Scream: Everyone Goes a Little Crazy Sometimes

by TheSinnerWithin

The killings from the movies have become a reality. With six killers on the loose will anyone be safe. TWO-PART FINALE IS COMING SOON TO A THEATER NEAR YOU! Rated T for gruesome violence and language O3O

1. Chapter 1

Scream: Everyone Goes A Little Crazy Sometimes

-Chapter 1-

A/N: First off I would like to say that the idea for this story suddenly came to me in the middle of class. This story has NOTHING to do with the plot of Wes Craven's franchise; yes I am afraid that means no Sidney as the victim. Finally, I would like to give credit to the author, Billy Bob D, for the idea of having several killers with different costumes, and I give credit to his original Ghostface costume, Bloodred, that I will use in this fanfic. Enjoy!
*Disclaimer: None of these people are actually students attending Del Oro and Ponderosa and are fictional characters that take place at the high schools.*

It was a normal, dreary school day at Del Oro High School, and Sara twiddled her thumbs absentmindedly on the surface of her desk in a mixture of boredom and annoyance. Her English teacher, Mr. Roberts drawled on and on about the works of Shakespeare. Her phone vibrated silently in her pocket and she reached in her pocket and quietly slipped out and held in her left hand out of the view of her teacher and stared down at the screen. The screen flickered and a message popped up, "He could talk on forever." Sara quickly shot back a text, "I know right." The messaging passed back and forth between the two until the end of the block.

Sara slipped her textbook and binder into her tote bag and got up and made to leave the class, but was stopped by Mr. Terrence. "I need to go to the office can you watch my classroom?" he asked. "Sure," she replied half-heartedly. He left the classroom and closed the door silently behind him. Sara paced across the classroom staring at the screen on her phone for new messages. She slipped her phone back into her front pocket of her skinny jeans. She absentmindedly drew on the whiteboard on the wall in the front of the class and dropped the Expo marker when the phone rang abruptly interrupting the eerie silence.

She raced over to her English teacher's desk and picked up the phone. "Mr. Terrence's class, English Department, student speaking," she said into the phone resting next to her ear. "Who is this?" asked a raspy voice. "Well, who is this?" she asked back. "Answer my question first and I will answer yours," replied the voice. "Sara Ornelli, so back to my question who are you?" asked Sara. "The question isn't who am I, rather than its where am I?" taunted the voice before mockingly laughing at her through the phone. Sara began to fill with dread now as she realized how dangerous the situation had gotten, "Well I'm not some grade schooler, so go find some kindergartner to play hide-and-seek with you." She slammed the phone and picked up her bag and turned for the door.

The phone rang again; Sara answered it impatiently, "Hello?" "You shouldn't have hung up on me, you little bitch. Now I'm going to slice you open and see what your insides look like," snarled the voice. Sara began to cry in fear and yelled, "LEAVE ME ALONE YOU CRAZY SON OF A BITCH!" She hung up the phone and raced for the door. A corpse crashed through a window in the back of the classroom and glass sprayed and scattered across the room. She screamed as she saw Mr. Terrence's lifeless eyes staring back at her. Blood and gore was smeared across his face and his shirt was coated in blood. The blood trickled across the desk he landed on and seeped into the carpet.

Sara turned and raced out of the classroom and ran down the main hall. The classroom door ahead of her swung open and Zombie Ghostface stepped out from behind it. He drew his knife menacingly from the sleeves of his torn cloak and charged at Sara. Sara screamed again and sprinted back down the hall and turned left and ran out the double doors. He scanned the campus quickly for anyone to help her and found it empty. She looked at the administration building and found the lights still on. She raced across the pavement and passed the bronze statue of the eagle staring proudly into the sky.

Sara ripped open one of the doors to the administration building and stopped before the stairs to the theater. Bloodred stood at the top of the stairs staring down at her without regret. She turned to run back out but found Zombie right behind her. She groaned in silent agony as his knife plunged into her flesh after piercing the fabric of her shirt. He ripped it out and blood welled out and splattered across the tile. He collapsed to her knees I pain and looked up at Zombie staring down at her. Bloodred, Scarecrow, Skeleton, and Ghostface stared stood by his side and they raised their knives in unison. Each sleek metal blade each found its target and sunk into flesh. Sara eyes glazed over and she twitched once lying sprawled on the floor and lay still forever more on the tile.

- Morning, Wednesday 8:00 A.M. -

Mrs. Farris' Cardio/Health class raced down to the track around the football field and lined up to do their daily run. Sophie looked at the center of the field adorned with the school insignia in paint. She noticed the two unmoving bodies in the center of the field and pointed and screamed. Mrs. Farris turned and raced across the field over to the two corpses. She covered in her mouth I an attempt to muffle her screams of horror at the gruesome display in the center of Golden Eagle Stadium.

The class was ushered away by members of the staff as Mrs. Farris stood motionless fixated on the scene. The police arrived in a flurry of sirens and squad cars pouring into the parking lot just outside the stadium and officers raced across the field to the bodies. A deputy ushered Mrs. Farris away and turned back to the grizzly scene.

The deputy turned to a CSI, "Who could do something like this; the killer mutilated a teenage girl and sliced open a teacher, what possible motive could they have?"

"Who knows? People get crazier and crazier every day as to their motives to kill another," shrugged the CSI.

"We better catch this guy before he strikes again," said the deputy.

"Or girl," muttered the CSI, "Women can do some pretty fucked up things man."

A group of teenagers stared down at the scene silently observing the officers work. "I wonder who did it," said Devon.

"You never know," whispered a redhead teenager.

"Oh please Tyler," said Sabryna, "It could have been you, you think of some pretty fucked up things."

Tyler smirked and turned to her, "As a writer, you must be creative in your works otherwise you do not attract the proper amount of attention from your fans."

Sabryna rolled her eyes, "Whatever dude, let's get out of here; the school board released everyone because of the murders and we are all free to go as we please."

Tyler smiled and slung his backpack over his shoulder, "Sick, I'm out of here; I'm going to visit with my friends at Ponderosa." He waved goodbye and headed down to the parking lot and got into his car and drove out of parking lot and sped down the arrow road and left the high school behind him.

A/N: Dang, my fingers hurt now from typing that out so quickly. Anyway, one chapter down and two people dead. I hope you like the story so far; the plot behind the story is just beginning to boil. All hell is going to break loose at the two high schools depicted in the story. Oops spoiler, oh well. I already have this whole fanfiction planned out. See you next time, happy killings! Just kidding, killing people is bad! The popo will cart you off to prison, and then for some odd reason while there your butt starts to hurt. *grins evilly* Oh yah I went there, too far? Oh well, tell me how you liked it. Please review, favorite or PM me with input. Bye!