I'm back! And so is another chapter of my story! During this month of July and beggining of August, I hope to publish 2-3 more chapters for this story. So I hope to publish Chapter 8 (part 4 of Hi, I'm Murdercai), Chapter 9 (title is R.S. in short; I don't want to give away any hints to what might happen in it) and Chapter 10(The verge of Sanity).

Also, the previews of what's to come in my story will be in a few chapters to help with some mysteries.

My story may have 20-30 chapters. There may also be three 2 part chapters in the story.

I intend to finish LiR by the end of the year.

And so far in the story, there are questions that need to be answered;

Who is the 'they' Mordecai is looking for?

What is Mordecai's plan?

Why is Rigby alive?

Are Willow and Thomas going to be good friends again?

Those are just some of the questions, with more to come (evil laugh). Well, on with the chapter!

[Chapter 7: Hi, I'm Murdercai, part 3]

"Why are you still keeping this?" Rigby asked as he lifted the picture. Mordecai stared at it.

It was of him and Rigby. In the background was a forest, tent and fire. Mordecai was the one holding the camera since part of his arm wasn't shown. He had his other arm around Rigby's shoulders, with the raccoon doing the same. Both seemed happy.

"Sometimes it's good to remember who you used to be..." said Mordecai, taking the picture from Rigby, "...how weak I was, how stupid I looked; how I just wasted my time."

"You were none of those things Mordecai. You're a really nice guy." said Rigby.

A chuckle came from the blue jay. He let the picture drop to the floor and walked towards the exit.

"I was a nice guy. Now I'm a better version of me."

"No, your not!" Rigby exclaimed, "this is a side of you that should've never existed."

Mordecai faced him, another chuckle coming from him. He crouched down to Rigby's level and looked him in the eyes.

"Why should I be listening to a 27 year old college drop out with no friends, no family, no powers and no chance of beating me? You've lost everything for the silly mistakes you made, and you think you have a chance of convincing me what's my problem? Look at yourself, and tell me who has nothing."

This silenced Rigby. Many hurt emotions stirred inside of him as Mordecai talked. He was basically calling him a failure.

"I...I have everything I need..." he said with a small voice, trying to defend himself.

"Please; you've been a problem to everyone, and one way to solve it is to kill yourself right now," Said Mordecai. The blue jay pulled a gun from the holster and gave it to Rigby. The smaller stared at it with a pained face. He couldn't believe this was the same person he called his best friend 5 years ago. This wasn't Mordecai. It was him from the outside, but it wasn't him talking right now.

With all the emotions in him flooding his mind, Rigby made the startling decision to take the gun from him. Mordecai's smile grew as Rigby took it from him...

...and then the gun went off...

27 days [648 hours] left...

It was a new day. Fog had covered the silent town of Twin Peaks. Through the thick fog, a flag was lifted above it and moved forward slowly. The sound of footsteps was heard, but the people walking were hidden.

It was a cold day, with the sun being covered by grey clouds, which made it a bit dark.

A bright light hit the ground, and moved forward also. It seemed to be coming from a torch, to show the way.

As the people moved further, the thickness of the fog reduced as the wind blew gently. The fog was pushed to the direction of where the wind was blowing to, leaving all roads visible.

The people who were hidden by the fog were revealed. They were Willow and Margaret.

Willow had a black scarf wrapped around her head, and a torn baby blue blanket with black stripes, which stopped at her ankles. In her front jean pocket, three blades were put there.

Margaret was wearing the same purple dress, with a pale yellow belt around it. On her wrist she had tied a shoe lace to it. Her knife, which she held in her hand was attached to it. The robin also had a blanket. It was a plain green one, which flowed down to her ankles also.

The new items the were wearing were removed at the site where Willow went with Margaret to bury her father, which was far from where they were. They were currently coming back from the burial ground.

The flag was carried by Willow. It was a flag for the US, to show where her father came from. The torch was held by Margaret. It was given to her by Thomas, who picked it up before he and Willow found her and Rigby.

Margaret looked at Willow, who stared down at the ground. She looked very upset. And Margaret felt guilty. The whole day, Willow was under the impression that Mordecai was the one who killed her father, with the help of Thomas. In reality, it was a murder done by Rigby, out of self defence.

This secret was one that could lead to Willow leaving the team or worse, since it is being kept away from her. And knowing the way life works, eventually it will come out when no one wants it to.

"Margaret," Willow called with a low voice, immediately receiving the attention of her team mate. "Yeah, what's wrong?" Margaret asked. "I just wanted to say thanks for coming with me, but I could've went alone," Willow said as she lowered the flag. "No, you needed a friend with you. I know it must be hard to find your dad like that."

"It is," the girl replied, "but I'll get over it, eventually."

Margaret smiled and nodded at the girl, leaving the silence between them to return.

Willow hugged her blanket tightly as the wind blew. She also pulled the flag closer to her chest, as if it were a person seeking warmth.

Margaret could tell she was thinking of her father.

"Willow, can I ask you something?" The robin asked.

"Of course, ask away."

Margaret cleared her throat. "Why did you accuse Thomas for killing your dad?"

In a split second, Willow's facial expression changed to that of anger. "Because he's still working for Mordecai."

Margaret cocked an eyebrow at the girl. "Really?"

