Here's my first chapter. This is not gonna be like my last story A Death Rate so you know. It's gonna be like...can't explain it, you'll have to read the story. After I came up with A Death Rate, I thought about this story. It's really cool. I just love having someone die in general. Review please!!
You can hear the fire drill go off as the students run across the hall outside. A teacher is standing in the hallways telling everyone it's just a drill and to not panic. After everyone is outside, Mr. Lancer is calling everyone to make sure they're all here.
"Mr. Fenton!" called Lancer, "Mr. Fenton!"
"I was sure he was behind me a second ago," cocked Valerie.
"He was, and then he was with Sam," told Tucker.
"Then Miss Manson!" called Lancer, but no one answered, "ugh, if anyone finds those two, they're gonna be in a world of trouble."
Everyone blinked as Tucker cocked, wondering if it was ghosts that got in the way. Danny would usually tell him. This was oddly strange to him. The student finally went back inside as the whole crowd was a talking cycle. You see a girl running down the hallways. She has red strait hair with a pink top and blue jeans. She has bright yellow eyes with bernets in her hair. She was running like crazy like she saw a monster in her closet. At the same time, she was crying in fear as she bumped into Mr. Lancer and screaming like crazy.
"IT WAS HORRIBLE!! HORRIBLE!!!!!" screamed the red haired girl.
"Harry Potter people! What's going on here?!" freaked Lancer.
"IT WAS HORRIBLE!! THERE WAS BLOOD AND OHHH!!!!!" cried the girl as Lancer's eyes struck wide open.
"Where?" asked Lancer as she pointed in the girls bathroom and saw Valerie rushing out.
"NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Valerie as she ran into Tucker and cried on his shoulder.
"Peter Pan Miss Gray, what did you see?" asked Lancer as Valerie peeked her head and you can see her eyes red burning. She didn't say a word, "Speak! what did you see?"
"Mr. Lancer, I think she's in shock," said Tucker, going in, "I'll check it out."
"Mr. Foley," called Lancer, but it was too late. It took at least three minutes and Lancer decided to see what was in there, "Mr. Foley what's...Count Dracula!!"
You can see Danny and Sam's clothes on the ground. There was Sam's tank top and Skirt along with Danny's shirt and shoes, covered in blood. There was also a puddle of blood in front of Tucker with other stains of blood. You could only see his back as Lancer put a hand on his shoulder, feeling sorry for the boy losing his two best friends.
"Mr. Foley...I'm..." muttered Lancer as Tucker turned and you can see his eyes red and his cheeks wet from all the crying he made. Apparently, the kids were both killed in a drill for some reason, but how and why. He called the police to investigate, although they couldn't find the bodies, they were considered dead. No trace of them left. Valerie was crying over Tucker's shoulders and Jazz was crying over her mom. The parents were also crying, especially the Mansons who wanted to keep the clothes that were covered with red blood. Mr. Lancer wanted to know who did this? Why would anyone want to kill two innocent teenagers in the middle of a drill. It was too sad to figure or to know.
"Mr. Lancer, we'll try to find the culprits that are responsible for this murder," said the police.
"If you wish officer," nodded Lancer as the police left with Lancer a bunch of questions.
When Lancer went home, he got himself a cup of coco with marshmallows, it always calmed his nerves down. He then heard a noise or a sound. He cocked his eyebrows as the rain outside clanged on the rooftop.
"Who's there?" asked Lancer as the sound grew and grew and decided to check it out.
He went downstairs and heard the sound of banging on the door. It kept banging and banging louder and louder. There was some stains of blood from his fists as Lancer answered the door with a gasp.