A/N: VERY gruesome chapter. This chapter should probably be rated M, but this is the only chapter that will be this bad. If you have a weak heart or cannot take gruesome, wait until the next chapter comes out. I will summarize what happens at the beginning of the next chapter.

Chapter 2

The gun shot rang through the entire school and created a momentary silence. It took about three seconds for the first kid to register what just happened. After that, everyone started to run around and try to get out of the building.

One kid in Ryan's class tried to jump out the window, but got shot from somewhere. Ryan looked out the window and saw that the kid was shot in the back of the head.

He looked for Summer and Seth who were still in the classroom. He found them hiding under one of the tables.

"Guys! Get up we need to find a way out of here! We can't go out the window as you can tell by Jake's fate. There is a guy on the roof most likely a sniper. Summer you know your way around this school the best. You can get us out of here the best probably."

Summer just looked at him. She was in the arms of Seth and had tears in her eyes. Summer was able to comprehend what he said and she got up and led the way out of the classroom.

They heard gunshots coming from all directions. Ryan had his back to Summer and Seth was facing Ryan as well.

All of a sudden, they heard Summer scream. Ryan and Seth turned around and saw two gunmen facing them, armed and ready to kill. The three innocent teens scattered like wild birds and ran.

They heard gunshots ringing behind them, and someone come to a screeching halt as the body collided with the ground and slid a few feet.

Marissa was taking down notes in her Pre Calc class when she heard the door open. She looked up and saw a man standing there wearing a trench coat and a black bandana.

"What is this? The play for the Trench Coat Mafia?" she heard a girl whisper. Another girl gave a small chuckle at the comment.

The teacher took notice of the student. "May I help you?" he said.

The kid reached into his jacket and pulled out a pistol. Everyone was in a stunned silence. He went over to the girl Holly, Marissa's ex-best friend. He looked at her and she was trembling in fear. She started to cry and beg to the kid. He just started to laugh at her and found much amusement in her pain. He put the pistol back into his coat and looked at the girl. He picked her up by her hair and bought her over to the white board. He reached into his coat pocket and took out two four inch long stakes. Holly started to scream for help, but no one was moving.

"IF ANY OF YOU FUCKERS MOVE I'LL SHOOT YOU! YOU HEAR ME!" the kid yelled.

Nobody got up.

He took the girl by one hand and snapped her wrist. She screamed out in pain as the class flinched. All of a sudden, there was a clicking noise. They looked towards the door and found two other men holding guns, loaded and cocked.

The first kid just smiled and nodded at them.

After he snapped her wrist, he took one of the steaks and smashed it into her hand and put it through the board. She started to scream louder than before. The kid punched her in the face and she was quieter.

All you could hear were sobs from Holly and other students, and laughter from the three visitors.

He did the same thing to the other hand as he did to the first one and nailed her to the board. He took a marker than made a crucifix around Holly's body. Blood was dripping everywhere from her hands straight down the board.

The first kid turned to the class. "Your so called "Savior" went through much worse than this to "repent you for your sins." Well guess what. This girl, the most popular one and most loved one of them all, is doing the same thing your Jesus did thousands of years ago. Jesus didn't save you, and neither will Holly. Get 'em boys." The first kid pulled out his pistol and put it through Holly's heart.

The two kids at the door started firing all they could at the students. Marissa jumped under a desk and turned it to its side so it acted as a shield. She closed her eyes and stayed on the floor with her knees to her chest and her hands covering her ears.

When she noticed the shots had stopped being fired, she heard a sound that sounded like people leaving the room. She went to get up, but then she heard the sound of desks being flipped over. She looked next to her and saw a dead girl on the floor. She smothered herself in the girl's blood and laid on top of her.

The kid came over and flipped their desk. Marissa had her eyes closed and didn't move a muscle. She heard the kid walk away and out of the classroom. She was able to breathe finally, but she wasn't going to rest.

She still had to get out of the school. She considered jumping out the window, but then she remembered she was on the second floor and there was nothing to land on under her, so she snuck out of the classroom. She had found one other survivor in the class and he tagged along also.

They looked outside and listened for gunshots. They were far off in the distance. The two teens slowly made their way down the stairs and keeping alert for any of the shooters. While they were going down the stairs, they heard a man yell and run down the hall. He was being chased by the killers.

Marissa got a good look and saw it was Jeff. He was trying to run and he was screaming for help, but he had no chance. He tripped over the corpse of a teacher and was at the mercy of the killer.

"Why?" Was the last thing Jeff whispered.

"Because of people like you," was the response. The killer took the rifle to Jeff's head and fired one round.

Marissa bit on her hand to keep herself from crying or yelling and created a deep wound in her hand in the process. Her and the other boy went down the stairs and found their way out of the school.

The best part about living in Newport was how fast emergencies were responded to.

By the time she got outside, there were already ten to fifteen police cars and five ambulances and she could hear more arrivals in the distance.

She found a cop and they started talking to him. Other kids had managed to get out of the school also and were hiding in a ditch that ended school grounds and were being protected.

Marissa and the boy went to where the cop instructed them. Before they got to the location, Marissa was knocked to the ground and pushed about four feet. She turned around and saw that an explosion had gone off in the school near the Foreign Language wing, where a few people she knew were. She saw bodies fly out of the windows and other places.

