"You know what? I don't need anybody! If their's one thing i don't need it's anybody!" Glenda grumbled to herself bringing attention to herself from another girl.

"Ill tell you what you do need, its some therapy." The snotty blonde that had been a role model of the military school barked.

"Oh, really? Cause i think you need a foot up your rump! And think this one should do!" Glenda shot back with a growl, while motioning to her boot.

The snotty blonde just sneered, her pearly teeth showing like a tamed tigar growling. The girl skipped off with her pigtails bouncing...until they stopped with a long bounce. A long shriek followed as she stood beside the other girl. Glenda smirked, 'two now' she thought, tightening her grip on the knife. "What are ya girls hollering at?" Glenda tried to look uncharacteristic with a grin making her almost look innocent.

One girl began to wail. "Oh, dear," Glenda tried to sound worried but it came out sounding way to innocent, making Glenda crack and let out evil giggle. "Maybe you should go check his pulse." Glenda's innocent sad puppy face began to quiver as she broke out into demonic laughter.

"What's so funny?!" The brunette screamed, "he's dead! And your laughing!"

Glenda made sure they both were in the room before slowly closing the door and nodding. Her red curls bobbing like it was excited for murder. She stared into the eyes of the two girls, her innocence vanishing as she locked the door and a devilish smile apeared. Pulling out her knife, she examined it, almost like she wanted to plan out every stab, slice and carve that she would do.

She locked the door, cacklinb quietly as she imagined the terriefied screams about to echo in the room. She began playing with her knife, looking at the sharp blade and inching forward towards the girls, not taking a second to look away.

"Please don't do this! Was it because i said you needed therapy? Cause you don't! I'm sure you're not crazy!" The blonde pleaded.

Glenda smiled, tnen it turned to giggles and then a demonic pit of cackles, "that's the weird thing! I am crazy!" Glenda replied with more cackles. "But you know what?" Glenda waited, "you know what!?" She screached, pulling the girls face closer to her with her free hand, scaring her into asking.

"What?" The girl shakily asked.

"I feel freeier than when i follow the rules. I can do what ever i want. And younknow what i want?" The red head gave a death glare that could kill on its own.

"What?" The girl asked, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks.

Glenda leaned over and put her mouth by the blondes ear. Every breath hitting her ear like steam froma boiling kettle. "I want to stab an piece of flesh that gets in my way, and guess what? You are another fresh hunk of flesh."

Now the goody-goody ofthe military camp began to cry histarically. She was perfect i anything, anything! Now that she was in a situation that she was prepared forthe years shes been going to the school and she just cried. Well that made Glenda the true expert. Glenda was better then her a d the next person that would take the blondes place! She deserved to die for being a fake, she didnt deserve to be praised. Glenda raised her knife and let it down, puncturing the girls heart. She would die soon. Then someone else would quickly replace her, nobody would care.

A scream came from the brunette, who had slid down in the corner of the room and began to bury her face in her knees, trying to protect herself from reality. Each step closer to her, her mummbles became more violent. MY shadow casted over her like demons trying dig at her. I raised my blade above my head and was just about to-

"Attention everyone. Lunch is being served." The speaker boomed.

Glenda put her knife by her side and listened to her stomach grumble. She frowned, looking down at the girl who had raised her head and now had puffy red eyes as she listened to the announcment. The girl frightfully looked up at Glenda. Glenda just staring straight back and heard another grumble from her stomach.

"I'll be back!" The redheaded girl said cheerfully.

She grabbed the keys off the colonels desk and skipped out, pushing a key in the keyhole and locking it with a click. She jiggled the door handle to double check before skipping down the hallway to the cafeteria. She stood at the door to the large room,spotting Glen at the back table. She jogged over to him. He sat alone eating a ham sandwhich.

"Why so glum chum?" Glenda asked, sitting down across from him. "Where's all your friends? You always make friends."

"Thats the problem! I tried and everybody is so rude. Especially this one blonde chick, she always has her hair in pigtails. I said 'hi' and she was so snotty!" Glen growled, taking a chuck out of his sandwhich and staring off into the distance.

"Oooh, i have a feeling she won't be bothering you anymore. " The frizzy haired girl snickered, showing a sly smile.

Glen was to busy glaring off into the distance to even care what his sister was up to. He just wanted to leave her be now, no use getting in her way. It would just end up getting them both in trouble.

Glenda skipped off to the food area, she picked up a tray and slid it down the counter, peeking through the glass at the food items, she pointed at a variety of different meats.

"No veggies?" The lunch lady asked with a wrinkled scowl as she plopped on the last piece of meat.

"Nope, i think of myself as a meatatarian." Glenda replied witha scowl, stabbing a chicken breast and leaving the steak knife there.

The lunch lady seemed unbotnered by Glenda's threatening action. She had spent 23 years at the military school, she had seen plenty of kids that acted threatening, heck, she was there when there was a gun mess up. She couldn't be scared by a tiny red headed girl. This bothered Glenda, how dare she disrespect her enough to not even take a step back!

Glenda finished up eating, she needed to get rid the last witness, then she would have to clean up the mess. She sashayed to the garbage, tnrowing out the lastbit of food. She got her sasha from her mom, and her beautiful emerald green eyes. She had gotten a temper like her dad, she just thought that was from he mom as well. She hdn't ever met her dad. She was told that her dad walked out when her mom wanted more in life, and he couldn't do that. She thought it was all her moms fault. 'IF MOM WASN'T SO SELFISH THAN DAD WOULD'VE STAYED!' She would think.

Glen never told her anything about chucky being a doll and a serial killer. Why would he? If Glenda found out that he was alive and Tiffany had contact with him, Glenda would want to meet him. Chucky had arguments about seeing the kids, he would talk about wanting to go hunting with them, this just made tiffany rebel more against the idea.

Glenda walked into the hallway only to see that the brunette had picked the lock and had now been running through the hallway. She had made it to the other side of the hall at the doors to the yard. Glenda sprinted to the office hitting a button, everydoor that opened to the yard was immediately locked, not even keys could open the door. Ever since the accedent, Kent military had put in a security system. It was one of the best. Glass shot up from offices where there were windows with no glass. The glass coukd withstand enough gunpower until the police arrive.

Glenda raced back out, the brunette known as Jess kicked and punched st the door, she then turned around to see Glenda, armed with her knife. The girl screamed and raced into an office. Locking the door before Glenda could reach the handle. She growled, looking into the office through the bulletproof glass. Narrowing her eyes at the girl; she carved a circle that was barely visible on the glass, looking through the circle she glared at Jess and then punched the circle in anger.

She ran to the other side of the hall, locking the door to the cafetefia. Then she raced down to the basement, looking both ways down the stairs and with a flick of a wrist she threw her knige into a metal box on the side of the wall, the power immedietly the power tshut off in the building. She smirked.

"Its time to play." She whispered, her green eyes glowing of emerald.