"Yeah. When we were still his captives, he would always take him out of the cell while I was asleep, and he wouldn't be back for hours," Willow tugged at the sides of her blanket. "I found out like this..."

Flashback

It was 3 weeks before Willow and Thomas escaped. It was a cold night...

Willow whimpered as she woke up. She was laying on her back on the concrete floor. Her arms were folded closely to her chest as she elevated herself from her resting place, now sitting with her legs crossed. "Why is i-it always so c-cold?" The girl asked herself. She shivered as she felt a blast of cold air behind her. "Arg, why wouldn't they just shut that vent?" said a frustrated Willow, who looked at the vent above Thomas' resting place.

Which was empty.

Willow was expecting to see the goat's figure, but it was not there. "Thomas?" she called.

The cell door was opened from the outside. "Yeah?" spoke Thomas, who was the one opening it, but he was not facing Willow.

As she was about to speak, she heard Mordecai's voice. "You better be right about this."

"You know me Mordecai. I've been your best worker so far, and a reliable source for accurate information," The goat spoke with confidence. He pulled the door back, so as to make sure he doesn't wake up a 'sleeping' Willow.

There was a noticeable tension-filled silence between the two. Willow could, for some reason, feel Mordecai's gaze hit Thomas. Even though they are blue, his eyes let out a soft red glow in the candle lit hallway. "If I happen to find out everything you told me is a lie, or you changed any details to throw me off, I won't hesitate to find you and slit your throat," the blue jay spoke with a low toned voice. The confidence in Thomas quickly drained away, and the feeling of fear filled it's space. "I'm one hundred percent sure that what I told you is true," he said with a slightly shaky voice, "and I'll keep you updated on everything."

"Good, now get back to your cell. I don't want your cell mate to notice anything."

Willow reacted quickly by falling to the floor. She was laying on her side, facing the wall next to her. She folded her arms and positioned her legs at a 90 degree angle. As soon as she done this, Thomas entered through the door and closed it slowly and tip toed to his side of the room and laid down. He looked over to Willow's side of the room, and saw the girl facing the wall, seeming asleep in his eyes, but the girl was still awake. She tried to keep her breathing as soft and calm as possible.

"If only I could tell you," said Thomas, as he laid his head down and closed his eyes.

"Tell me what?" Willow softly whispered to herself.

The room was filled with a peaceful silence, but in Willow's mind, the many thoughts that flooded it made enough noise to keep her awake.

Present

"Huh," Said Margaret, "so, Thomas might actually be a..."

"Traitor," Willow continued her sentence. "I can't believe he's been doing something behind my back," Willow wrapped her scarf tightly around her neck, but not enough to deprive her of oxygen.

"Willow, again, I'm sorry about your dad," Said Margaret. In her mind, she was slapping herself. 'Why did I just say that?!' The robin thought. "Because I feel guilty," she replied to herself under her breath. "Margaret, I'm okay, it'll just take time for me to get over it. Plus, it's not your fault, but I still appreciate that you're here with me. You're a good friend," said Willow with a smile.

Margaret smiled also. An almost forced smile.

'If I were a good friend I wouldn't be lying to you.'

Meanwhile...

Rigby put another piece of wood in the fire he made. In his hand he had a stick, which he used to doodle down on the ground. He was trying to write out the plan he had in mind to take down Mordecai. It was difficult; being that the team had only four people, and Mordecai may have an army. Also, Rigby did not have as much power as he used to, and Willow only had the ability to shape shift, and she hasn't used it for a while. The two combined were no match for Mordecai's power.

As Rigby mumbled the plan to himself, he could hear the voices of his two female team mates. He turned to face their direction, surprised to see them with new items.

"So," Rigby began, "did everything go well?" he asked. He looked at Willow, and inside him he felt his guilt building up.

"It was fine. We brought back some stuff so we wouldn't freeze," Said Willow.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I want to be alone." the girl walked passed Margaret and Rigby, and disappeared in the fog. The two just stared at her as she secluded herself.

"What did we do?" Margaret wondered. She sat next to Rigby and offered to share her blanket, which Rigby put over his shoulders. "We done something we could be killed for," replied Rigby, who kept on drawing out his plan. "If I knew it was her dad I would've never killed him."

"It was out of self defence Rigby. If you tell her, I'm sure she'll understand that," Said Margaret. Rigby sighed. "Yeah, maybe you're right. I'll tell her after she cools off."

Margaret nodded. Then, something crossed her mind.

"By the way, where is Thomas?" she said slowly. Rigby stopped doodling. Margaret could see that the goat's disappearance was also new to him. "I...have no idea. After you and Willow left, he was just anxious about something and I guess he just left to also cool off also," said Rigby.

Margaret remembered what Willow said. "I think I might know why he was like that."

The robin began telling Rigby about Thomas.

It was at that time the thickness of the fog increased. Among it, the entrance to Mordecai's underground prison was there.

Although the entrance blocked anyone from seeing what was going on, it was not sound proof. Any person who could cross it by now would hear the struggling screams and gun shots there.

And it just happened to be Willow to cross by. She looked down, tears forming in her eyes. She had a plan...

And she was going to execute it now.

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...TO BE CONTINUED...

And we're done with part three!

Part 4 might come in 2 weeks! We will finally find out-

Nope, can't tell you ;) let the wait for part 4 begin!

-soNICEandCUTE48