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:
**OC's
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
***Important OC's for rest of chapters
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
Dara Tomas - Dewey's right hand Deputy, Dara is also a Senior Deputy and next in line for Sheriff providing Dewey weren't to run again. Dara has worked with Dewey for years and is the same age as he and Gale. She is close friends with Gale. Her son is dating Killian. - Calista Flockhart
Dawson Tomas - Dara Tomas' 19 year old son. Killian's boyfriend. - Guillian Yao Gioiello
Ryn Louis - Ryn Louis is a 23 year old investigative journalist. She works for a private news company and is commonly considered vain, but she has also proven to be a rather kind person, she just has a very high respect for herself making her sound snooty. - Jayne Wisener
Ryan Jackson - 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 - 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
Miss Geiger - English 1 Teacher, Newbie, Push-Over - Rose Leslie
Mrs Hammond - A.P. Biology Teacher, Phone Nazi, Life Nazi, Bitch - Reese Witherspoon
Henry Jackson - Henry is a 19 year old that goes to school with Hallie and the others. He's on the basketball team with Mark and Drew. Henry is a very charismatic young man, but has some self-worth issues. - Michael Vlamis
This chapter is the same day as chapter 11, but it will show Mark's and Kirrah's take on the day after they left school.
Present Day - October 15, 2019
Hallie was forcing herself to stay awake, all the teens were. Another relentless round of questioning for each of them.
Mark was trying to locate the tattoo he had seen on whoever the hell attacked him in a book of prison tattoos and using the internet, searching tattoos with similar designs to what he remembered seeing. He swore it looked like a phoenix. It was a bird, rising from flames, with a word in the middle of the flames. He couldn't make out the word.
Kirrah was going over everything she talked to the killer about on the phone with the detectives that were at Hallie's house. She had been talking about it for so long she almost felt as though she were reciting the same thing over and over again. She hated it. She hated that she and Mark got attacked. That their past almost got him killed.
Drew was helping Mark search for tattoos. The two were searching everything they could find. Drew was starting to get jittery from all the caffeine he had throughout the night.
"Alright, Drew, time to lay off the energy drinks and whatever else you've had," Kirrah told him as she walked over and sat down with he and Mark.
"I needed something to keep me awake. This guy's getting worse," he sighed. His aggravation was showing through, he didn't know what else to do aside dive in and help figure out who the asshole was that was trying to kill them.
Hallie was sitting with her dad on the couch. They were talking about something under their breath, no one could hear them.
Sidney was talking to Randy and Karen in the doorway between the living room and kitchen. Karen looked terrified and Randy and Sidney both looked angry.
"So, you're telling me, this idiot was trying to mimic the Casey Becker killing, twice?" To say Randy was pissed was an understatement.
"But why?" Derek asked as Lois hugged their son from where he walked over and stood beside her.
"No, he only reenacted once."
Everyone stared silently at Sidney.
"What do you mean?" Tatum asked shakily.
"She means, Carlie and Scott were decoys. The only thing that matters to whoever this is, is getting back at those of you who beat them. All of you survived, you, you have lives with families and you're happy. This guy isn't, and he's pissed that you all are," Hallie told them from where she stood between Kirrah and Drew by the steps.
"I'm still lost," Mickey added in confusion.
"Hurting you is the only thing that matters," Drew pipped in.
"And what better way to do that, than by hurting us?" Mark spoke solemnly as he joined his friends.
Kirrah held fear in her eyes, but nothing but anger in her words, "It's the perfect revenge plan," Her anger, however, was not directed at their parents, but the asshole doing this shit. Kirrah just lost a best friend, and she couldn't lose anyone else. She was scarred for Killian's sake, and her friends' too, but something really worried her about him.
All of the parents shared the same worried looks that they held themselves when the killings started years ago. True fear. They all knew this was no hoax. They all knew this was real.
After their talk, the teens and parents dispersed to other areas. Mark, Kirrah and Gale were out back. Gale was just out of hearing range, unless they shouted. Sidney, Stu, Randy, Karen, Drew, and Hallie were sitting at the holiday dinner table so they could all comfortably sit and talk. Lois, Derek, and Dewey were standing in the doorway that led out of the kitchen and into the back, talking to Mickey and Tatum about the years that had past and what all they had been doing.
Kirrah and Mark were quietly talking by the pool, both hoping no one would hear their conversation.
"I didn't tell anyone! Mark, seriously, do you think I would do that after I was the one to ask you to keep quiet?" Kirrah whisper-yelled at him.
Mark rubbed his eyes and sighed deeply, "Kirrah, how else could someone have found out? I sure as hell didn't tell anyone in fear you'd tell Hallie and she'd kill me!"
Kirrah chuckled, "Drew would kill you first. Just cause Hallie was pissed."
"You're probably right. Just like Killian would've killed anyone who pissed off Dawson," Mark laughed.
"Killian? Wait..." Kirrah sat straight up with a mortified look in her eyes.
