(A/N This is just a creepy story I thought of while writing another story for school. The other story was boring so I started to think of ways to make it better, and this is what I came up with)
Disclaimer: Own Icarly I do not.
The sound of voices rang throughout Carly Shay's apartment as the party went into full swing. The clink of wine glasses and children's laughter was heard all over.
"Wow Carly this is a great party, thanks for inviting me. Oh, Hey Jake, hey Shane how's it going?" said 16 year old Gibby to Jake and Shane.
Jake looked up at Gibby with a smile on his face and said "good", but what Gibby saw was anything other than good, he saw a curious look in jake's eye. But not a good curiosity. It was a look of that said I wonder what you would look like dead. Then jake and his friend slipped away.
Gibby said he was glad he could come, but he had to go because his mom was at home sick. Gibby walked outside to his car got in and drove off, not noticing the two figures in the back seat of his car.
When Gibby got home he unlocked the door to his house went inside and said hello to his mom and asked her how she was feeling.
"I feel awful, can you get me some medicine honey." said Gibby's mother.
"Sure mom." he replied
He went to the bathroom to get the Tylenol for his mother and when he closed the medicine cabinet, he saw that his back car door was open.
Going outside to close it, he noticed two pairs of footprints leading away from the car. Drawing his knife he turned around to go back inside, holding it at the ready. He went inside and looked in horror as the only thing he saw were two smiling puppets, the ventriloquist dummy puppets that had always scared the shit out of him. Slowly walking towards his mom's bedroom, he turned the corner when he saw a fleeting movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked back, but saw nothing. Turning around he saw a flash of silver down at his knees as a knife swiped across his legs making him kneel in pain. Looking up, he saw a man in a black mask staring back down at him, the eyes alight with a combination of sadistic joy and manic curiosity.
He punched the man in the face and tried to get up, although he was able to, he was weak from the gash on his leg, he picked up his knife and faced the man.
"COME ON YOU FUCKING COWARD, ATTACKING ME WHEN MY BACK IS TURNED! WHO FIGHTS LIKE THAT?" He yelled.
The man just stared back at him, slightly tilting his head, Gibby then noticed he wasn't looking at him, but behind him. He whipped around only to see his mother on the couch restrained and watching in horror. He turned around again, to be faced by two of the figures, each holding two push daggers, the one on the left wearing a black mask, the one on the right wearing a black mask. The black masked one started moving to his right as the white masked one starting moving to his left. He started slowly turning so he could see both of them at the same time, wincing from the gash on his legs. Then the white masked one came at him he turned the figures blade away and swiped at him with his knife as the black masked one came up behind him, spun him around, and repeatedly and maniacally shoved both push daggers into his throat. As Gibby went down he saw the white masked figure slash his mom's throat twice with his push daggers. Then the world went black.
Author's Note: Well that's story, read it, pleeeeaaase review it, and maybe I shall continue this story.