the buttons. The blades (rotating circular saws) on the device came together, and they cut his hands off. He screamed relentlessly, and realized what the lower device was for.
"Are you fucking crazy?! I can't- I can't do that shit! This isn't funny! HELP!" He screamed.
He kept screaming how he couldn't and for help until the timer ran out. The screws went all the way into his head until he hit the ground.
He was dead, and he bled all over the floor.
"... What the fuck was...?" Will said.
"If you look on the bright side, he will never ruin another woman's life again." John said.
"As true as that is... You still killed someone!" Will said.
"He was too weak to survive." John replied, and he sent Mark in to cut the jigsaw shape off of Derek's flesh.
"Too weak to survive?!" Will said. "That's fucking crazy!"
"I brought you here for a reason. To be my next apprentice." John replied.
"What?!" Will said, and he stepped back. "And what if I say no?!"
"If you say no, everything will be normal. However, you can not tell the cops about anything. Mark will know, and they- along with you and anyone who knows what you said- will die." John said. "So say nothing, not even to your mother, because we will know if you speak one word to anyone. Literally, anyone."
Will thought it over.
"I'll give you some time to think about it." John said.
"Isn't there another way? Or can you at least make the traps so that they'll live?" Will asked.
"They won't learn the lesson. They'll go back to what they all did before." John replied.
"..."
He looked back at the body, and thinking about what Derek did, he was... Actually, slightly fascinated with the sort of justice and lesson they'd teach.
"Is there an easy way out for me if I say yes?" Will asked.
"Yes, but only if you play a game." John replied. "If you endure it, you will be my apprentice, and you will have an easy way out. Nobody would ever know you were involved."
"..." He kept thinking about it.
Derek had ruined many women's lives, and he hated it. And then... He thought about Sophia.
"What exactly is the game?" Will asked.
"You are to give a pint of blood." John replied.
"... Alright." Will said.
John led Will to the setup and Will sat in the chair. Mark walked in and stabbed Will gently, but firmly with a dagger causing his eyes to widen.
He was stabbed in the elbow, and it was a shallow wound. John stuck the needle in, and he got the pint, then bandaged his elbow.
"Simple. You have passed your test." John said.
"Why such an easy test though...?" Will asked.
"Because you have a long life ahead of you, and it is one that you appreciate. You appreciate and make the best of your life.
And you've done no really bad things. Nothing really bad at least." John replied.
Will got up, and John started to drive him back. (Without Mark.)
"You are to be the heir to my legacy." John said.
"... I suppose so." Will replied.
"I have someone who will 'take care' of Mark when you're in your prime." John said.
"Huh?" Will said.
"Mark killed my wife since she knew too much. So, I have someone who will kill Mark when you are capable of carrying out my legacy. But you must always remember the moral standard. My previous apprentice Amanda, and Mark forgot." John continued.
"What happened to Amanda?" Will asked.
"She was killed by a test subject. Who later died by a gunshot mere minutes after. Not even." John replied.
"Damn." Will said.
"This is my number. 879-9070-2256." John said.
"An extra number?" Will asked.
"Yes, so that I won't be contacted randomly." John said.
"Seems reasonable." Will said, and the car stopped at the lake.
"Walk back home, and don't tell anyone about what happened." John said.
"Alright... See you... Grandpa." Will said.
"Just call me John." John replied, and Will got out, then John drove away.
Will got home, and it was 9:30 PM.
"Long walk, son." Gideon said.
"Yep, how was work?" Will asked.
"Good, though my coworker was fired for sleeping with my boss's wife, so that was dramatic." Gideon replied.
"What's for dinner, mom?" Will asked.
"Making chicken cutlets." She replied.
Her name was Anna. Anna Kramer, to be precise. Though her maiden name was Anna Johnson.
"Sounds great." Will said.
He went upstairs to his room, and he sat on his bed. He and Sophia were neighbors, literally next to each other. He started to relax when he heard yelling.
"Her father..." Will thought.
He listened as Sophia's father said how she was worthless and a bad daughter, despite it not being true. Will kept getting angrier with everything her father said, until one thing made him snap.
"It'd be better if you were dead! Never born in the first place!" He yelled.
Will clenched his fists, and called the number John gave him.