"You blabbed while you were drunk, didn't you?" Mark looked at her with a straight face.
She nodded, "I may have, I don't really remember. I know when we drink we just talk. And he gets personal, he's my gay cousin, I can't just ignore him. Besides, it was just a one time thing, anyway. Why does it matter?"
Mark got quiet, and Kirrah tensed when she realized why.
"You didn't want it to be a one time thing, did you?" she didn't know. He never told her. Yeah, he and Drew had crushed on her and Hallie for years, but he was always with a bunch of girls. She never thought he really cared about being serious.
Mark shook his head, but never looked away from the ground. He was embarrassed, "I'm, I'm gonna head inside..." he muttered as he got up and walked back into the house, ignoring Kirrah calling after him.
"Fuck me," she mumbled to herself as she got up and walked over to her aunt.
"That bad, huh, honey?" Gale asked with a sensitive smile.
"I didn't know, Aunt Gale. I really didn't."
"I guess that's a part of being best friends with someone. And being related to someone, as well. You see who care about the people you care about, too. Maybe it's also just a part of growing up. Because even though we sometimes see the things no one else can, sometimes we don't. And I'm going to tell you right now, everyone else saw that. Mark's been just as head over heels for you as Drew has Hallie for years. He's just a bit shyer than Drew about it. Drew knew Hallie felt the same way about him. With you two, it's always up in the air. Sometimes we think something's going on with you two, and other times, we just don't know what to assume," Gale let out a breathy laugh. It felt good.
"Thanks, Aunt Gale. I guess, you're right. And, to be honest, I should probably go talk to Mark. If I can find him, that is," Kirrah smiled as she walked inside, past her parents, Mark's parent's, and her uncle. "Did you guys see where Mark went? I made a joke that went too far and I think I bruised his ego."
Derek laughed, "Yeah, it's really not hard to hurt Mark's ego. He's always had self-esteem issues. Even as one of the most popular kids in school, he has self-esteem problems. I don't get it."
Lois patted his shoulder, "Derek, just because popularity made you smiley and happy and boisterous, does not mean it does the same for our son. He said something about the study as he walked by, if that helps, Kirrah,"
"Thank you, Mrs. Feldman."
As she passed the dining area, she could hear Hallie's and Drew's parents laughing together, but when she took a glance, Drew and Hallie weren't with them.
******************************************with Hallie and Drew*******************************************************
"So, if you're parents, or any of our parents, for that matter, catch us out here, we are screwed for disobeying what they asked, you do realize that, right?" Drew taunted with a smile.
Hallie only grinned as she stared up into the open blue sky. It was barely 9am. School was closed indefinitely after the latest attacks on Drew and Hallie then Kirrah and Mark. "You know, as unfortunate as this is going to sound-"
"Then please don't say it Hal, cause I know what you're about to say. And I swear, I just don't think it's-"
Hallie cut Drew off mid-rant to kiss him. His arm quickly pulled her closer to him, until she was flush with him. Hallie's hands were on either side of Drew's face. He was holding tightly onto her, as if he'd never let go. That was how Hallie felt in that very moment. And she never wanted it to end.
"It's just a party, Drew."
"Yeah, and I seem to recall that being were Billy Loomis planned to end his massacre. What if this is some trap and we don't know it?" Drew asked. His arms were still around Hallie - she was so tiny, but his hands were on her hips, all the while, Hallie's hands never left Drew's face.
"If it's a trap, we will figure it out when we get there."
"And if it's too late," he asked as he leaned his head slightly forward, just so it would rest on Hallie's forehead.
"At least we had fun," she gave a small chuckle that made Drew laugh.
******************************************with Kirrah and Mark*******************************************************
"Mark?" Kirrah whispered and gently knocked on the door to the study and slowly let the door slide open.
Mark was sitting on the couch looking at their yearbook. They had just released it the day before the attack on Mark and Kirrah.
Kirrah walked over quietly and sat down next to Mark, startling him, as he slightly jumped when she did.
"Hey," he never looked up from the pages he was turning.
"Are you mad at me?" Kirrah asked. She didn't know what else to ask, or what to even say. She had just practically thrown Mark's heart at his feet. And that was never what she intended.
He tilted his head towards the ceiling and let out a throaty chuckle, "How can I be mad when I never told you?"
Mark's body was turned slightly, so he was facing at a 45 degree angle away from her. Kirrah leaned forwards and rested her head on his shoulder. This made Mark tense up.
"I never meant to hurt you, Mark. You have to believe that," Kirrah's voice cracked. She felt terrible.
"Yeah, I know. I just kinda feel like an idiot, cause you're right. How were you supposed to know if I never said anything? I never made it obvious, never told you how I felt, never told you-"
"Mark, I get it," Kirrah laughed, so did Mark. It was a light laugh, though, compared to the painful ones he had been giving. Kirrah considered that an accomplishment.
