I'm back. I know it's short, but I wanted to try this "darker" Rory out. If you're still reading, let me know if I got the darker part of Rory right. Also, let me know if I need to change or fix anything. I can clear things up as well :)

Welcome Back to Fright Night
Chapter Seven

~The Next Night~

Rory looked out her window as Sonny sat on her bed.

"You should go home, Sonny," Rory advised, not looking at her best friend.

"I'm not leaving you here by yourself," Sonny said in defiance.

There came a knock at the door and Josie answered it.

"Rory, Lola's at the door! She wants you to come over and look at the pictures she took on her trip," Josie called.

Sonny looked at Rory in horror. The sun wouldn't be up for many more hours.

"You go home. I'll deal with Lola. Don't worry about me," Rory said and Sonny reluctantly left Rory's room.

Josie was talking with Lola as Rory descended the stairs. Lola grinned at Rory and led her back to the abandoned house she used to own. They entered the kitchen and stopped, standing across from each other.

"I thought I might talk some sense into you-" Lola was cut off by Rory's hand at her throat, crushing Lola's windpipe.

A snarl sounded from Rory's mouth and she bit at Lola's neck, mercilessly. As Rory put Lola down, she put a hand on the kitchen counter for support. That wasn't like Rory at all. She was always so neat, never messy. Lola's blood pooled on the floor and Rory glanced over at the dead body before leaving. As she walked back to her house, she wiped her mouth with her arm, gazing up at Jerry's house. A sick grin came to her lips and she entered the house. Josie noticed the blood on Rory's arm and screamed. The blood that had previously been on Rory's mouth was wiped clean.

"There was an animal…it killed Lola," Rory said in a convincing tone. She was laughing darkly on the inside. What am I doing?

Josie and Ian ran over to Lola's house and Jerry appeared at the back door. He knocked at Rory opened the glass door, keeping the screen door as a barrier between them.

"Nice work killing Lola," Jerry said sarcastically.

"It's your fault," Rory growled.

"It's the darkness you reigned in. It's consuming you. Thanks to my blood, you're turning the right way," Jerry taunted.

Rory shrugged.

"If I'm a monster, you're the devil," she retorted.

"That is why you shouldn't waste your time over here. Come back to my place. I can make up a good death for you," Jerry suggested.

A sigh came from Rory.

"Not tonight," Rory stated and shut the glass door.

Jerry watched as Rory walked back inside the house. Josie and Ian came back and assessed Rory. To Jerry's surprise, Rory cut her throat and rested on the floor like a dead girl. Jerry ran back to his house and waited for Rory to show. She lied to him about faking her own death. Rory wanted to do the job herself. In a few moments, the door opened and Rory stood in the hall. She had cleaned the blood off and had her small hands on her hips.

"Where's the party?" Rory demanded with a grin. Her eyes were a black color and her cheeks were paler.

"You can replace Lola," Jerry said, a bit under his breath.

"I'm not Lola, obviously. She's not coming back because I killed her," Rory stated proudly.

"Bravo," Jerry said and approached Rory. She gazed up at Jerry and proceeded to kiss him.