"Calling so soon?" John asked.
"Hey, John, I think I know someone who wants to play a game. I'll explain more tomorrow when we meet, alright?" Will said.
"Sounds good." John replied, and he hung up.
Will deleted the call. He was sick of Sophia's father, and all of his shit. And now he'd pay.
Will was actually hoping he'd die, so Sophia and her mother wouldn't have to suffer.
Will got on the bus, and he saw Sophia clenching her ribs.
"You didn't hear anything... Did you?" Sophia asked.
"... All too much." Will replied. "It needs to end."
"Will, don't even think about it." Sophia said.
"I don't have anything to think about, because the only thing I can do is wait." Will said. "And everything he said. It wasn't true, and you better believe that."
"..." She was looking out the window.
"Do you want to change the subject?" Will asked.
"Please... Just stay out of it." Sophia said. "I deserve it."
"No you don't, you haven't done anything wrong." Will said. "Stop trying to justify what he did."
"... You wouldn't know." Sophia said.
"We've been best friends since we were children, I'd know." Will said. "And even if there's some sort of reason, he shouldn't resort to hitting you, or your mother. There's a fine line between discipline and abuse."
"... Just stay out of it." Sophia said.
"I can't get into it." Will said.
"Don't let it kill you, I'll survive." Sophia replied.
"It won't kill me." Will said.
Mark got back into the car with three bodies in the back.
"What's with three bodies...?" Will asked.
"With everything you've told me, I've decided to make this game 'fun for the whole family'." John replied.
"Put Sophia and her mother back!" Will said.
"Can't." Mark said. "The game is the game."
John drove them to the abandoned building.
"John, Mark, don't fucking do it." Will said.
"They are to be tested." John said, and they went inside. "She won't know you are my apprentice, she won't know you're here. Neither will her mother."
Mark set up the trap.
The three eventually woke up, and the tape played.
"Erik, Sarah, Sophia. I want to play a game. For years of your life, Sarah, and for your daughter's whole life, this man you call a husband and a father has ruthlessly beaten you until you almost died. You never told anyone. Neither of you, and he never stopped. Now, you have the choice to turn your lives around. The devices above you will fall, cutting your face off if you two don't press the buttons in front of you. However, if you both do, your father's ribcage will be ripped open, killing him. If one of you presses the button only, he will live, and the one who pressed the button will also live. You have two minutes to make a choice. Live or die, make your choice." The tape said.
"What the fuck?! Fucking bastard of a friend must've told the cops!" Erik said.
"The cops wouldn't do this!" Sophia said.
"Sophia... Maybe... Maybe it's time we end this." Sarah said, and she pressed the button.
"Are you crazy, woman?! I'LL DIE!" Erik said.
"It's better than my daughter! And maybe she'll have a good life after this! Sophia, press the button!" Sarah said.
"... Mom, are you seriously going to kill dad? I... I... I can't..." Sophia said.
"Shut down the test! Shut it down!" Will said.
"There is no going back." John said.
"SHUT THE FUCKING TEST DOWN!" Will yelled.
The walls were soundproof, so they couldn't hear.
"Sophia, press the button!" Sarah said.
"You're a bitch! Fuck you, woman!" Erik said.
"..."
"Do it!" Sarah said.
"... And kill dad?" Sophia asked.
"You can't die... I can't live without you!" Sarah said.
"You can't live without me either!" Erik yelled.
"Watch me live an amazing life while you burn in hell!" Sarah said.
They were all tied down.
"Sixty seconds." John said.
"STOP THE TEST!" Will yelled, and he started to panic.
"I can't..." Sophia said.
"SHUT THE TEST DOWN!" Will yelled.
"I can't kill dad..." Sophia said.
"Neither of you have anything to live for anyways!" Erik said.
"Thirty seconds." John said.
"PRESS THE BUTTON SOPHIA!" Will yelled.
"Sophia, you'll die... Think of everyone who'll miss you... What about Will, and Chad, and Abby, and Toby?" Sarah asked.
"..."
"Fifteen seconds." John said.
"PRESS THE BUTTON!" Will yelled, and he punched the wall. "PRESS THE BUTTON, DAMN IT! I REFUSE TO KILL YOU!"
"Ten seconds." John said.
