Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They belong to AMC and Prospect Park. If I did own them, the first thing I would've done would be to have contacted CBL and SG and sign them up for the AMC 2.0, trust me on that. I am simply borrowing them and taking them for yet another spin.

A/N: Welcome, dear readers, to a new Minx tale! All of the talk about the reboot of AMC got me to thinking about that fateful night in September 2011. If you know anything about me from this site, then you know that can be a very dangerous thing. PM's exchanged with a few of you are also responsible for stirring up the old gray matter. The result of all of that thinking is this dark and twisted tale that truly comes from a somewhat dark and definitely twisted mind. I'll be honest with you. It can be kind of scary in there sometimes, and it really makes me consider calling the employee assistance program offered through work. Since I'm making confessions here, I have to admit that I really don't know where some of this came from or how I thought of it. The idea popped into my head maybe two weeks ago and wouldn't leave, same thing with the title. I am also going to confess that I've never written anything quite like this before, and I hope I don't disappoint.

With that said, some of you may be thrown off by this first chapter. I'm going to ask for your indulgence and to stick with me on this twisted tale. This is the darkest chapter, and I promise things will get better, at least for some of the characters. Please note the genres listed and the fact that I am an avowed Minxaholic as evidenced by my other stories on the site. Without further delay, strap yourselves in and read at your own risk! Bwahahahahaha! Yeah, I really do need to find the number for that work program.

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JR stood hidden in the tunnels of his home hearing laughter on the other side of the wall. He cracked the hidden opening slightly and saw the smiling faces of his so-called family and friends. Suddenly, they came rushing into the room. His wife and her lover found Scott. They were only three of the many that had betrayed him, the three worst offenders. He watched as Bianca wrapped her arm possessively around Marissa. A slight flush was on both of their faces and it made him sick to his stomach just thinking of what they had most likely been doing before they got there. Images from the video he had recorded of their sordid and disgusting acts flashed through his mind and he shut the door to block them out.

They were making this way too easy for him. He already had a plan in place to rid him of the obstacles standing in the way of being with his son. The only missing piece was where he would exact his final revenge on them. After overhearing his mother and Tad discuss tonight's festivities while they were at the airport, everything simply fell into place for him, like it was destined to happen, providence, preordained. Karma was smiling on him and taking his side for once in his life. He had already bribed the pilot to file the fake passenger list. When the police investigated later, they would see that he was out of town, far away from Pine Valley and the tragic events of this night. All he needed then was a way to lure the women to where he wanted them. That was when he'd come up with the brilliant idea of using his dear cousin. He snuck back to the Chandler estate and easily made his way into the gatehouse. It wasn't locked because of all of the construction being done. He found Scott's cellphone and sent the text to them inviting them over for the spontaneous celebration organized by his sister, yet someone else who had betrayed him. It had been easier than he'd thought to get the women there, but they did, after all, blindly trust Scott. He cousin was such a good guy that no one would suspect any ulterior motives at play.

Now that they were here, it was going to be like shooting fish in a barrel. JR cracked opened the door again. Someone had asked Tad to speak. Tad, the man who had pretended to be his father, had ended up betraying him too just like everyone else. Oh, he put on a good show, acted like he cared, preached to JR that he needed to change. Coming from someone with Tad's past, it was nothing more than a pathetic joke. He was no better than JR. He may act like it, but he wasn't, not by a longshot. He watched as Tad took a glass of champagne and began to speak.

"It's funny, you know, because at a time like this there's always so much that you want to say. There are so many people that mean so much that you can't find the words. But I've been thinking about it, and I've come up with three: neighbors, family and friends. I've found all of them here. It's been my home. The best years of my life, not to mention the beautiful woman standing beside me."

JR scowled seeing his mother as the others in the room laughed. She was always leaving him. She was no different than anyone else here. Her betrayal hurt almost as much as much as his wife's, almost.

"They would remind us what a miracle this place is. It's because of the love and the help of everybody, everybody in this room because that is how Pine Valley works, always has, always will. Through tragedy and triumph we come together. I wish the rest of my kids were here to see this because this is something to remember, folks. We'll be talking about this for a long time."

