Author's note: Well, it's time, folks. The last chapter to Getting Away with it All, Until (there's a reason why this fanfic had the title to begin with). This will also feature POVs from all four characters, as well as the finale, which I can't spoil for you.
Getting Away With It All, Until...
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(Darius's POV)
The next night, we had driven all the way to FG Chemical Labs. According to Katie, she learned that one of the top scientists working there was another one of those wealthy schmucks.
However, she was more of a doctor than a celebrity, but her father was once a famous star on the big screen. Yet she chose to be more low-key than be all rich-bitch like, instead.
The woman's name was Dr. Harriet Lords, and when we learned of her, I was intrigued by Katie's plans. "So you're intent on getting rid of her just because she's the daughter of a has-been celebrity?" I asked her.
"That's right; once we sneak in there, she'll be done for in a jiff."
"Hey, I got a question." Wannabe said. "You think we can reach the TV studio that's filming Hard Crimes? 'Cause I feel the urge to get rid of this Cork guy...and it's really personal, if you ask me." he added.
Katie raised an eyebrow, while Marena smirked. "If we're lucky, of course. Unfortunately, after we deal with Harriet, I might need to leave and take off on my own." she told us.
"Damn shame; you were pretty good with that machete." I said.
"And you were a pretty good fuck." she replied, her smirk turning into a grin.
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(Wannabe's POV)
Eventually, we parked outside, and swiftly got out of the car one by one. Marena, however, had already stolen a motorcycle not too recently. "Just so you know...we're all tackling this together." Katie informed us.
"No problem." Darius replied with a nod.
This wasn't the first time this happened: look up the Punch Club, if you're so curious. Besides that, we slipped inside before splitting towards different locations, with Katie choosing to take care of Harriet.
I, for one, creeped my way into the break room with Marena, where a pair of workers had just got off their shifts and about to go home. One of them suddenly said, "I need to go take a bathroom break before I leave."
"Sure, go ahead." the other replied.
The one that chose to go to the restroom was Marena's precise target, so she began to follow him without getting caught. On the other hand, that left me with the other worker. I had hid behind the couch, making sure he was sitting before I struck.
My fingers slowly crawled onto the leather, before I slowly raised myself up from behind him. Grabbing his head and covering his eyes with one hand, I brought out my knife to his throat, slitting him wide open.
It didn't take long for blood to be pouring onto the couch and onto himself, and I quickly escaped the break room, choosing to check up on Marena and see how she was doing.
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(Marena's POV)
I had successfully followed my victim into the restroom, and hid from behind the stalls as he started began taking a piss. Of course, what he forgot to do was the shut the door and lock it.
That gave me the opportunity to slink into the stall and, once behind the man, grabbed his head and started smashing him against the toilet several times. It wasn't long before I finished him off by slashing his dick off with my machete, before plunging it into his throat.
His screams eventually gave way to silence as he fell onto the toilet, blood streaking him, the object in question, and even the floor. I then leave the stall, and fully exited the restroom, not bothering to check the blood on my clothes.
When I got out, Wannabe curiously asked, "So what'd you do in there?"
"Oh, the usual. And I topped it off with something...that you might not like to hear." I replied.
He blinked in surprise, before I added, "Spoiler alert: it involves a guy's crotch."
Wannabe felt his stomach churn a bit, before he said, "Yeah, okay. Let's get going, allright?"
I smiled, before I took off, with him quickly following me.
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(Katie's POV)
While Marena and Wannabe were busy dealing with their own targets, I found myself near the office of Dr. Lords. Darius followed me closely, and it wasn't long before we began hearing voices from behind the door.
"It's clear to me that this is the miracle that will cure cancer!"
"Exactly! And everyone's already supporting my cause."
"You mind if I grab some champagne from the cooler?"
"Of course."
I grinned before kicking the door open, and Dr. Lords, as well as one of her associates, who happened to be her fiancee, were able to quickly notice. As I grabbed her from behind, she screeched as I run my icepick across her throat, covering her eyes with the other hand.
All the while Darius tackled the guy, before punching and kicking him in the face, and then slamming his head into the cooler. He then took out the bottle of uncorked champagne and shoved it into his mouth, and even finding some tape to cover his mouth with it from the desk.
It didn't take long for me to start slitting Dr. Lords's throat with my trusty icepick, before stabbing her numerous times in the stomach with the same weapon. She fell to the floor already dying, and I even pierced one of her eyes with my high heels.
