Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Scream film or television series. I do not own any characters or places within this story. There will be places that do not exist (kinda obvious as Woodsboro itself is a fictional town), and there will be places that do i.e. Walmart, McDonald's, Six Flags, and others that I also DO NOT own...

In this story there will be multiple differences from the film series (i.e. Sidney's father is still alive), but that is to aid in how the story will flow along. (In saying Sidney's father is alive, I should say was alive as of the 2011 movie, the character of Neil actually died not long before the start of my story)

I will have a few Original Characters, these are going to be the main focus of the story, and they are kids of Ghostface victims and those to wear the Ghostface mask themselves.

There are characters in this story that were mentioned on screen but never seen, like Karen Kolcheck, and I will have face claims for them as some of these off screen characters will have a part in this story.

Characters/Face Claims:

Adults:

Karen Kolcheck, the goth girl that Randy hooked up with at the video store - Kaitlin Olson

Annabelle Macher, Stu's mother who provides parental guidance to Sidney and Karen - Fionnula Flanagan

Harvey Macher, Stu's father who has helped look after Sidney's children in the aftermath of of what his son and Billy have done - Clint Eastwood

**OC teachers, as the story revolves around Sidney's daughter, and other OC's will be mentioned before the chapters.

Kids:

Hallie Tatum is Sidney's 17 year old daughter. She is very smart, kind, out-going, and very strong-willed. Hallie is known for being very stubborn, as well as being very goofy, playful, and open-hearted - Britt Flatmo

Kirrah Errin is Hallie's best friend at school, she is also 17. Kirrah is a very bright student at school, but is known for her aloof personality. Sometimes she has a hard time concentrating, but once she gets going Kirrah puts 110% into everything she does. Kirrah is also known for having a slight temper - Taylor Hickson

Drew Joseph is 18 and he's also the guy at school who has friends everywhere he goes, he's super dorky, but also on the basketball team. His dad is a special forces officer and his mom is Karen Kolcheck - Cameron Kennedy

Mark Andrew is Drew's best friend who is also 18 and on the basketball team. He's usually a bit calmer and generally a bit more well liked by the quieter cliques at their school. He's known for being very smart, just like Drew, both being on the scholastic decathlon team - Liam Payne

***OC this chapter

Killian Riley - Dewey and Gale's 20 year old son. He is openly gay. Killian has his own shoppe in town. He is very close to Hallie, Kirrah, Drew, and Mark. - Troye Sivan

Tia Mitchell - Dewey's 23 year old secretary that is Gale's niece. - Lyndsy Fonseca

Dawson Tomas - Dara Tomas' 19 year old son. Killian's boyfriend. - Guillian Yao Gioiello

**Per request, I have added a couple of OC's that will be mentioned and possibly become a little more.

Ryan Jackson is a 19 year old from Virginia, he's also half blind. He lives with his girlfriend Chloe Ewing - Cameron Monaghan

Chloe Ewing is an 18 year old from Virginia. She comes from a wealthy family, but Chloe isn't about the extravagance like the others in her family - Lauryn Alisa McClain


Present Day - October 4, 2019

Three days.

It had been three days since anyone had heard anything about the killer.

They hadn't contacted any of them again since that day.

Hallie was nervous, to say the least.

Drew was anxious, that was obvious to everyone around him.

Kirrah and Mark, however, were the calmest. They knew that they had no control over their situation. They knew that there was no one-hundred percent chance of surviving this copy-cat, or possibly the same killer from '96.

Stu and Sidney were sitting at the patio table outside at the Meeks' residence. That's where everyone closely involved in the case was: Randy, Karen, Dewey, Gale, Tatum, Mickey, Derek, Lois - all of them. It astounded Sidney. She could also see why her daughter spent a lot of her time at this house.

Randy and Karen had an in-ground pool. It spanned fifteen feet and the depths ranged from two feet at the lowest and ten at the deepest. Around the pool were a few wooden, white deck chairs with nautical print on the banners. There were beautiful flowers and bushes surrounding the backyard, and a pool house that was almost a third of the size of the house itself. Next to the pool house, there was a tree with a tire swing.

Sidney had heard many stories about that tire swing, it caused her to chuckle.

The four teens were in the pool house. According to Randy and Karen, Drew moved out to the pool house when he turned fourteen because he wanted privacy. All of them, knowing what privacy a fourteen-year-old boy wants, let out a laugh.

"How the hell did we all end up back in each other's gravity after all these years?" Sidney laughed quietly as she sat around the table with the other parents.

"Maybe we were meant to be a part of each other's lives, Sid. Why else?" Tatum spoke up from her seat next to Mickey.

"If therapy has taught me anything, it's never to question the things you are given, but what you will do with them," Mickey told all of them as he cradled his beer bottle in his right hand.

"Yeah, I've heard that," Stu agreed, "In fact, it was that phrase that made me change my outlook on my life."

"I can agree," Mickey told him as he squeezed Tatum's hand.

"I wonder what they're up to?" Derek spoke quietly as he peered behind himself towards the pool house.

"I wouldn't. They're not fighting, and we can clearly hear them all. That's a blessing itself," Karen nodded her bottle in his direction.


"So, what do you guys think our parents are talking about?" Mark asked as he continued to cough, nearly falling off of Drew's bed.

"We put that damn thing out five minutes ago! Are you gonna make it, bro?" Drew looked at him curiously.

Hallie only laughed as Kirrah tried to help Mark off of the edge of the bed.

"They're probably being forced to talk about their shared past. They were going to have to confront it eventually, anyways. Why not now while we're all away from them?" Hallie added as she sat up from her laying position on the bed.

Drew was sitting in his gaming chair at the foot of his bed in front of his t.v. and gaming console.

