*Gives in to peer pressure*
Higher rating for gruesome murder...
YouHaveLovelyHair gave a number of suggestions as to what Becker would do including "taking Connor to the range and use him for target practice- real guns obviously, not EMD's"
(Because EMD's are for wimps riiight...?)
And
"chase him down the street in a tank?"
(Because that isn't rather extreme and -debatably- uncalled for!)
But Connor needs to be punished so I found a suitable- yet un deadly- way for Becker to vent his frustration. At this point I feel I must apologise to MissGracieKathy as she said she wanted to see how badly Connor would get killed. (After all, there are varying degrees of dead…)
ENJOY the very last chapter! *sheds a tear of sadness*
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Connor stood in the doorway feeling like a lost boy.
"Becker?"
He was sat watching the TV in front of him, a look of great concentration on his face and PS2 controller in his hands.
"Umm… Can I come in?"
Connor was truly scared at the man's calm.
Becker had walked into his lab, taken a good look at all people there, walked to Connor's laptop, looked at the screen and had then left.
Without a word.
And that was what scared them all the most.
When he didn't answer the question Connor decided to risk it.
Keeping his distance from Becker he edged into the room and glanced at the game Becker was playing.
He stopped moving immediately.
It was Sims.
And currently two Sims were in action. One dark haired male Sim was running around in flames while the other, a short to medium length blond haired woman, was being forced to ignore it's burning companion and try and make food from the fridge, the green plumbob flickering between their heads.
Connor flinched as the Grim Reaper appeared.
He backed himself against the wall as he watched Becker select his next victim.
As he flicked through the Sims, Connor couldn't help but be impressed by how accurately Becker had created over ten Sims in the five minutes it had taken for the others to persuade Connor to go an apologise. (He was convinced by an ultimatum from Abby- "do it or Rex get's your side of the bed" along with an undercurrent of "and I'll give Sid and Nancy all your clothes")
Becker flicked onto the Jess Sim and sent her to the swimming pool - despite the fact she was exhausted- and then removed the steps.
"Hey!"
Connor was shocked.
"What are you killing her for?"
"She'd opened the email forty minutes before I got to the ADD and she'd only just started to tell you off? I'm not stupid, Connor."
Seemingly satisfied that Jess Sim was sufficiently trapped, Becker found the Matt and Emily Sims and walked them to the garden.
Going into build mode he created a small outhouse around them.
And neglected to add doors.
Or windows
Or fridges, beds, toilets, sinks…
"Ooh that's just cruel! You're locking them in the un-dead!"
Connor mimed zipping his lips as Becker threw him a death glare.
Becker then ordered a number of his men into the main section of the house. Entering the build mode again he covered the place in rugs. Then he took a model rocket and set it off inside.
Connor jumped in shock as the entire room burst into flames and the fire alarm started to blare.
The fire service quickly arrived but the entire house was dead. It was the Grim Reapers job to collect all the lost souls.
Connor stood, watching in horror at the mass carnage.
But Becker didn't stop.
The two remaining soldiers, ironically Leroy Sim and Evans Sim, were placed with Abby Sim and the few Techies in the garden, seeming to have run out of ways to kill them Becker rebuilt a house and sent them on their way, fast forwarding time with a cheat.
As the place got messier and messier it eventually flooded.
Becker made Abby fix a broken electronic machine.
They were all electrocuted.
Still wide eyed, Connor cautiously pushed himself from the wall and craned his head, peering at the soldier's face.
He seemed remarkably relaxed for someone who had just murdered half of his work force.
"Feeling better for that?"
The man turned and flashed him a grin.
"Much thanks, Connor."
Becker rose and started to leave the room, as he got to the door her paused and turned.
For a moment Connor's heart stopped.
Had Becker decided to lull him into a false sense of security?
Was he going to hit him?
"By the way. I hacked into your Facebook."
Connor's eyes widened.
"I thought 'Abby Temple' was a pretty insecure password so I've changed it for you."
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Esmerelda Diana Parker, I wrote the Sid and Nancy threat before you reviewed. Are you a mind reader?
Thank you to everyone who reviewed this story that is (take a deep breath!):
Heyarandomgal, E is for Idiot, Simpa007, andrewleepotts, SolarLunar, YouHaveLovelyHair, Beth Becker, hoellenwauwau, juls124, MissGracieKathy, XxMaggietemplexX, Cooper101, Rue Mo, Katy-alice Cullen, lilnicki23, sarahluvsdwrh, Ladycraft, Esmerelda Diana Parker, auntineenah, Corey Fitzwilliam, , SA Summer, and last but not least Trude
You all kept me motivated to change a late night one-shot into this multi chapter hit!
Hope you liked the ending!
THANK YOU AGAIN!
(And a note to the future- if you're one of the people trawling the ffn archive and stumble across this and you have laughed excessively do leave a review! Ta-ra!)
