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What Lies in the Dark
Chapter 2
2 Days Later
Fox sat outside, sitting away from everyone on a wooden sturdy bench. The weather was cool today. The ground was still damp from the thunderstorm two days ago. The sky was partly cloudy, no sun in sight. The old trees in the back of the mansion, whistled as the wind blew the leaves. Red, orange and yellow leaves covered the ground, brushing up against Fox's leg.
Fox gripped tightly to the laser gun in his hands, as he lifted his head from the ground. A couple of yards away, many smashers stood talking silently with each other. None of them showed a sign of happiness. Frowns were held strong upon their faces, and tears rolled down many cheeks. All of them were dressed in black. They had to for the occasion.
Rows of chairs were set up, and soft music was played in the background. Sitting in front of all of the chairs was a black coffin. Fox shivered at the sight of it. Tears built up in his eyes as he forced himself to look away from the horrible sight. Falco's lifeless body rested in the coffin.
Words couldn't described how Fox had felt the moment he had gotten the news. He was in Young Link's dorm, talking with Mr. Game and Watch when Peach returned crying hysterically. The words slipped from her mouth, and practically everyone had gone into shock. Of course, Fox couldn't believe what he was told. But once he had seen the truth, he knew the princess told no lies.
The image remained clear within the smashers mind. Falco was pinned to the wall, a blade pierced his chest. A massive puddle of blood rested below him, which slowly dripped from the wall. The red thickness had splattered all over the walls, and what was worse was Falco's expression. His eyes opened in fear, his mouth slightly open…almost like he didn't get to finish his last petrifying scream.
Fox was going to find out who murdered his best friend. He wasn't going to leave the mansion until the murderer was uncovered. Fox didn't know if it was a smasher or not, but he was going to find out. All of the smashers attended Falco's funeral, and none of them showed any sign of pleasure, glad that Falco was dead. Most of the smashers had apologized to Fox about the loss as well, including Bowser and Ganondorf. Doctor Mario was the last person who had talked to Falco, so automatically many accused him. Fox didn't though. He saw that Doctor Mario was telling the truth. The doctor was good friends with Falco. There was no way, he could have been the murderer.
Fox blinked, causing a tear to roll down his cheek. He sniffed, looking back over at Falco's coffin. They both were partners, best friends. Now Fox felt alone. Someone had took his best friend's life. Someone had murdered the closest friend he had in the tournament. Fox and Falco were never seen without each other, and always stuck up for one another. Now Fox was sitting by himself on a bench. He was mourning the death of his best friend.
Someone's footsteps were heard rustling in the leaves. Fox abruptly wiped his eyes, turning his attention the redheaded prince who headed in his direction. Once the funeral had ended an hour ago, Roy had gone back inside changing out of his black uniform. He was now wearing his usual attire. His sword hooked to his side, his cape flowing gracefully out behind him. His flaming red hair bounced in every direction when he walked. He slightly smiled at Fox, taking a seat next to the lonely smasher.
" How are you holding up?"
Fox frowned, looking back at the coffin. " I'm…doing okay for now."
" I'm really sorry about the loss, Fox." Roy apologized. " No one saw it coming."
Fox nodded, looking down at Falco's laser gun. " I know…"
" You have any idea on who might it be?" Roy questioned, looking at the depressed fox.
Fox shook his head, speaking softly. " No." He took a deep breath. " I highly doubt it's a smasher."
" Who else would it be?"
" I don't know…someone…new…" Fox explained, as if thinking.
Roy nodded, turning his attention to the group of smashers talking amongst themselves. Fox stood his feet, after thinking to himself for an hour, and turned silently walking back to the mansion. He heard Roy abruptly stand up behind him, his boots crushing the leaves beneath him.
" You okay, Fox?" Roy called out.
