Alternate Ending "What if Emma's plan worked?"

Sean heard the gunshots. He had just cut the engine on his motorbike. Sean unstrapped his helmet and put it on the right handlebar. Emma had only told him she was in trouble, that some psycho killed Spinner. Emma was his first love, he'd do anything for her. He had jumped on his bike and headed out the moment he had hung up the phone.

He opened the gate now, and slipped in. The sky was streaked with color because the sun was rising. He closed the gate behind him with a clank. He felt like he was walking into his tomb, but he couldn't turn back -Emma needed help.

Ellie came stumbling out of the woods and grabbed onto the fence. She gripped the chain link and shook it. She could try to climb it, or head down to the gate. She looked behind her, she knew Emma was stalking her. She had seen Emma shoot Manny, and she had run. Another shot had rung out after her, and she knew beyond a doubt that Emma was trying to kill her. She hurried along the fence, staring at the woods. With the sun coming up she could actually see past the first line of trees. She bumped right into Sean, and she screamed.

"It's me Ellie!" Sean said, backing off and showing he wasn't armed, "It's okay. I'm here to help."

"Sean watch out!" Emma called hysterically from the woods, "She did it! She killed everyone. She shot me."

Sean backed away from Ellie, giving her a new look, like she was poisonous. Ellie and Sean both looked at Emma. She was bleeding from her arm, and from her hand. She was dirty and covered in soot. She looked like she had been dragged through hell out here. She had the gun pointed at Ellie.

"She's lying Sean. She killed everyone, she's going to kill us too" Ellie told him. He looked from one ex-girlfriend to the other. He didn't like the idea of either of them being killers.

"You're lying!" Emma screamed at her, "I got the gun away from you, and you failed to kill me. Bet you didn't expect Sean to come to my rescue, huh? You've been caught, give up!"

"Sean, I might be a little crazy." Ellie told him sincerely, looking him in the eyes. She needed him to believe her, "But I couldn't kill anyone. Don't let her get away with this, please don't let her get away with this."

"Don't make me shoot you Ellie!" Emma cried, "I'll protect Sean! You aren't going to kill him too! I won't let you!"

"No Emma." Sean said, "Don't shoot anyone, it's a terrible feeling. I know." He walked toward her, and she let him. He held his hand out to her, "Here, give me the gun. I won't let her hurt you, I won't let her hurt either of us. I promise."

Emma let Sean pull the gun from her hands. He stepped back holding the gun out at Ellie, Ellie didn't know what to do. She stood there and stared at him, she sighed in defeat. Sean had always been so in love with Emma. Sean wouldn't have moved to Wasaga Beach if it had been Emma depending on him.

"You killed our old friends Ellie. If we let the cops handle you, you just might get out and do it again, we can't let that happen. Can we Em?"

"You're completely right Sean." Emma agreed.

He pulled the trigger. Emma smirked. The gun backfired and blew off Sean's hand and a chunk of his face. He stumbled back a few steps, stunned and injured. He collapsed to the ground, unmoving.

"Oh my god... Sean." Ellie whimpered, she looked back at Emma.

Emma was pulling a long hunting knife, crusted with blood from her pants. Ellie backed up, into the chain link fence. Emma ran at her. Ellie tried to duck out of the way. She elbowed Emma in the face as the knife sank into her side. Ellie grabbed Emma's injured arm and shoved her thumb into the bullet wound. Emma screeched and pushed the knife in deeper. Ellie tried to kick Emma off of her feet, but she lost her balance and both girls tumbled to the ground. At last Emma pulled the knife out of Ellie and stood up. Now she was utterly splattered with Ellie's blood.

Emma walked over to the gate and threw it open. Sean's bike was sitting there ready to be started. She put the helmet on and started up the engine. She kicked off the kickstand only to notice her path was blocked. Paige was leaning on the handle bars, looking her right in the eyes with a sideways smile. Paige's shirt was still covered in blood, and she had a blood soaked cloth tied around her throat. Emma's jaw dropped. How was this possible? Paige was... dead. Very dead.

"But... you were dead." Emma scrunched her eyebrows together, and blinked hard. she had to be looking at a ghost. When she opened her eyes, Paige was still there.

"She doesn't look very dead to me." Came a snide voice from behind her. Alex climbed onto the Bike behind Emma and put her arms around the utterly shocked killer, "She actually looks rather alive, and quite livid. I mean, you did try to kill her... and what, for no reason at all. Tisk, tisk."

Emma gave Alex a wide eyed look, then looked back to Paige, she whispered, "This isn't possible."

"Well sure it is." Paige told her, with a wink "It's magik"

Emma's eye twitched. She had to be hallucinating, she push the bike off to drive away from these hallucinations. Paige had reached over and cut the engine, and pulled out the key. Emma was trapped with them, whatever they were. Paige reached up and untied the bloody scarf, to reveal that her neck was completely uninjured. Emma knew she had slit her throat. This was impossible. She looked over Alex, who looked completely uninjured as well. They somehow... healed?

"Magik, Emma." Alex said it again, she sounded like she was teasing her, "You know, witchcraft, voodoo, all that jazz"

"Yeah, if you didn't know, it's common speculation that lesbianism and witchcraft go hand in hand." Paige explained.

"She's a closet Witch" Alex whispered in Emma's ear. She could feel her breath, it tickled. They were real, they were alive, and they were fucking with her.

"Witch?" Emma gulped, "What are you going to do to me?"

Alex kissed Emma on the cheek. Paige was still giving her that devilish smile. She knew any second they would make her a toad. It wasn't nearly as exciting as that, Alex grabbed her head and snapped her neck. Paige and Alex laughed as they threw Emma's body off to the side of the dirt road. Alex got on the front of the bike and Paige mounted behind her. She wrapped her arms tightly around Alex's body.

"Did you see the look on her face? I can't believe she actually believed all that witchcraft nonsense." Paige gigged as Alex started the bike. "I wonder why she thought I was dead."

"I dunno Paige." Alex told her over her shoulder, with a coy smile "Maybe you were dead, maybe it was magik."

"You are so weird" Paige told her. It felt so good to be pressed up against Alex's back, her arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She was speaking against the wind now, as they made their way down the abandoned dirt road, "and I absolutely love that about you."

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Toby was tired and thirsty. He looked every which way, but all the trees looked the same.

"Hey guys!" Toby yelled out. He had run as long as his legs would let him run. Now he had no idea where he was, "Is anybody out there? Is anybody still alive? Has the Author forgot about me? I mean hello! The reviewers remembered me. Guys!"

The morning song of the birds was all the answer he got. He heard sirens in the distance. He wished he could run, but his legs felt like rubber. He trudged in the direction of the sirens, mumbling about how much he hated lame-o fanfiction writers.

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