Hello, my friends! Happy New Year! And what better way to celebrate than to post a brand new story! I normally post a new story on New Years Day, but I kinda took a break this time. And what do you know, it's another Fat Albert story. This one is gonna be much darker as you could probably tell based on the title and summary. Murders are happening all over North Philly, and all the victims are closed friends and loved ones to the gang, so it's up to them to find the murderer.

I dunno why I like this dark edgy stuff. It's just too interesting for me. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy! Here we go!

Warning: This story will contain mentions of death and graphic depictions of death. Also heavy themes such as suicide and depression. If you feel uncomfortable with that kind of stuff, I advise you to turn back while you can. Otherwise, you have been warned.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Prologue

North Philadelphia was a simple part of the city in Pennsylvania. Not a lot happened in the everyday lives of the residents there. There would be an occasional event here or there, but other than that, things were pretty normal.

Event the occasional tragedy was rare when it came to this city. The important thing was that the community always came together in some of the darkest of times...

And soon... they would need to come together yet again for events that would have unfolded...

Which started not too long ago...

It was a nice warm night. Some of the young teenagers had already turned in for the night, and some were still wanting to hang around town. Some were just getting started for tonight. And one of those teens was Bobby Hanson...

"I'm heading out, Ma." He called as he started out the door.

"Be careful, and don't stay out too long." His mother called back.

"I won't..."

Bobby smiled as he walked to his car. He planned to spend a little time with his girlfriend and other friends, hanging around town, smoking and taking shots. But he knew he couldn't stay out long due to his curfew. And if he missed one more, he wasn't going to be hanging out for a while.

As he approached the car, he happened to notice something strange. For one thing, the hood was down. It had rained the previous night, so he remembered putting it down, but he also remembered putting it back up this morning.

Why was it suddenly down again?

Bobby was prepared to put it back up when he noticed another thing. It was running. He could hear the engine loud and clear, "What gives...?"

"Fancy a night out, Bobby..." said a mysterious voice.

"What...?"

The boy looked inside the car, and frowned when he saw that someone was sitting in the driver's seat, "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my car?" He demanded.

"Thought I'd take it for a little spin." The person smirked.

"Well, you'd better get out before I call the cops!"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you... or else you'd regret it."

Bobby growled as he then walked to stand at the back of the car, "Fine, then I'll just stand here 'til you get out." He said as he crossed his arms, "Cause I'm not gonna let you leave this driveway."

There was some silence before the person spoke again.

"Suit yourself..."

Suddenly, before Bobby could react, the person hit reverse very hard, as they ended up backing into Bobby, sending the teen crashing to the ground. Bobby hissed in pain as he clutched his arm. He was sure it was broken, "What are you doing, man? Are you crazy?

The person chuckled to themself as they shifted gears, moved the car up a little, before shifting back to reverse, and sped backward, the back left tire rolling fast for Bobby's head... and poor Bobby barely had any time to move out of the way...

There were sounds of squicking and thuds, but the person was satisfied as they moved back up, turned off the car, got out, and examined their work. Bobby Hanson's head was a completely crushed and bloody mess and separated from the rest of his body. The tires of his car made a red-colored streak in the driveway.

Another person popped up to wipe the evidence on the car to avoid fingerprints. Before handing the leader a pen and pencil. He quickly wrote a note and dropped it on Bobby's decapitated body...

"Let's head out before someone sees us..."

From across the street...

Rudy Davis groaned as he closed the magazine he was reading. He had yet again had the misfortune of hearing the revving of Bobby Hanson's car every night, and tonight was no exception.

"I wish that dude would just stay home for one night..."

He forced himself out of bed and trudged towards the window, no longer hearing the revving, and hoping that Bobby was gone... but what he heard instead was what sounded like shrieking cries of a woman.

Looking out of his window, Rudy gasped in horror. He saw Mr. and Mrs. Hanson standing in their driveway, with Mrs. Hanson sobbing uncontrollably, and Mr. Hanson looking at a piece of paper, while also trying to console his wife.

But what really scared Rudy was seeing Bobby's body just lying there... there was a pool of blood now forming. And it was too much for the rich boy to take as he backed away and spirited out of his room to find his parents...

As for the Hanson's, they were looking at the note that was left...

'Revenge is a broken bike, Bobby... should've looked where you were going...'

Wow. And already we have our first murder of the story. Bobby is a character from the FA episode 'Justice Good as Ever'. He was kind of a jerk in that one, but even he didn't deserve to die. Next will be the first official chapter as we see everyone react to the news of Bobby's death and get the gang wondering what's happening. I'll see you guys later. And as always, don't forget to review, please. Thank you.