AN: Hey everyone! This is my first Hannah Montana story, so please no flames, as with all my stories. This is gonna be the same set-up as my other stories that I have written for Danny Phantom for all the DP fans that read my stuff. Please R&R!

Normal POV

"Dialog"

'Thoughts'

Sadly, I do not own Hannah Montana or any characters in this story. I still wish that I owned Oliver's character to make him less of a dork and more like the actor, (the totally hot Mitchel Musso drools), but we all don't have a very large sum of money, now do we?

Enjoy!


"The year was 1924 when the ruthless murderer escaped from prison in Hollywood, which was then Hollywood land. His name was Vladimir Gorman, the most vicious murderer in all of the United States, and London," said Oliver in a mysterious voice. This was one of the cool things about Oliver; he was great at making up murder stories to scare his friends, Miley and Lily. The trio was sleeping over at Oliver's house because his parents were away on a business trip.

"Come on, Oliver. Vladimir Gorman? I think you're losing your touch," commented Miley.

"Yeah, no one would believe that, and Hollywood was never called Hollywood land, was it?" asked a very confused Lily.

'Yeah, it was, once a really long time ago. But then a tornado came around and destroyed the "land" part, and then they got too lazy to fix it. So now it's just Hollywood."

"Riiiiight…….. Is that all ya got?"

"No, now if you would let 'Da Man' finish his great murder story, thank you." Oliver said this with a little attitude to show the importance of a murder story at this sleep-over. "Now where was I…oh yeah, He escaped from prison to kill off all those who saw him commit the murders of 1920, and the first to go was the officer that put him in jail in the first place, Isaac Louder."

"Where do you get these names from, a cereal box?"

"Maybe…okay, with my other ones yes, but this one, I'm just making them up as I go along. No can I finish my story?"

"Yeah, continue. Wait, you really get names off of cereal boxes? Never mind, don't listen to Lily."

"Right, anyways, back to the story. Vladimir was notorious for murdering for revenge. He first went to jail because of a girl who broke-up with him to be with a jock. When he tried to kill the jock, she stood in the way just as he was about to strike, and ended up killing her instead. The jock ran to the police office as fast as he could, reported him, and ended up being killed by Vladimir. Isaac, being new to the police force wasn't assigned this case, but while he was on guard duty, caught him with tremendous skill. He was awarded for catching him as well of meeting the love of his live, Elizabeth. They got married and moved into a house near the police station. The night that Vladimir escaped from prison was the night that Isaac was guarding the station just as he did four years ago. He snuck up behind him, with his signature weapon, a silver dagger with a blue gem on the hilt that matched his piercing blue eyes. He was careful not to breathe as he snuck around the highly trained police officer. Then, like a hawk catching its prey, struck Isaac in the back with the dagger. He struck again, forming the perfectly formed "V" shape on Isaac's chest, above the heart."

"Eww!" screamed the two girls in unison. "That's gross."

"Yes, but I could've gone into extreme detail about blood splattering everywhere."

"Oliver, stop before you make me barf," Lily said with extreme dislike.

"Come on, Lily, let him finish before I cover your mouth with duck tape."

"I think that's enough of that for a little while, myself. I can't think of anything else to put in the story."

"What happens after he was killed, did his wife get killed too, did he get put in jail? I wanna know these things; it's not a scary story without an explanation."

"You'll find out tomorrow, Miley, right now I'm out of ideas."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Why would you want to know what happens, Miley. He'll add a bunch of stuff in it to creep you out."

"Ah, the glory of story telling."

"Shut up, Oliver."

"Alright."

"What time is it, Lily?"

"Hang on, 2 o' clock in the morning." She did a double take at the clock, thinking that she saw it in-correctly. "Wow, I thought it was only midnight."

"Same here. Oh well, that would explain why I'm feeling tired."

"Well, I don't know about you two girls, but I'm gonna sleep, so I don't wake up and 4 in the afternoon tomorrow. Good night." Oliver got up from the floor and walked over to the couch. He fell asleep almost instantly, and the girls decided to go to sleep too, until Lily got an idea to plan a prank on him.

"I know that look, either you have a great idea or you really gotta go."

"I have a great idea for a prank that we could play on Oliver."

"Tell me more, Lil." She whispered the plan to Miley, who smiled evilly as she heard it.

"Got it."

She reached into her purse and brought her bubblegum pink lipstick out from it. She applied some to his lips, and around his face to appear like someone kissed him about 5 times. She closed the lipstick, placed it back into her purse. As she did this, Lily was at work doing the same thing, only with her red lipstick, looking as though both of them had kissed him.

"Ok, Lily, lets go to sleep, so we can see his face when he wakes up."

"Yeah, you're right. Night, Miley."

"Night, Lily."


AN: So, how'd you like it so far? Please submit a review so I know what I could work on, and so I know if people actually liked it.

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