"I'll explain later. Right now we have to get Jackie somewhere safe. She's still in danger."
"Well that's obvious given how Future GF tried to have her killed," Emma said.
"It's not just that. She's in danger of being screwed over by that universal balance crap."
"How? She wasn't in the original massacre."
"Do you remember that news broadcast we were watching the night we made the jump?" Jessica asked.
"Yes. What about it?"
"In the broadcast the reporter said that Sidney died in the third and final string of murders. But that wasn't the last," Jessica explained.
"It wasn't?" Emma questioned.
"No. You'd know this if you hadn't fallen asleep during our film class. The fourth round of murders, however, weren't even in Woodsboro. They were in Hollywood. As such, though the murders were still committed by Ghostface, the people of Woodsboro don't consider it as part of the original group of massacres. If you were to look at it like a movie the Woodsboro Murders were the original trilogy and the Hollywood Murders was the otherwise unrelated fourth film. If memory serves Jackie was the first person killed and Karen was the one who stopped Ghostface."
"That doesn't explain the 'disgrace' messages Future GF left on the blackboard and on Jackie and Karen's arms."
"You know what really doesn't make sense? Why Future GF decided to kill Bobby," Jessica said.
"Why?"
"When I first heard his name on the news I knew there was something familiar about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it till now. He was the killer for the Hollywood massacre. Why would Future GF kill him, but recruit the others?"
"I don't know. Do you remember anything else from that massacre?"
"Not really. I kind of fell asleep in class as well."
Ryan's blindfold was finally pulled off, but with the little amount of light in the room he might as well still be blindfolded.
"Where am I?" He asked Cotton, who was seated across from him.
"He's fully conscious," Cotton announced.
"Excellent," Future GF said. Ryan's eyes were able to make out a phone on the table in front of him. "Ryan Hunt. You've been a difficult individual to find," Future GF said through speaker phone.
"What do you want with me?" He asked nervously.
"Cut the act Ryan. We all know you aren't scared," Future GF said. Ryan lowered his head and started to laugh.
"Of course I'm not. You think a bunch of guys in some ridiculous Halloween costumes can scare me?" He insulted.
"Don't forget that I'm the one with the knife," Cotton threatened him.
"I'm quivering in my sneakers," Ryan dead panned. "So again, what do you guys want with me?"
"I know about your past Ryan and shall was say your future. It was rather hard to pinpoint, but I had succeeded where others failed," Future GF said.
"Why don't you try making a little sense? Why did you kidnap me if you guys are supposed to be a bunch of killers?"
"It's like I said, I know all about your past Ryan. You left a trail of bodies in your wake; covered your tracks well."
Ryan smirked. "Nice to see there are admirers of my work."
"Don't flatter yourself," Future GF said. "What I want is your…assistance."
"Can't do your own dirty work," Ryan insulted.
"Cotton," Future GF said and Cotton punched Ryan across his jaw; twice.
"Alright. Alright. I get the point," Ryan said giving an insane laugh. "What's in this for me?" Ryan questioned.
"What's in it for you? I believe there's a certain blonde you've had your sights and knife set on," Future GF said.
"Judy," Ryan chuckled again. "Ok. You've got a deal. Just tell me what I need to do." Cotton handed Ryan a mask and a picture.
"This man is your target. You are to bring him to me. You may use any methods necessary, but I want him alive," Future GF instructed.
"Again with the kidnapping?" Ryan asked.
"You needn't worry. The grand finale will be a guaranteed 3rd act main cast bloodbath. "
Ryan exited the warehouse and started up the pickup truck. Someone's head peered around the corner of the building when he went out of sight. That person was Judy.
What are you doing, Ryan? She thought.
She spotted one of the Ghostfaces kidnapping him from the Hospital and quickly followed them using her sister's police car. She hoped she wasn't too worried about her being missing.
Now she sees Ryan not only leaving a suspicious looking warehouse unharmed, but carrying a Ghostface mask as well. Once he was gone, Judy decided to take a glimpse inside the warehouse. She slipped inside and the place was bare for the most part with the exception of a few tables here or there; and a few knives plus a picture. Judy picked up the picture and inspected it; scribbled on it was the name 'Windsor College'.
Windsor College? Judy thought.
A shadow cast itself over Judy and then her head smashed into the table. Cotton grabbed her face again and pinned it on the table.
