Hey, hey, hey! Another chapter today! This is where we'll see the next unfortunate murder victim. This one will also be a familiar character from the show. All the victims are actually, but this one might be more well known. We'll see. Enjoy!

Warning: Chapter contains another gruesome death. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter 2: Rooftop Kill

Nighttime was silent. Not too many people were outside hanging out. After the murder of Bobby, teens were a little more cautious this time around. However, it didn't stop some of them from still having fun within their own homes.

How... interesting...?

The same person lurked down the streets. It was time to perform the next murder. They had a feeling that this would be an easy one, not to mention very soul-crushing for the loved ones of the next victim.

And they were looking forward to this one...

"It's time to make the next move... I'm in the mood to make a drop on this person's life... if you know what I mean..."

Soon, they arrived at the location they were looking for with a smirk, "Next on our hit list... Elaine Withrow..." The person walked up to the house and started to climb up the side to the second floor. He peeked in one of the windows and saw just who he was looking for...

Elaine was busy practicing her cheerleading routine.

"Bitch thinks she's all high and mighty about knowing how to cheer. Well... she'll be cheering from the heavens very soon." The person sneered.

They then reached into their pocket to pull out a folded piece of paper, before slipping it through the open crack of her bedroom window. The person quickly moved out of view as Elaine was finishing up her routine to see the paper fall on the floor. Confused, the girl walked over to pick it up. Unfolding it, she read what was on it.

Come to your rooftop. I have a surprise for you- Donald

"Oh! How... sweet! And strange." She said with a smile. She was confused as to why Donald wanted to meet her on the roof, but she wouldn't know unless she found out. Although... after what happened the night before, she took special precautions and grabbed a baseball bat in case it was a trap.

With that in hand, Elaine made her way to the rooftop. Opening the door, she walked outside. Nobody seemed to be here at all. It was empty... and dark, "Hello? Donald?" She called, "Are you here?"

No response.

Must have been a trick by some dumb guys... She thought.

Elaine was about to head back inside before the door closed on her. A figure appeared with a smirk, "Hello, Elaine. Nice evening, ain't it?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Though I was Dumb Donald, didn't ya?"

"What's the big idea here?"

The person stepped closer to Elaine, "The big idea... is to make a few certain people pay for what they've done... and after we finish our goal, they're gonna regret the mistakes they've made."

All of this was starting to confuse and scare Elaine, as she held up her bat for protection, "I don't know what you're talking about... but you'd better leave me alone! Get outta here before I knock the wind outta you!"

But the figure only smirked even more, "I don't you'll be the one knocking the wind outta anybody..."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, another person came in to shove the girl to the ground, hard enough to send her in a daze and drop the bat. He then grabbed the bat and handed it to his leader. Before Elaine could completely recover, she felt herself getting bashed over and over by the bat. The two people laughed as they injured the poor girl. After another hit, the leader grabbed the girl by her hair and dragged her over to the edge of the roof.

"Oh, and before you go... tell Bobby Hanson I said hello in Hell." He sneered.

With that, he sent one last whack to her head, sending Elaine Withrow off the roof, and to the ground below, where she made a hard landing on top of a car. Much like before, the leader wrote something on a paper, and let it flow down until it landed on Elaine's bruised and bloody body.

The leader smirked to himself when he heard a door open, and the sounds of agonized screams, most likely coming from Elaine's mother, "Perfect... let's bounce before they see us..."

As for Mrs. Withrow, the first thing she noticed, besides her daughter's body, was a note...

You weren't good enough for that fool... probably should have stayed with the quarterback...

The next morning...

Albert found himself almost running late, as he grabbed breakfast to go this morning. When he arrived at school, he could definitely tell that the tension was somber. More students were talking, and even more were crying, especially girls that he knew from the cheerleading squad.

But it wasn't until he met up with his friends was when he truly found out what happened.

"Did you hear?" Harold asked, "Elaine Withrow was killed last night. They're saying someone bashed her up with a baseball bat, then threw her off the roof of her own house..."

"What?!" Albert was shocked.

Bill nodded with a friend, "Yeah, man. Her mom found her on top of a car. Didn't you see the news?"

"No. I was rushing to get here before class. I can't believe someone as sweet as Elaine would get murdered..."

"You think it's that bad... if you haven't noticed. Dumb Donald isn't here." Russell pointed out.

The large boy did take notice that their dimwitted friend was nowhere to be seen. And it wasn't hard to understand why. He and Elaine were very close. They dated for a brief time before deciding they were better off as friends, however, Donald continued to admire her.

"Poor Donald... he must be taking this the hardest..." Albert shook his head.

"He is..." Rudy spoke up, "I went by his place to wait for him to walk to school with me, when his mom told me what happened, and that he wouldn't be coming to school today. I'm gonna check on him after school. Dude must be devastated."

Bucky frowned, "I still wonder who's been killing everyone. First Bobby, and now Elaine. Back to back too."

This was something all of the boys were wondering. Two murders within the same week, and the same city. There was definitely something strange going on. But what was it... and why...?

Much like before, there was a memorial service held for Elaine, which was a lot more emotional then Bobby's, and school was let out early (which was already planned because of Bobby). As he stated before, Rudy made his way to Donald's house to check up on his best friend. The other boys offered to come, but Rudy declined, saying that Donald might not be ready to see anybody else yet.