With both people now dead, Darius gave me the signal to head out, and soon, we would catch up with Wannabe and Marena once outside.
"Sounds like the deed is done." I said with a grin.
"Now it's time to go after Dr. Cork once and for all." Wannabe added.
"Alas, it's time for me to say goodbye." Marena said, before walking up to Darius and kissing him full on the lips, to which he returned with the same passion.
"May we meet again soon, baby bear." she added.
Darius smirked, as did she, until she then went to locate her motorcycle, and sped off. I asked him, "Why does Marena refer to you as baby bear for?"
"It's a term of endearment." he replied, causing me to grin.
"So it's just the three of us now." Wannabe said, looking up at the night sky.
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(Wannabe's POV)
The next day just so happened to be the day that Dr. Andrew Cork would be on High Crimes, to explain about my true identity. That, and he was intent on helping the cops track me down.
I had been in the back seat snoozing while Katie was in the front as she drove to the studio in question, her icepick cleverly hidden underneath her dress. Darius was also in the car, albeit in the passenger seat and sitting next to her.
Eventually, we parked in one of the parking garages, and Katie and Darius exited the car, with him opening the back door and saying, "Wake up, Bart. It's time to kill."
I eagerly jolted myself up, and quickly got out of the car. After making our way down using the elevators, we'd finally use our fake IDs and what not so as to get in. Hell, the security didn't even know we were fully armed, those dumbasses.
After some time looking around, we'd finally hear the faint sound of people conversing from one of the large doors. I quickly took out my knife, and taking a cue from Katie's strategies, kicked it down.
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(Wannabe's POV, cont.)
"So the rumors are true: he is the Wannabe from all those murders?"
"Yes, and everyone I know and don't know have the evidence to prove it!"
"Well, ladies and gentlemen, you've heard it all: Bart Hanson is confirmed to be the infamous copycat killer of Darius!"
The host was mid-sentence when I stormed into the room, letting out a war cry as I charged towards Cork. He almost jolted out of his seat, before he and the host eventually fled.
This gave me the opportunity to wail on the camera crew, focusing one of the cameramen. I tugged at his hair, running my blade across the scalp of his his head, before stabbing him in the same area a few times or so.
To my surprise, Darius and Katie also showed up, quickly attacking the other cameramen. Katie had just plunged her icepick into the side of one of them. He elicited a scream of pain before she moved onto his back, giving him several more strikes before kicking him to the floor.
Darius, on the other hand, had just gotten himself into an altercation with the director. Though the director had punched him several times, Darius had narrowly been able to puncture one of the man's hands with his knife.
However, the bloodbath would abruptly come to a close when several police officers arrived onto the set. "Bart Hanson, you are under arrest! And so are you, Miss West! And especially you!" one of them barked.
The last one he mentioned was Darius, and after taking a glance at me and then at Katie, he dropped his knife. Katie and I followed suit, discarding our own weapons, as well.
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(neutral P.O.V.)
"Welcome back to Channel 9 Evening News!" the newscaster exclaimed with a smile.
"Our next subject of the evening is the manhunt and eventual apprehension of not one, not two, but three infamous serial killers." she began, her smile turning to a neutral gaze.
"The notorious Party Hard Killer known as Darius has been arrested and taken into custody for a slew of murders across the country, starting from 2000. Having been on the run for five years, he's finally into custody."
"But he's not the only one: his accomplice, lover and fellow serial murderer Katie West, known for murdering socialites due to their 'inescapable bubble', has also been arrested along side him."
"Lastly, we have Bart Hanson, who claimed to be Darius's successor, simply going by the name 'Wannabe' due to the similar clothes that he had on, as well as a paper bag instead of a mask. He too had also been responsible for series of killings, himself."
"While they were in custody, Darius even brought up a fourth acquaintance named Marena. For all we know, her whereabouts are completely unknown."
"And they were all arrested during an important interview from renowned psychologist Andrew Cork, who'd already reveal Wannabe's true identity on High Crimes. We will be talking to him in an instant, but we'll cut to a quick commercial break. We'll be right back."
And that was the story of how Darius, his best girl Katie and their pals had gotten away with it all, until now.
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Phew.
That was one hell of a trip, but I know it was all worth it in the end. As for me, I might have some creative ideas in mind: a reader fic for Full Service where the female reader is in place of the protagonist, a Superjail! fanfic that serves as a what if, who knows? I'll be back soon, hopefully.
With love for my fans,
Chrissy