"Like to play Nancy Drew do we?" Cotton asked reaching for a knife.
Judy's hand grabbed it first and stabbed it towards Cotton. He quickly released her and snatched up one of the other knives. Judy made a charge at Cotton who smacked her across her cheek. Judy fell to the floor and glared at the Cotton. He approached her and she slammed her feet into his chest. Cotton barely stumbled back and scoffed at her. He charged again, but Judy stood up on her hands and locked her feet around his neck and, almost straining herself in the process, forced him down to the floor.
"Learned that from Mortal Kombat; 1995," Judy said keeping her legs locked around his neck preparing to break it.
Cotton growled at Judy and pried her legs off his neck with some difficulty. Judy shot her foot forward kicking him in the mouth and then in his hand knocking away the knife from his grasp.
Judy rushed for the exit as Cotton collected his knife. She made it out the door and slammed it as Cotton reached it; the knife punctured through the door stopping an inch from Judy's face. Judy ran to the back of the warehouse as Cotton smashed through the door.
Judy was gone. Cotton stalked the area surrounding the warehouse. Judy remained hidden behind the escape SUV. She quietly snuck around it and made her way back to her car. Her foot, however, stepped on a branch snapping it and Cotton was alerted to her presence.
"Stop!" He shouted and Judy sprinted full blast to her vehicle.
She slid across the hood and fired up its engines. Judy ducked her head evading Cotton's knife stabbing through the window into part of her seat. She threw it into reverse knocking Cotton off his feet into the dirt. Judy rushed as far away from the place as she could and sped for Windsor College. She looked at the police radio and thought about calling her sister, but decided against it. Not until she knew more about what was going on.
"I don't know how much more of this I can take," a voice complained behind Brian and Amanda.
"Shut up….Charlie?" Brian whispered.
"Was wondering if you'd ever notice us," Robbie said finishing up his popcorn.
"You've been behind us this whole time?" Amanda asked.
"Pretty much," Roy said.
"So what do you think of the film so far?" Jill asked.
"Perhaps the best Stab film since number 2, but I'll finalize that opinion after the movie is finished," Amanda said.
"Take out the unnecessary poker face scene, and this movie is entertaining; a solid 8.5 right now. Think the Emma and Jessica characters are interesting," Brian said.
"You're just saying that because you think Emma Stone and Patricia Mara are hot," Kirby commented.
"Well they are," Robbie agreed. "But that fact doesn't excuse the movie for using the time travel gimmick. The one thing I loved about the Stab franchise was that it made no use of Supernatural elements. No invincible killers, no dream sequences, and no one rises from the dead."
"I thought Stab 4 was bad, but this killed what little faith in have in Dimension Films," Charlie commented sounding ashamed that he was even here.
"Come on. It's not that bad," A member of the group declared.
"Who are you?" Brian asked.
"Oh hi. I'm Niley. Nice to meet you," Niley waved.
"Guys. Movie. Focus," Amanda commanded and everyone turned back to the film. They hadn't missed anything important. Judy made a comment about how next time she should bring the gun with her into the suspicious warehouse.
Cotton informed Future GF about Judy and he said not to worry about her. The scene was now a close up of Roman's mask less face. He had a distant, deep in thought look on his face.
"You ready for this Roman? Roman, snap out of it," Stu said hitting Roman's arm.
"Sorry; spaced out on an old memory," Roman said.
"About what?" Stu asked.
"None of your business," Roman answered pulling up to the home of Mrs. Loomis.
"Alright. Remember the plan," Stu said leaving the van out of costume. He ran up the front porch of Debbie Loomis' new home and frantically banged on the door. Debbie opened it and Stu pushed past her inside; the floor was littered with tissues.
"Stu? What on Earth are you doing here?" Debbie asked surprised to see him; her eyes were red from all the crying she had been doing since she discovered Billy was dead.
"I need help Mrs. Loomis. I'm…I'm in trouble. Big trouble," Stu said hysterically.
"Your name is all over the news, Stu. Give me one reason why I shouldn't call the police right this instant?" Mrs. Loomis said; tears ceasing to fall. It was kind of scary to say the least.
"I'm innocent, Mrs. Loomis. You've gotta believe me," Stu begged. Mrs. Loomis smiled and gave a very creepy laugh. "Um…Mrs. Loomis?"