"Sophia... Please... For me..." Sarah said.
"Don't listen to her! She's a fucking whore!" Erik yelled.
"Five seconds." John said.
"I'm sorry..." Sophia said, crying.
She pressed the button, and his ribcage was torn open, making blood and gore splatter all over the room, and on them too.
"One-way glass is an amazing tool." John said. "You can see them, but they can't see you."
"Thank god..." Will said.
"... I'm sorry, daddy..." Sophia said, still crying.
"... You did the right thing..." Sarah said.
"I just killed daddy!" Sophia said, breaking down.
"Putting in the tranquilizing gas." Mark said, and the two were knocked unconscious.
John drove back to the house, and Mark put Sophia and Sarah on their respective beds.
He got back in the car, and Will got out.
"See you tomorrow." John said, and he drove off.
Will felt guilty for getting Erik killed. He quickly went inside.
"Hey, how was school?" Gideon asked.
"Alright..." Will said, sadly.
"What's wrong?" Anna asked.
"Nothing, mom. I'm just tired." Will said.
It wasn't entirely a lie. He went back up to his room and contemplated if what he did was right. His intentions were in the right place, but that was it.
He drew the blinds, and looked out his window, and he saw Sophia sleeping. He hurt her in ways that if she knew, she'd never forgive him for.
"I'm a monster." He whispered to himself.
Will got on the bus, and Sophia was looking out the window.
"Hey, Sophia." Will said, trying to be upbeat.
"Go sit somewhere else." She said.
"... What?" He said.
"You heard me." She replied.
"What happened? What'd I do?" He asked.
"You know what you did. Y-You had to be involved in my dad's death, that's the only possible way Jigsaw could've known anything!" Sophia said.
"Me?! You know I hate the Jigsaw killer with a passion!" Will said.
"You would've gone to those lengths to get my dad killed, I know it." Sophia said.
"Soph, I swear, I had nothing to do with it." Will said.
"..." She sighed. "Sorry... I'm just, really messed up right now."
Will put his hand on her shoulder, and she looked at him.
"It's alright, it's not your fault." Will said.
"... For one time, I wish it was. No, it was. I could've died instead." Sophia said.
"Don't say that... You're my best friend, I'd hate a world without you." Will said.
"... I know, but it actually is my fault this time. I got him killed. I pressed the button." Sophia said.
"Sophia... Look, I won't bring him up again." Will said. "I hate seeing you hurt."
"Well... This time I didn't wake up getting punched in the ribs, so... It's not entirely bad I guess..." Sophia said, and she smiled at him.
"Plus, now you can come over whenever you want."
"That's great!" Will said.
"Yeah... I guess we're lucky he had a $400,000 life insurance policy. My mom works part time and everything, but you know...
Four hundred K goes a long way." Sophia said.
"I guess so." Will replied.
Will went to study hall and sat at the chairs with Chad, Abby, Toby, Mike, and Sophia.
"Did you hear about her dad, man?" Mike asked.
Mike had messy black hair, and brown eyes.
"Yeah, she told me on the bus..." Will replied.
"No, it's on the news. The Jigsaw Killer struck again, his wife gave details about the whole thing!" Toby said.
Toby had short-ish, but slightly curly-wavy dirty blonde hair and green eyes.
"Does she know who he is?" Will asked.
"Nope, but I'd like to investigate the crime scene. To find out the identity of him and the rest of his 'apprentices'." Chad said.
Chad had messy brown hair and brown eyes.
"You've been hanging around Ethan way too much." Toby said.
Will looked at Sophia. She was sitting on the couch, Abby having her arm around Sophia's shoulder. Abby had neat, long brown hair and brown eyes.
"I think we should get off this subject." Will said, and he sat on the couch.
"Good point. Sorry, Sophia." Toby said.
"Huh?" Sophia said, getting out of her daze.
"So, Abby, how's it feel to be 500 grand richer?" Mike asked.
"Pretty good. Especially when you won it, and another 500 grand with your girlfriend." Abby replied.
"True, I suppose." Mike said. "How is Gail doing, by the way?"
"Good!" Abby replied.
"Hey, Soph, you alright?" Will asked.
"Just zoning out. That's all." Sophia replied, and Will hugged her.
