A/N A little twist and a little plagirism, forgive me and onwards we go!
Chapter 12 Dumb blonde meets a killer
"Raven, I'm sorry about your sister" Trish said softly as the video switched off and the tiny tattooed girl went back to her meal of Punk.
"Why? She's not dead" Raven said simply, Randy cleared his throat looking at the girl.
"Seriously stop eating him, its gross"
"I'm hungry, deal with it douche-bag"
"I think I know why I was chosen" Trish said quietly, Raven looked at the blonde with those pericing silver eyes.
"Well wanna share it with the class?"
Randy shot her an evil look making Raven flip him off, not caring what he did or said after that.
"I was watching movies with my girlfriend Mickie, and I said that the blonde on screen was stupid because she was running up the stairs into capture instead of outside, it was insulting like saying all blondes are stupid. The next day I was sent this invite, it said that I had to prove that I was not a dumb blonde"
Raven tapped her chin thoughtfully, "So I'm pickin you're gonna get chased after and instead of running up the stairs, you'll be expected to run out the front door, but the front door is bolted shut, so you'll have no choice but to go upstairs. Interestin"
"That won't happen" Randy scoffed at the small girl, "How do you even know that will happen?"
"I don't, its just a guess. I have a ninety-nine percent guess rate"
"Meaning?"
"Ninety-nine percent of the time, my guesses are right. So perhaps Trish, you wanna stay with us. At least until 'Daffney' shows up"
Randy scoffed again making Raven turn on him "So tell us, if you're so damn smart, why are you here?"
"Don't know"
"I think you do, but you don't wanna share because it's either embarrassing or it'll put you in the firing line of being our killer"
"We all know you're the killer Raven, so don't pin this on me"
Raven ignored him and turned to John "So wanna tell us why you're here? Who knows, perhaps my sister will jerk you off again as a reward"
John let a smile slip, "I don't know. I really don't"
"Isn't that interestin, four people left and only two of them can be accounted for, the other two who have the 'means' of killin people, suddenly don't feel like sharing. Thats very interestin"
Randy thumped his hand on the table, everyone jumped but Raven, she merely looked at him with a slightly bored look. "You're the one who isn't accounted for Raven, if that is your real name"
"I assure you it is, and I suggest you back the fuck up Orton, I'm as deadly as my middle name and twice as fast"
Randy got right up in her face so his nose was pressing against her's, "I fail to see what you're gonna do about it little girl"
Raven wrapped a hand around his neck, Trish let out a scream as Randy fell to his knees, the pain shooting straight up his spine and out his mouth. "There are two nerves at the base of your neck Randal, they are known as the double P nerves, one is the pain nerve and the other is the paralysis nerve, when pushed you either feel pain or numbing. The human brain is amazing, when the pain nerve is pushed like I'm doing now, " Raven pushed her fingers in harder making Randy's body on its on the pain still shooting up and down his body, he tried to get away from it, but his body wasn't listening to him now, it was taking its commands from Raven. "When you feel pain, your first instinct is to move, to get away from it but when the paralysis nerve is hit, the body can't move. The brain is sending out the message but the body isn't responding, it keeps going and eventually the body starts to give out, the brain sent into over drive, see no one has ever had the two nerves pushed together to see any lasting damage, would you like to be the first? I wonder if the brain will explode from your body? That should be fun to watch. Sadly however you may come in handy"
Raven let him go and Randy fell backwards, Trish looked up at Raven as John helped him up, "You let him go,"
"Yeah, cause I'm a nice girl" Raven smiled sweetly at the bigger man.
"And whats to stop me from kicking your face in?"
"Because you touch me, you're not gettin up again. Thats right, I'm your white mage and no one fucks with the white mage"
"What do you mean by not gettin up again?"
Raven got up and stretched, "I used to be a doctor and Iziah used to be a coroner, so yeah we're used to dead bodies" She looked to Randy again "Thats why we're comfy with dead people, we used to deal with 'em day in and day out."
Before another torture lesson could break out, John spoke up "I know why I'm here, I think. On my invite it said I was the hero, the golden boy. I said before to a mate of mine that if I was in a horror movie I would be the only one that survived"
"Interestin. Randy wanna share or are you still gonna be a fucktard about it?"
He ignored her and looked to John and Trish, "You two can stay with the psycho but I'm going to find a way out"
"Randy, I don't think you should go by yourself, its what the killer wants" Trish tried to plead but it wasn't working, Randy was hell bent on leaving them and leave he would.
"You two can stay here but I can gaurentee if you do, she's going to kill you"
"Try not to get yourself killed Randy, God forbid you'd make me happy" Raven grinned before looking at her fingers in mild interest.
Randy let out a growl before stalking away. Trish looked after him, "I'll go and make sure he's ok"
John looked back to Raven who was still playing with her fingers, "Has Randy done anything or had anything done to him?"
"No, why?"
Raven held up her fingers, "Then why is he bleeding?"
Randy found himself in a bathroom, every inch of it was clean and clinical, a raw chemical smell hitting his nose, he didn't like it but for right now he was stuck with it. It was the only place with a mirror. Randy had felt the pain in his back since setting foot in this place, but he hadn't checked it out, being a builder, he was used to having a sore back so the pain could be ignored. Of course everyone else came on their own free will, they were sent an invite and then arrived, after his invite had arrived however, he was knocked out by something, when he came too he had the shooting pain in his back and then he came to the house. Through all the death and accusing the twins of being psycho killers, the pain in his back had left him but now that he was on his own, the pain was back at an alarming rate. Randy peeled off his shirt and tilted the cabnet mirror so he could see what was on his skin. Wet blood and an eerie message blared back at him, he could read it perfectly, whoever had written, no carved, his skin had taken the time because it was all backwards and he needed the mirror to read it. It was the reason he was chosen.
Randy quickly put his shirt back on, Trish's footsteps and calling voice was getting louder and louder. Randy shut his eyes and tried his hardest not to feel anything. She tapped on the door,
"Randy? Are you in there?"
Randy opened the door and quickly pulled her inside, "I think I know who's doing this, but you gotta stay in here"
"Who's doing this and how do you know"
"Theres a message on the bottom of the bath, written in dirt"
Trish stepped around him and took hold of the white shower curtain, silently Randy pulled the belt out of his jeans, Trish pulled back the curtain to see the dirt ridden message, Try running now blondie
Her voice was cut short, Randy pulled the belt around her throat and pulled tight, Trish tried to scream, tried to get free but Randy pulled it tighter until her body was flailing around like a rag-doll. Trish stamped on his foot but the belt didn't even budge, Randy kept pulling, her legs knocking into the sink and walls, causing a loud thumping, Trish clawed at his hands, little droplets of blood spilling onto the floor but doing nothing to help the blond. Randy kept pulling until her neck gave a sickening crack, and Trish slumped down dead. Randy quickly put the belt back in his jeans and took a deep breath, trying not to look at the dead blonde. Slipping from the bathroom he made his way downstairs and towards the others, Trish would be discovered soon and he needed to make sure the cuts on his hands could be explained.
A/N Hows that for a slice of fried gold? lol still got plenty of twists...