Blah, blah, blah. Would you shut the hell up, Tad? Maybe I should just shoot you and take everyone out of their misery for having to listen to you. I'll give you something though. You've got one thing right in that long speech of yours. They will be talking about this for a long time, just not for the reasons that you think. JR smirked thinking of everyone's reaction in this godforsaken town.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing now. His father was proposing to Brooke, giving her a diamond ring that would easily make a dent in JR's debts. He knew Brooke had something to do with Adam's decision to cut him off, probably filling his head with lies about JR. It wouldn't take much though to turn 'dear old dad' on me. The great and powerful Adam Chandler respected by so many. The son of a bitch has never been there for his son. Sure, now he says he says he wants to be there for me, but it's all lies. Because when I needed him, he did nothing. He didn't stop the board from taking away the company from me. He didn't stop the bank from taking my home away from me. He didn't stop that bitch from taking my son away from me. He says it's to teach me a lesson so I can be a better man. Thanks for nothing, 'dad'.

JR is distracted by another pair stalking into the room. Jack strides across the floor, attempting to make a fast exit out of the mansion. Erica is right on his heels begging him to stay, to not leave her. Jack isn't buying what Erica is selling this time, and he storms out giving his best Rhett Butler impersonation with Erica playing Scarlett O'Hara to perfection. JR scoffs at the drama playing out before him but knows that this is his chance. It was now or never, and never was simply not an option.

He spies so many of those that have betrayed him: Dixie and Tad, Adam and Brooke, Jesse and Angie, Scott and Madison, Marissa and Bianca. Who will be first? Eenie, meeny, miny, moe who will be the first to go? A smile that reflects the blackness of his soul crosses his face when he settles on his target.

JR raises the gun and fires. The first shot goes wide because of the amount of alcohol in his system so he takes aim again and fires a second time.

The group begins to scramble for cover hearing the first gunshot. Bianca whips Marissa around pulling her into her arms to protect her lover from the danger, too late to find cover by the time the second gunshot is heard. The bullet slams into the brunette's back. She lurches forward and the couple collapses.

JR sees Jesse and Brot draw their guns and closes the door and races blindly through the tunnels to freedom with the screams of the guests ringing in his ears. He could tell his aim was true this time and struck one of the sources of his greatest pain when he heard Erica's wails. He'd actually wanted Marissa but would settle for Bianca. JR knew the guilt of having her lover die protecting her would haunt his wife for the rest of her life. Short of having Marissa die herself, having her suffer a lifetime of pain and grief was the next best thing.

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While the police present leapt into action, the doctors rushed forward to tend to Bianca. Jake gently separated the couple and rolled the brunette off of Marissa. Screams erupted through the room at what they saw. Blood covered both women. The bullet that had entered Bianca's back had gone straight through her chest and into Marissa's.

While Jake searched desperately for Bianca's pulse, Angie did the same for Marissa. The doctors shared a pained and knowing look. Neither woman had a pulse. They were both gone.

David began pushing people out of his way to get to his daughter. He dropped to his knees and pulled her lifeless form to him.

Erica was hysterical. This couldn't be happening. Her daughter couldn't be dead. Not Bianca. Not now. Not when she had finally found happiness.

Krystal was inconsolable. Her baby girl couldn't be gone. Why her? Why now? She was so happy. She finally had the family she had wanted for so long.

Kendall was in shock. This wasn't possible. Bianca couldn't be gone. She was too good and didn't deserve this. Neither did Marissa for that matter. The girls especially didn't deserve this. Oh my god, the girls! What are we going to tell them? There's no way they will ever get over this loss. "David … David …"

The doctor glared up at Kendall through grief filled eyes.

"Isn't there … Isn't there anything you can do to save them?"

David felt countless pleading eyes turn to him as he tried to jump start his brain.

"Yes, David, surely you can save them! You've brought others back from death! You must be able to do something for them! I'll do whatever you need. Pay whatever you want. Help them! Save them! Please!" Erica was begging.

Another time, David Hayward would've have relished seeing the mighty Erica Kane on her hands and knees begging him for his help but now was not that time. He needed to save his daughter. He also knew he needed to save Bianca. Marissa would never forgive him if he saved her and not her partner. The doctor began to nod. There just might be a way. He searched the room. "Griffin, I'll need your help."

Griffin Castillo saw Kendall weeping in her husband's arms and knew he would do whatever he could to save her sister. "What do you need, David?"

"Help me get them to my lab. We don't have any time to waste."