There was screaming, but then it stopped. It was not because they were all dead. Far from it. And it was not because they were no longer afraid. No, their fear was hanging quite obviously in the air. One hooded figure asked the preps "Why have you stopped that beautiful music?" The prep replied "Because what you're doing is wrong! Just because we believe that we're better than you, and that we're more popular, and that you suck and we don't doesn't give you the right to kill us!" The hooded figure took a moment, and then replied "You know, i never thought of it that way..." the preps sighed. It was over! then suddenly "... And i never will think of it that way, either!" There was a flash, a rustle, and the two figures were gone. "hah! they ran away!" Said one stupid prep "they couldn't fess up to the facts that we are better! Is it really over that soon?" "Nope" Said a shadow in mid-air, about to strike the prep at a high speed. that idiot never saw it coming. The strike was so clean, his skull crumpled like that stupid cheap pinata the hooded figure had once hit at a birthday party. "This is just the beginning." Said the other hooded figure. "You can either remain preps and die here, or come with us, and help us kill what you once were." All the preps stepped forward, eager to save their own lives by killing their fellow preps. "You bastards!" shouted the hooded figure "you'd rather save your own worthless asses and kill your lifelong friends rather than fight along side them!? that's it! I'll kil you all!" with that, there was a flash of green powder. A giant item fell down. No, two giant items. One for each shadowy figure. They were.... they were..... giant sporknfs.