"Look, we're all here for ya, and we'll find that Jigsaw and give 'im and his apprentices the ol' one-two!" Chad said.
"Yeah!" Mike said.
"I thought we were getting off the subject." Will said sternly.
"Sorry bro, memory acted up again." Chad said.
Sophia tried smiling at them, but Will knew it was fake.
He saw Mark Hoffman walk by, and he had been listening in on the conversation. He nodded at Will, letting him know he was doing good.
It was to be a secret after all.
"Hey, we should all meet later at my place, alright?" Sophia said.
"Sounds great!" They all said, and everyone but Will left.
Will walked up to Mark.
"It's settled. You won't make it tonight." Mark said.
"Nope." Will said, and he walked out the door.
"What won't you make it to?" Sophia asked.
"He's helping me study for chemistry. He does forensics after all." Will lied.
"... Alright... I'm just nervous about everything." Sophia said.
"Don't sweat it." Will replied.
Sophia walked into her math class and Will walked into his history class.
"I hate to keep this secret from Sophia... But I can't hurt her again. She didn't kill her father, I did." Will thought.
Will knocked on the door to Sophia's house, and her mother, Sarah answered it.
"Come in, everyone's here." Sarah said, and Will walked in. "They're in her room."
"Thanks." Will said, and he walked up to Sophia's room.
"Hey!" Chad said.
"We decided to invite Diane, Ethan, Ginger, and Gail too." Mike said.
"Pretty crowded, I'll say." Ethan said. "It's good to see you again, Will."
"Good to see you too, man. So, what'd you want to meet up for?" Will asked.
Sophia clenched her fists.
"To find the identity of the Jigsaw killer, and all of his associates." Sophia said.
"Hey, I think this may be something of interest. I found a tape in my binder when I was in math class." Toby said.
"Jigsaw left a tape for you?!" Chad asked.
"Huh?" Abby said.
"Jigsaw uses tapes pretty frequently. Ethan and I did a report on his killings." Ginger said.
"Let's play it!" Mike said, and Chad put it into a tape player.
"Hello Toby. I assume Sophia and everyone else is with you. I just want you to know why I do what I do. I take bad people, criminals. And the people they may have affected, like Sophia and her mother. The tests they go through are to give them a new appreciation of life. And with cases like Erik's, to free you of the crimes he did. To give you a new life that you are happy to live in. People who do not complete their tests... You know. Don't have the survival instinct. They aren't worthy of the life they possess. The point is for these criminals to change, to give them a new outlook on life. But be wary. Secrets and lies are at every turn, and you will soon learn the darker sides of your friends. Watch your friends closely. They're very shady. And whether you can accept it or not is up to you. So, live or die. The choice is yours." The tape said.
~Three hours earlier~
"Put this tape into... Toby's(?) backpack." Mark said.
"Alright." Will said, and he held the tape in his pocket.
Mike and Toby were talking on the couch and their backpacks were behind it. Will put the tape in Toby's binder and walked to get water.
"Well... That's great." Abby said.
"Surely we can't exactly trust each other now." Ethan said. "This is another game of his, I suppose."
"I've already been through one... I don't want to be through another." Sophia said.
"Well, it's simple. If we want to go through with this, we'll have to go through to good, the bad, and the bloody." Ethan said.
"How can you be so calm?" Abby asked.
"I happen to like these types of things. Not in real life of course, but you know." Ethan said.
"Figures, that's Ethan alright." Diane said. "Though I will say, those types of movies are pretty cool."
They discussed it for a long time, however Will didn't say much though.
They all eventually went home, and when Will did, he walked into his room and found a black and red robe.
He put it on, knowing that was the robe that John designed. He took out a sketchpad and started designing traps.
He wasn't really one to draw that much, but he drew trap ideas that were very intricate and detailed.
"They must know nothing of my association with John and Mark. And if they do... I might have to put them to the test." Will said to himself.
"Live or die. The choice is yours. Are you strong enough to burn your ways and leave them behind?"
He kept drawing new traps. He would show them to John and they would be used for tests.
"This is a test to see if you are worthy of the life you possess. So... Let my games begin." Will said, and he pulled up his hood.
"These are to make you change your ways. So, live or die. The choice is yours."