Welcome to my new fanfic
Welcome to my new fanfic! And now, I will be turning over a new leaf. For my past stories, I have been making romance and adventure/romance stories. Now, I'll be trying my luck with horror…bloody horror :). And I will experiment with Saw.
This is my version of Saw. I wont be following the characters, but the story plot is the same as the movie. Hope you like it
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A Children's Game
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The Hunt Begins
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The heavy rain thudded against the windows of the Strandom asylum as a girl about 13 years old sat on a her bed, huddling under the blood-stained sheets with her back against the splintered wooden headboard, reading a musty collection of fairytales.
Her fingers traced over the yellowed page as she read every word with a mix of both interest and disinterest.
"And they all lived happily ever after…" muttered Sarah Vladimir. Her lips parted into an evil grin. She closed the heavy book.
"It's too bad the people who've crossed the Vladimirs haven't had happy endings," she said smirking.
The Vladimirs have been charged with murder and arson several times ever since Sarah was 8 years old. But being in prison hasn't held them back. They were as clever as they were insane. They once even killed all their cellmates in one night. That is why they were placed into Strandom, one of the most highly secured asylums in all of America that only hold the most dangerous and insane criminals (some of which have died by whatever reason, either by starvation or suicide)
No one has ever broken out of here. Ever.
Until now.
Still wearing the evil grin on her face, Sarah slid off the bed and swiftly made it her way to the heavily bolted door. She took her worn out, one-eyed teddy bear and took out a razor blade from the bear's overalls.
Flicking the blade open, she jabbed the blade into the little slot between the door and the wall and worked her way downwards slowly and silently. Since the state didn't bother to upgrade the security technology of the asylum, the only security they had left was heavy metal. Unfortunately, they haven't figured out the brilliance of any Vladimir.
As soon as she heard a faint click from inside the door, Sarah silently pushed the heavy door open and crept outside.
Two floors up, she did the same process to another heavy door and it opened without so much as a creak. Inside sat a boy about 16, staring through the broken window, blood trickling his arm.
"I knew you would figure it out one day," murmured the boy. Sarah smiled.
"Why couldn't you do it?" she asked. The boy gazed at his bleeding arm.
"The blade broke," he said "While I was trying to fit it in the hole…"
"Next time, use a thinner one," replied Sarah "Come on Jonathan, let's go."
The boy turned to her and grinned evilly, his long black hair concealing the cut on his lip.
"Yes lets," he whispered.
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The top floor held only the most insane and dangerous of the residents here. There were only three people here; two men and a woman. One man died while the woman was still here, cackling her head off.
The second man, though, didn't make a sound.
Many presumed him dead, but that wasn't the case of Sarah and Jonathan.
The door they tried to open was a little bit difficult than their own. Sarah, who was left to solve the door, used thin knife after thin knife to open the door, but it remained locked.
She heard footsteps coming from the stairs. She froze and listened carefully, but calmed down as she recognized her brother's footsteps.
"Where were you?" she demanded.
"I took care of the so called 'guards'," he replied as he dumped the empty revolver into a bag and wiped his knife on his shirt "How are we doing?"
"Stupid door won't open," muttered Sarah trying to clean off the scratch marks on her blade. Rolling his eyes, he took out a grenade and bit off the tab. Pulling Sarah to a corner, Jonathan waited for the explosion.
It wasn't so strong, but it was able to shake the whole floor. Bits of ceiling came down from the impact.
"Are you crazy?!" hissed Sarah.
"Relax," replied Jonathan "All the guards are dead remember?"
"You could've killed daddy!" she said angrily.
"Now THERES a shocker," said Jonathan rolling his eyes again. They slowly made their way towards the room. The door was on the ground and the hole lead to a dark and haunted room.
"Father?" called Jonathan.
"I'm here son," replied a soft voice.
"Come on daddy, I wanna go home," said Sarah in a spoiled voice "Let's go hunting again!" She picked up a top hat on the side table and waved it in the air.
A man wearing a tight straight jacket on the far side of the room smiled evilly and looked up at his children with evil glee.
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"So father, who do we hunt first?" asked Jonathan as they stepped out of the car, whose tires were red from the people they ran over.
"How about the president?" suggested Sarah hugging her teddy bear tightly.
"You wish," said Jonathan playfully reaching for the bear. Sarah quickly drew out her blade.
"Touch Francis and one of your fingers comes off," she warned. Jonathan smirked, cocking his gun.
"Children, stop!" commanded their father, Isaac "You are not here to kill each other. We are here to silence people."
"You didn't answer my question yet," said Jonathan "Who do we silence?"
"The president sounds fun," suggested Sarah again.
"No Sarah," said Isaac disapprovingly "But, you do know the 6 richest families in this neighbor hood, don't you?"
"Why them?" asked Sarah, still sour that her choice wasn't picked.
"Yeah they haven't done anything scandalous yet," agreed Jonathan.
"Remember our motto children," reminded Isaac "There is not such thing as justice. No one is innocent. Everyone is a criminal."
He took out the dusty house keys and fitted one into the rusty lock. The inside of the mansion looked dark and empty. The children grinned ready to open the secrets hidden in the house once again.
"Let the hunt begin," whispered Isaac as he turned the key.
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Hope you liked it!! Oh yeah, don't forget to give suggestions if I need to improve. NO flames accepted. Thanks!
P.S. Its just the beginning. It isn't like Saw yet, but just wait. It will become like it in the succeeding chapters. And the cut on Jonathan's lip is like the cuts on the Joker's lips in the Dark Knight. I won't say why though. :)