"I still wanna go to that party," Mark told her with a sly smile.
Before either one of them could say anything else, Drew and Hallie walked through the door hand-in-hand.
Drew was the first to speak, "Someone say something about a party?"
Mark shook his head with an innocent look.
Kirrah slapped him in the chest.
"See, abusive!" Mark feigned hurt and splayed his hand across his chest.
******************************************with everyone*******************************************************
All four teens were seated on the couch. It was now a little after 3pm, and no one had told them anything. It was obvious that Drew and his father shared their impatience. Both were fidgeting and bouncy. No one really wanted to sit still.
Randy, Karen, Sidney, Stu, and Dewey were all talking to Randy's supervisor about what was going on. Derek, Lois, Tatum, Mickey, and Gale were just trying to keep the teens from having nervous breakdowns.
"Hey, guys, it's not like this isn't something we haven't all made it through before. You kids are a lot smarter, and a lot stronger than any of us ever were," Derek told them with a passion.
Gale nodded and continued, "You kids are so stubborn, but it's what will help you survive this asshole. I have to say, as much as I hate telling you kids this, but trust your instincts, no matter what they may be. You'll know when you need to get yourselves out of a sticky situation."
"Haha," Mickey laughed, then added his own remark, "You've proven already that you can get yourselves in and out of those, on numerous occasions."
The kids all smiled, even laughed a bit. But it still hurt to know that their families hid parts of their past away. Hid pain and hurt that they went through.
Hallie stared at Mr. Altieri, then her own father. Both men manipulated by someone who they believed they could trust. Someone who wouldn't turn their backs on them - they thought. And both men still suffer with the consequential nightmares due to the pain and horrors they caused others all those years ago. To her, the most pain she felt was for their parents, not at them for not telling her anything. She went through being angry at them, now she just felt bad, because after everything she and her friends had been through, she knew it had to be worse for her mother - especially knowing that the last killer was the same person who killed Sidney's mother, Hallie's grandmother.
"Alright, so you kids need to start alerting anyone anytime you get an unknown call. You do not answer it without someone else present, do you hear me?"
The four teens stared at the supervising FBI agent who was abrupt with them.
"With all due respect, Sir, these kids have been through hell. You could be a little nicer to them. It's not their faults that their is a psycho out there who wants to play with knives," Sidney told him rudely. She did not take kindly to anyone disrespecting any of the kids in her house.
Randy stared at his boss with a look crossed between anger and aggravation. He shook his head and began to walk towards Sidney and Stu's kitchen, only to be stopped as soon as he heard Mark's phone begin to ring.
Slowly, Mark pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket. Sure enough, the caller was Unknown.
"Answer it, put it on speaker," Randy told him calmly.
Mark nodded and did as he was told, "Hello?"
"Hello Mark, how you feelin', buddy?" The chilling voice echoed through the living area of the house.
"I'm not your buddy, you fucking freak!" Mark told him angrily.
The sinister laugh came through the speaker. It terrified Hallie, but she wasn't going to let this guy win. He couldn't beat her mom, he sure as hell wouldn't beat her.
******************************************later that night******************************************
"Alright, so we somehow managed to get our parents to convince the FBI to work from the police station. Now, someone tell me how that gets us any closer to getting our asses out of this house and to Henry's party later?" Kirrah asked quietly as the teens sat in Hallie's bedroom.
Mark shrugged, "Maybe we can tell them we wanted to go see a movie at the drive-in? I mean, really, it's not like this ass is going to attack all of us, at the same time, in one vehicle. It would be stupid."
"Mark has a point. Why would one guy attack four teens at the same time? It's mental," Drew told them confidently.
Hallie shook her head, "My parents would never go for it. They know I'd rather watch a movie at home, anyways."
Kirrah sighed, "She's right."
Hallie was seated on her window sill, over looking the property that her parents owned. She smiled at her childhood in her home. Turning to look at her friends, Hallie saw Drew sitting in the chair at her desk, he was playing with a pen and drawing something on a paper that was just loose on the desk. Mark and Kirrah were sitting on her bed, Kirrah was sitting on the left side, closer to Hallie, and Mark was sitting on the right side, closer to the bedroom door. They looked like they were having some secret conversation. Hallie smiled at that, as well. Kirrah and Mark were always just as close as she and Drew. She wondered when Mark would grow the balls to tell Kirrah how he felt after he harassed Drew for so long. A thought crossed her mind, "I'll be back. Give me a minute, I need to talk to my mom and dad."
The other three stared at each other in confusion as Hallie lunged out the door.
After a few minutes, Hallie returned with a giant grin, "What are we waiting for? Let's go!"
They all followed Hallie down the stairs with smiles as they ran to Mark and Drew's cars and sped off before anyone could see them.
"What did you say to your parents?" Drew asked as he intertwined his fingers with Hallie's while they drove down the road.
"Nothing that matters, right now," Hallie told him with a smile as they followed Mark's car to Henry's place.