Fox suddenly stopped and nodded. He looked over his shoulder, forcing a smile to prove to Roy that he was okay, when deep down…he really wasn't. " Yes, Roy. I'm okay. Falco…is home now…"
Roy nodded, as Fox continued heading back to the mansion. Fox placed Falco's laser gun with his, and opened the back door, walking back inside the mansion. He silently walked down the hallway, heading back to his dorm, to finish packing. Due to Falco's death, Master Hand had postponed the day that they were leaving. After Falco's funeral, they were all going to head home, but not until tomorrow night.
" I'm sorry for the loss, Fox." Mr. Game and Watch apologized as they both passed each other.
Fox silently nodded, accepting the apology and continued over to the stairs. The young Fox McCloud stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked into the library to his right, where a group of smashers talked. Peach was among the group. She was the one who had first seen Falco in his murdered state. It must have been hard for her. Fox had heard that Peach didn't get any sleep that night. Nightmares had haunted her.
Fox couldn't complain, because he too had suffered horrible nightmares about Falco. Fox frowned as he began to head up the stairs. He remembered tossing and turning the entire night. He was having nightmares about Falco dying, and him actually seeing it happen. Then Fox had more nightmares about other smashers being killed as well, from the same mysterious murderer.
Up on the second floor, Fox noticed how quiet it had gotten. This was floor where Falco was murdered, in the dorm that was coming up. No one was going to head up here alone, but Fox was the bravest of them all. He didn't care if the murderer appeared, because he wanted to see who it was. Fox actually wanted to confront the murderer, but sadly, no one showed.
Fox stopped in front of his dorm, and grabbed the doorknob turning his attention down a couple of rooms. Falco's dorm was just three doors down. Fox took a deep breath and let go of the doorknob, walking down the empty hallway. He stood in front of Falco's door and grabbed the doorknob turning it.
He imagined something popping out at him, but nothing did. The room sat in darkness. Fox frowned flipping the switching, turning on the ceiling light. He stepped deeper into the room and carefully examined everything. Everything except Falco's belongings were cleared out. Mewtwo had to dorm with another group. No sheets were present on the beds and the desk that was normally filled with items was bare.
Fox noticed Falco's suitcase resting on the bed and made his way over toward it. He lightly brushed his fingertips over the top, already missing his best friend. Fox sniffed, managing to hold back the tears. He turned around to leave, when his foot had kicked something heavy underneath the bed. Fox raised an eyebrow and bent down picking up the item.
It was a book.
Falco was writing a horror story about the smashers, Fox remembered this. Falco had refused to tell him what it was about, but Fox was luckily, because no one else knew about it. Fox turned his attention to the door, then looked back down at the book. He opened it to the last page written, noticing that Falco didn't finish it. Just like Falco's life, the book had shortly ended.
Besides Falco's laser gun, Fox now had another item that reminded him of his best friend. He didn't want to leave it here, since Falco had spent most of the tournament writing it. Fox decided he was going to read it, but not now. He had to finished packing first. Maybe he will show Roy and Mario later. Everyone else has a right to know about it now.
Before Fox had left the room, he briefly glanced down, removing the small dust that attached itself to the cover. He noticed wording embroided on the front, written in dark lettering. It was the title. The title of the horror story, written by the late Falco Lombardi.
What Lies in the Dark.
A/N:
As you can tell nothing exciting really happened except Fox uncovering the book. I promise the next chapter will have more action and some horror, but no new killings just yet.
If you're looking for some killings though, go check out RoyalFanatic's horror, called Blood Links. She's been updating the story quickly. Go RF!
But for my smasher killings, you'll just have to wait a little longer.
Also I noticed a couple of people had questioned about where Mewtwo was when Falco was killed. Mewtwo wasn't in the room, and I thought I had made it clear that Falco was alone. I just wanted to clear it up for you all. Mewtwo wasn't in the room at all. Thanks!
Just to let you all know I went to the movies and saw Poseidon! Wow, that movie was intense. It's a good movie, I thought. You should go check it out, if you didn't see it yet.
Okay, moving on from the random movie shout out….
Until Next Time!