"Stu, please. How long have I known you?"
"Most of high school," Stu answered sounding nervous.
"And in that time I know for a fact that you're the worst liar known to man."
"Roman, what's taking so long?" Stu muttered to himself.
"So Stu, imagine my surprise when I was watching T.V. and right in the middle of 'Psycho' a special news bulletin about an attack at the Hospital interrupts it. Picture my shock and horror when I find out that my son was amongst one of the causalities!" She shouted slamming her fist into the kitchen counter.
"Roman. Any day now," Stu whispered moving towards the back of the kitchen.
"What's wrong Stu? You're…haha…you're not scared are you? After all you're a wanted killer and I'm just Debbie Loomis. I'm the one who should be fearing for my life right now; not the other way around." Debbie wrenched open one of the kitchen drawers and pulled out a gun.
"Oh fuck!" Stu shouted and ducked missing her gun shot and ran for cover. Debbie fired two more bullets shattering the pantry doors and plunging through part of the wall. Stu crawled behind the couch wondering what the Hell Roman was doing.
"You know Stu if you hadn't killed my son, I would've just called the police," Mrs. Loomis said prowling around the living room.
"I can see that being a total nut runs in the family," Stu insulted and ran for it again. A bullet smashed into his shoulder and brought Stu crashing into the side of a table. He broke off two of the legs bringing part of the table down on top of him.
"Where the fuck are you! ?" Stu shouted this time.
Mrs. Loomis shoved the table off of Stu and aimed her gun at his head this time. Before she could pull the trigger, Roman dashed into the room and plunged his knife into Mrs. Loomis' back. She cried out in agony dropping her gun into Stu's hand. Roman shoved her to the floor and Stu pointed the gun at her.
"Die motherfucker!" He yelled and shot her in the head at point blank range.
"Where were you, dick?" Stu asked putting the gun down and wiping away the blood that covered his face after shooting Mrs. Loomis.
"I thought you could take Debbie on your own with no problem. Looks like I was wrong," Roman said. "How's your gunshot wound?"
"It's ok. Nothing fatal," he groaned.
"Well that's too bad Stu," Roman said.
"What?" Stu asked and Roman sliced into his neck.
"I assume you're wondering 'why'?" Roman asked watching Stu strangle on his own blood.
"Let's just say that there are too many writers in the story Stu. Ghostface is my creation and it's high time I take full possession of the creative reigns," Roman said and left Stu to die. He entered his car as and started to dial a number on his phone.
"I assume you've taken care of Mrs. Loomis," Future GF said.
"Yes. Any reason you had us gank her?" Roman asked.
"That's none of your concern Roman," Future GF replied.
"Well, unfortunately she had a gun. Stu…didn't make it," Roman said driving off. "He was a liability anyway with his identity exposed, so I chose to not look at this as a step backwards."
"I suppose you are right Roman," Future GF said.
"What do you want me to do now?" Roman asked.
"Report back to the hideout and wait for me there," Future GF said.
"Hey you bastard! Let me out of here!" Roman heard Gale Weathers shout on the other end.
"Bitch has been screaming like that in the back of the van the entire drive. I've come close to going off my own script and slitting her throat right here and now."
"I know what you mean about wanting to go off script," Roman said and hung up.
Windsor College that night
"No. My keen fashion sense," Buffy said and set Lothos' face on fire.
"That does it," Mark Kincaid said and shut off the T.V.
"Hey I was watching that," his roommate, Jim said.
"How can you watch this? It sucks. It has nothing on the T.V. series," Kincaid said.
"What does the show have that the movie doesn't, if I may ask?" Jim asked.
"In this one season alone: better dialogue, character development, characters in general, humor, cool fight scenes, and last but not least, Sarah Michelle Gellar," Kincaid said.
"Kristy Swanson was better," Jim mumbled.
"You realize that if you ever said that in front of the film majors, you'd be liable to get beaten up and I wouldn't do a thing to stop them."
"Very funny Mark."
"Hold up. I fully remember that Kincaid was supposed to be 30 or somewhere around that age in the Sunrise Studio murders. If this is four years ago that would make him 26 meaning he'd be out of College. First they get the date of the first massacre wrong, now they fuck up the age of one of the characters," Kirby criticized.