The boy she was with grabbed her and closed her eyes and shielded her from what was happening. She just fell into him and sobbed. He took her by the hand and led her to the area the cops told her to go to.

There were about 200 students in this area. They were all watching the school and they all knew about the explosion that just went off.

Students were looking for their friends and were asking people if they knew who was dead. Someone approached Marissa and the guy asking about a man named Charlie who Jen was looking for.

"I'm Charlie," the boy said.

"Oh thank heavens! Jen will be so happy! Just wait here I will be right back." The girl ran off to get Jen.

"Who's Jen?" Marissa asked.

"My sister. She's a freshman. Oh my god I am so happy she's ok."

Jen came running over and ran into her big brother's arms. They hugged and cried and they were so happy to be together.

"Where's Mike?" Charlie asked.

Jen put her head down. "He didn't make it. They came into our classroom and shot him in the head with a pistol. I..I can't do this Charlie. It was so bad. It was nothing like I imagined it being… It isn't like the movies at all…" she trailed off when she noticed Marissa holding Charlie's hand. "Who are you?" the girl asked.

"My name is Marissa Cooper."

"I heard about you! You are friend's with my boyfriend's brother!"

"Who is that?"

"Luke Ward."

Marissa froze at the sound of his name.

"Do you talk to Luke?"

"No he lives with his dad remember? But Mike had the biggest crush on you it was really…funny…" the young teen broke down into sobs. "They killed him like nothing Charlie! They just put the gun to his head and shot! He didn't do anything wrong…" the girl was cut off by the sounds of more explosions.

Teenagers and parents started to swamp the ditch. A few students bought news that two of the three shooters were taken down. One shooter shot the other than that shooter was shot by a gun that belonged to the second shooter.

"Who would be brave enough to do such a thing?" Jen asked.

"I don't know. But whoever they are just became my hero," Charlie said

Summer just kept running and didn't stop. She didn't look back to see who fell on the floor she just kept going. She ran into the girl's bathroom and hid for a few minutes.

Outside, she heard a gun going off not far away. A few seconds later, she heard the sounds of a body hitting the floor.

"SHIT!" Someone yelled out.

She heard the footsteps walk away and up the stairs.

Summer came out of the bathroom and saw a dead sniper on the floor. She saw that there was a rifle lying there also. She picked it up but wasn't sure how to use it. She assumed and prayed that it was loaded and cocked, for she was going up the stairs to hunt the shooter.

She couldn't find the guy. She believed he tucked away in a classroom or went the other way. But she heard shooting coming from a classroom and thought it was him.

As quietly as she could, she went in there and saw a kid with a sniper picking off students. It was the same one that was shooting outside their classroom window.

Before she went into the classroom, she saw a student coming running to a screeching halt and start to yell.

The sniper looked at Summer and pointed the gun at her.

Before he got the chance to try anything, she fired and was drawn back by the reaction of the gun. She removed her finger from the trigger and looked into the classroom. The shooter was dead.

She looked over at the girl who was no longer screaming but shaking. Summer pointed the gun up to the ceiling. "I am not a bad guy. I found this on the floor in one of the dead shooter's jackets. Go tell everyone outside that two of the snipers are dead and there is one left."

"Wh…Where are you going to go?" the shaking girl asked.

"I'm going hunting."

Summer ran to the other side of the floor. She felt braver than she ever had and held the gun as steady as she could.

She saw the shooter run into a classroom and close the door. She ran down the hall and looked into the classroom.

It was the shooter she was looking for. Before she got the chance to go anything, he pulled out a pistol and put it into his mouth and fired his brains all over the back wall. Summer closed her eyes at the sight.

She quickly hit realization and went up and down the floor yelling.

"If anyone is alive come out! All of the snipers are dead! Come out you are no longer in any danger!"

Kids started to emerge from classes crying and shaking like they never have before. Summer led them downstairs while yelling for more people.

She was the first one out the doors and into daylight. She forgot the gun was still in her hand and the cops went to arrest her, but the kids stopped them.

"She saved us. She took out the shooters. She is our hero," they were saying.

The cops didn't arrest her yet but had her looked at.

She didn't notice she had been shot in the left shoulder.

"We need to get you to a hospital," the nurse said.

"No. I can't go yet. I have to see if my friends are OK."

"You don't have much time you are bleeding badly we will get you to a hospital."

"NO! I HAVE TO SEE MY FR…" Summer suddenly got really dizzy and passed out.

Marissa was in the ditch where about one hundred more kids came into. She was trying to look for someone with Charlie and Jen, but she couldn't find her friends.

The cops informed them that people were back at the school. There are no more snipers it is safe to go back over there.

Marissa ran out of the ditch and saw the fires being put out and people being taken away in ambulances.

She saw that Summer was being put onto a stretcher and taken away.

She went to stop them, but she was too late. She sat down on the floor and started to cry. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

She looked up and saw who it was and smiled. But then she noticed something was off by his appearance.

"What is it?" she asked.

The boy started to breakdown and cry. In between sobs, Marissa managed to gather all the information she needed to know…

"Ryan…shot…dead…he's gone…he's still in school…he's dead…Marissa…he's dead…"