As he did, he happened to walk by Elaine's house, in which the steps and door were covered with flowers, most likely gifted to her family by friends and mourners. Rudy was tempted to knock on the door to pay his respects, but he wasn't sure what to say outside of 'sorry for your loss'.

Soon, he made it to the Parker residence and knocked on the door. After a few seconds, it opened to reveal Donald's mother, who was holding his toddler sister, "Hello, Rudy. Didn't expect to see you again today." She greeted with a small smile.

"Yeah, I just wanted to check up on Donald." Was the rich boy's reply, "Is he there?"

"He's in his room. Been there all day ever since learning of the death of his friend... such a shame."

"I know... um, may I come in?"

"Of course. It's fine. Hopefully, you can get him to open up. My poor boy won't come out or even eat."

With that, Mrs. Parker let him in, and he immediately walked upstairs to Donald's room. Gently, he knocked on the door.

"G-Go away!" Was the broken response on the other side.

Rudy sighed, "Donald... it's me. Can I come in...?"

There wasn't a response for about five seconds, but he heard Donald speak again, "I-I guess... hold on..."

After another few seconds, Rudy heard the door unlock and eventually open. Donald stood there looking as pitiful as possible. His hat had dark stains that were obviously tears, he was shaking slightly, and in his hands were tissues. It wasn't difficult for Rudy to know what his best friend was up to today.

"H-H-Hey..." he greeted half-heartedly, his voice choking up.

Rudy smiled and held out his arms, "C'mere, man."

The boy immediately flung his whole body against his best friend, sobbing uncontrollably. Rudy in response rubbed his back soothingly, before leading him back to his bed where they both sat down.

"Shhh... I know, dude... I know. It's hard... and it sucks... it really does..." He whispered to him.

"W-W-W-Why?! W-Why Elaine?!" Donald asked with a sob, "S-S-She ain't never done anything! Why w-would anybody wanna k-k-k-k-kill her? It just don't make no fucking sense!"

Rudy was surprised to hear Donald swear. He almost never did. Though, he couldn't blame him. Who wouldn't wanna shout all the curse words of the world at the time like this?

"I-I know Elaine and I broke up..." The devastated teen continued, "A-And we remained friends... but I still loved her, Rudy! I still loved her! And I even thought of asking her out again! Just once! And now I can't! 'Cause she's GONE!"

The two best friends sat there for a good twenty minutes until Donald felt calm again. Rudy grabbed another tissue for him to wipe away his tears, "Donald... I don't know why this happened... nor who would be dumb enough to kill Elaine... but just know that I'm here for you, dude. We all are. We all know how much you liked Elaine. And I bet she's looking down at you from Heaven right now... smiling."

Donald sniffled, "Y-You think so...?"

"I know so. That's what grownups always say about people who die, so it must be true..."

"I-I guess you're right... uh, thanks for coming here, Rudy."

"No problem, man. I know I'm not the nicest person all the time, but that doesn't mean I'll abandon my best friend while he's grieving."

Donald smiled a little before giving Rudy another hug. It was true. To many, Rudy was seen as the selfish uncaring no class jerk. But underneath all that cockiness, there was a caring boy who could put aside his attitude for a moment to be there for those who he cared about. And it showed.

"Say..." Rudy spoke as the hug ended, "Why don't we head out and get some grub? Your mom said you haven't eaten all day, and we gotta get some food in ya..."

"I... haven't felt too hungry. I'm too sad to eat, and I'm afraid if I do eat, I'll just throw it back up." Donald admitted sadly.

"Well, you're gonna get sick either way. You need to eat. It's on me."

"O-Okay..."

With that, the two boys walked out of the room and downstairs, where Mrs. Parker was watching the news on television, "We're heading out, Mom..." Donald called.

"Alright. Don't stay out too long." Was her response.

On the television, from what Rudy and Donald could see, was the news reporting Elaine's death. As much as they wanted to keep moving, they couldn't help but stand and watch for a moment.

"Another horrific murder has taken place in North Philadelphia, as sixteen-year-old Elaine Withrow was found dead last night, apparently beaten and thrown from the roof of her own home. This is the second murder taken place this week, and much like with Robert Hanson, an anonymous note was found at the scene of the crime."

The writing on the note was shown on the screen. And when Donald read it... he quickly grabbed Rudy's arm and led him out the door, "Whoa! Whoa! Easy there! What's up?" Rudy asked as his friend held his arm rather tightly.

"That note... it said, quarterback." Donald replied, a hint of anger in his tone, "I think I know who killed Elaine."

"Really?"

"Yeah! And tomorrow, there will be Hell to pay for it!"

"... Um, okay..."

Yes, Elaine (from the episode 'The Birds, the Bees, and Dumb Donald) was the next victim of these mysterious people. And people are taking it hard, Donald especially. Good thing Rudy was there to comfort him. That rich boy may be a cocky jerk most of the time, but he has a heart, and I wanted to show that here. And Donald seems to have an idea of who killed his love interest, and we'll see him confront that person in the next chapter. Until then, I'll see you guys later, and as always, don't forget to review, please. Thank you!