"Ok, you got me on the date, but as for Kincaid according to the internet his age was retconed to about 26 in the third Stab film so they could use a younger actor. Also had something to do with them wanting the character closer to Sidney's age so they could work a romantic sub-plot. That plot never saw the light of day, however, after the real Sidney sued them halfway through Stab 3's production," Brian said coming to the movie's defense again.
"I'll never understand Hollywood and its inability to leave certain facts alone," Robbie sighed.
"And correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't Buffy the Vampire Slayer start in March of 1997? A date the timeline of this film isn't close to," Jill said.
"Ok enough. I don't want to hear another word out of you guys for the rest of this movie. Am I understood?" Amanda fiercely whispered.
Most of the group nodded; save for three individuals she had previously never seen present with Charlie and his friends. One of them looked like a jock, there was also an Asian, plus another guy Amanda guessed was there with Jill. She shrugged and prayed she could enjoy the rest of Stab 5 in peace.
"Jim, don't you think we should be studying so we can you know, graduate and pursue our lives' desire to become cops?"
"Relax buddy. All the information's right up here," he said pointing to their heads. "There's no way we're going to fail tomorrow's test," he said. Right after he said this the power to their room shorted out.
"Stupid faulty wiring," Jim said taking up a flashlight. He clicked it on and Mark made a scary face freaking him the Hell out.
"You know I hate it when you do that," he complained hitting the laughing Kincaid with the flashlight.
"It's not my fault you are so easy to scare," Kincaid laughed.
"AHHHHH!" A shrill scream sounded outside in the hall.
"Ok Kincaid. You've made you point," Jim said almost dropping the flashlight.
"That wasn't me."
"Yeah right. And Jason Voorhees doesn't wear a hockey mask."
"He technically didn't for his first appearance," Kincaid started, but stopped when Jim made a slashing motion against his throat. They made their way into the hallways of their dorm and saw other curious individuals leaving their rooms as well.
"Go back to your rooms, this is future police business," Kincaid said making his friend role his eyes. He stopped when he heard someone whimpering.
"Over there," Kincaid pointed. Jim shined his flashlight illuminating a young girl's body; blood covering her upper torso.
"Jim, call the police," Kincaid said and ran to the girl's side. "Who did this to you?" He asked. The girl had a mortified look on her face.
"It's ok. We aren't going to hurt you," Jim said.
The girl started breathing heavily and pointed a shaky finger directly behind Kincaid and Jim. Jim swiftly spun around and grabbed Ryan's knife. He fought him for control and Jim shoved him into the wall. Ryan threw his knife with great precision sinking into the area below the collarbone. Jim wailed out and Kincaid delivered a kick to Ryan's chin. Ryan fell back, but somersaulted back to his feet.
"Hey!" Judy yelled out. Ryan spotted her and ducked her gun shot, which almost hit Kincaid. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" She apologized.
Ryan smirked under his mask and ran for the stairs; Kincaid pursued him leaving Judy to tend to Jim and the unnamed girl. Ryan jumped up several of the steps putting great distance between him and Kincaid.
"You have a plan for getting Jackie out of there, passed the police?" Randy asked now reunited with Emma and Jessica. "Because I don't want to be subject to another round of questioning from those guys. Of all the cops in this place I get stuck with not one, but two bad cops."
"I'm making this up as I go along," she answered watching the officers patrolling the hallway Jackie's room was in. "I was hoping they'd eventually leave their posts for something and we could swoop in and out before they knew we were here, but I'm beginning to doubt that kind of luck will happen," Emma said.
She heard chatter coming from the hall and watched the cops talking on their radios. After finishing they suddenly raced away from their posts looking rather excited.
"That was easy," Jessica said.
"Wait? What about Tatum?" Randy asked.
"She's in the room adjacent to Jackie's. Given how I knocked her out cold she'll probably respond better to you," Jessica said.
Kincaid reached the roof of the dorm. There appeared to be no trace of Ryan anywhere. He let the door shut behind him and Ryan immediately appeared. Kincaid flew around blocking his punch and kicked him into the door.
Kincaid backed away a few feet to a safe distance and asked, "What do you want?"
"It's not about what I want. It's about what my boss wants," Ryan said.