Kirrah was now standing next to Mark, by the edge of the bed because he refused to sit up properly.

"Dude, fucking stop, you're gonna ruin it!" Kirrah whined as Mark leaned his head against her rib-cage.

"Ruin what!?" He asked with a goofy grin.

Drew threw a hacky sack at him, "Her high, you moron! You know she isn't going to say it out loud!"

Mark caught the hacky sack and laughed again as he hit the floor, Kirrah refusing to help him up this time around.

"You're own fault," Hallie told him as she walked over to look through Drew's large collection of DVD's, "Okay, Meeseeks, there are some things I don't need to know are in your movie collection. Also, I think one of your movies is in the wrong collection."

Drew jumped up from his chair and grabbed the case from her hand quickly and went into a different room. When he came back all three of them were staring at him with smiles and questioning glances.

"Look, the things I do in my free time are the things I do in my free time."

Hallie laughed and sat down with a surprised look on her face. She was grinning knowingly, as she was the only one who actually saw the DVD.

"Shut up, Hal!" Drew's face was more red than a tomato. He was embarrassed. Drew walked back out of the room, into the living room area of the pool house.

Hallie followed him, as she felt bad for embarrassing him.

"Drew, come on, why are you being so sensitive here lately?" Hallie asked jokingly.

He turned to face her, his face still slightly pink. Drew had shut off, he wasn't talking.

"Meeseeks? Don't be mad at me?" Hallie was about five inches from Drew's face, making weird faces at him, in hopes he would smile.

No such luck.

He only looked away.

"Drew, what the fuck?" Hallie asked quietly. She threw her arms in the air over-exaggeratedly.

"You know 'what the fuck', Hal! You know!" Drew whisper-yelled at her. He was upset, "It feels like you're messing with me," He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the wall. Drew had made eye contact with Hallie during his last comment, and hadn't broken it.

Hallie had never realized how much her jokes affected Drew. Yeah, sure, she playfully flirted with him, but they had done that since they were fourteen. Maybe it wasn't the jokes, maybe she just hadn't realized how much Drew had really liked her, in general.

"But, I'm not, Drew."

He swallowed and shrugged.

"We've always been so close, Hal. Always. Even as little kids when our moms hung out at Annie's, we were there for each other. We still are. It's just- it- it got real, this year. Everything did, after what happened with Scott and Carlie," he told her honestly.

"I didn't-"

"I didn't tell you, so of course you didn't know. That's my fault. I just, I didn't know how. And then shit got real, real fast. Especially when I had to go in for questioning and you were the only one backing me up. No one else did that for me, Hal."

A knock on the door putting a stop to their conversation.

"Everything okay? It got quiet," Derek and Randy were both in the doorway looking worried.

Hallie broke out into a fit of laughter at the looks on their faces.

"Are you all high?" Randy asked while shaking his head.

"Yup," Drew told him with a grin.

"Alright," Randy and Derek walked back to the other parents shaking their heads babbling incoherently about something stupid that they did as kids but hoped their kids would be smart enough not to do.

"Can we finish this talk now, or?" Drew turned to face Hallie as she had finally stopped laughing and he had finally shut the door.

"What do you want me to say, Drew?" Hallie asked. She had her hands in her hoodie pockets.

"I don't know, maybe that it isn't completely one-sided cause right now it feels that way. And I know it's not. I know what you say about me to other people, I know that you're always the first person to defend me, and if I were being honest, if I had to make a bet on who would be the first person to try to save my life and it came down to you and Mark, I think you would do it before he would."

Hallie's mouth opened and closed multiple times. He was right. It wasn't one-sided, but Hallie didn't want to fuck up the friendship that they had for years.

"It's not the easy, Drew. Not as long as we've been friends. I don't want us to end up realizing we are terrible for each other and then that make us hate each other, in general and then us never be friends again, cause let's face it, Drew, you are my best friend. You have been since I was four."

Drew just stared at her, taken aback by what she had just told him.

She did care for him, like he cared for her. But, she was scared.

"Hallie-"

Another knock. This time from the back, causing Hallie and Drew both to jump.

"Why would-?" Hallie stared, Mark and Kirrah had entered the living room upon the knock at the back of the house.

"No one uses that door," Drew told them.

All four teens stared towards the kitchen.

"We all go check together?" Mark suggested.

They looked to each other and nodded. The four of them crept quietly to the back door, Drew in the front, Mark to his left, and Kirrah and Hallie behind them.

The boys shared a look before a silent countdown to three. On three, Mark yanked the door open, and the sight cause Kirrah to scream.

Dawson Tomas. Dewey's right-hand deputy's son. He was nineteen.

"Uncle Dewey!" Hallie and Kirrah both screamed as the adults flooded the pool house.

Drew was holding onto Hallie as she buried her face into his chest, and Mark was holding a sobbing Kirrah tightly as he cradled her in his arms on the floor. Dawson was one of Kirrah's closest friends outside of their group.

The parents stared between the body and their children. How had this gotten past any of them?

Mickey was confused as he saw his daughter curled up on the ground, only to realize the body was of the boy who she referred to as her homosexual other half. Dawson Tomas. He had been a good friend and a great influence on Kirrah, in Mickey's opinion. He tried to keep her from parties or being out too late. In fact, Dawson was the reason that Kirrah decided to get a job after she turned sixteen. Mickey felt bad for Dara. He didn't know how Dewey would break this to her.

Soon, though, they heard Killian's voice echoing, causing Hallie and Drew to both run through the pool house and stop him at the door. It would not be good for him to see this. They told him what had happened, or what they had found. Killian was soon his own mess of tears and cries on the floor.

Hallie could only hug Drew. She didn't know what she would do if she lost him. Her solace came when he hugged her tightly to him.

This was going to be a lot worse than she had anticipated.