The door was kicked open a second time whacking Ryan down to the floor. Jim rushed out of it with the knife still planted firmly in his body. Ryan started to get back up, but Jim tackled Ryan sending them both flying over to the edge of the building. Jim dragged Ryan back up and fought to shove him over the edge. Ryan shoved his fist into the knife multiple times, but Jim refused to give up. Kincaid ran to Jim's aid, but this time Ryan pulled the knife straight out of Jim and threw it at Kincaid. It clipped part of his waist and he tripped to the floor.
"Kincaid!" Jim shouted and Ryan laughed right in Jim's face. He pulled back on Jim's jacket and sent them both falling over.
"No!" Kincaid yelled. He made it to the edge and saw the two of them fall into a tree.
Ryan grasped part of a branch keeping him safe, but Jim missed it and continued to fall. His head connected with the street snapping his neck on impact. Kincaid barreled back into the stair well, jumped down half the steps, and reached Jim's body as Ryan got out of the tree.
He didn't have time to collect himself as Kincaid tackled him back to the ground and ripped off his mask. Ryan bit Kincaid's hand and hit him in his ribs knocking him back. They struggled to their feet and stared one another down.
"Ryan?" Judy said; gun pointed at him. She had a look on her face that was somewhere between both belief and disbelief.
"Hicks," He said.
"Why?" She choked out.
"I'm psychotic. Let's leave it at that," Ryan said hearing police sirens. Judy felt a knot tighten in her stomach. Susie had been right about him all along. Of course she was right. "Put the gun down Hicks. Do you really have it in you?"
"Let's find out," Judy said and aimed the gun at his head. Ryan dove dodging the bullet. He executed another somersault move and launched his feet into Judy's hand sending the gun out of it. He kicked Judy's feet out from under and ran for it again. Kincaid gave chase as police cars came into view. Ryan jumped over the hood of the car and continued to sprint while Kincaid was forced to a halt.
"Hands up!" One of the cops yelled as multiple guns were pointed at the two. Kincaid and Judy's hands went up. The cops surrounded them and Jim's corpse and started to go through the motions of reading them their rights. Kincaid gazed at his dead roommate and felt a burning desire for revenge flair up inside him. Whoever that guy was he would pay for what he did.
Back at the Hospital, Emma approached the sleeping Jackie and shook her awake.
"Who are you two?" She asked, but after a few seconds focusing, she recognized Emma. "Wait I remember you."
"Glad you do. Now come on. We have to get out of here," Emma said tossing Jackie her clothes.
"Why?" Jackie groggily asked. "We aren't under attack again are we?"
"No, but you're in bigger danger than you know and we have no time to explain it to you. I can't believe I'm about to say this, but you have to come with me if you want to live," Jessica said holding out her hand.
"It's either this or I knock you out and carry you from this place, which I'd rather not do," Jessica added. Jackie looked at the call button and then at Jessica's hand, which was slowly shaping into a fist.
Three minutes later the group snuck out of the Hospital through the back entrance. Most of the cops had left following a lead on Ghostface. A small number of cops were left behind to patrol the Hospital, but it was a small enough number for the group to get around.
"So how are we getting out of here?" Jackie questioned.
"I feel guilty even thinking it, but I think our best way out of here is to use Dewey's cop car," Randy suggested.
"I think you're right…why are you carrying her?" Emma asked acknowledging the sleeping Tatum.
"I couldn't bring myself to wake her up," he said. They ran to the area where some of the cop cars were still parked and saw Dewey's car.
"Crap, where are the keys?" Randy asked.
"I don't need no stinking keys," Emma said hotwiring the car. They took off for their destination unaware that Roman was watching them make their escape.
To Be Continued…
A/N: Only 1 chapter left before the grand finale folks! That means you can finally stop racking your brains trying to figure out who Future GF is!
I'd like to thank Billy bob D for allowing me to do a small crossover with his story Woodsboro High. If you haven't read it yet, what are you waiting, huh! ? What are you waiting for! ? Haha. Couldn't resist.
Despite what Amanda said to the inner circle they're still going to give a few more of their comments on the film in the last group of chapters. I would've given lines to the characters of Stephie, Cory, and Prichard, but since I didn't want to do them an injustice since they're Billy Bob's characters I just had them be acknowledged.
The Buffy thing was a deliberate goof plus in-joke since Sarah Michelle Gellar was in Scream 2.