Not for those easily disturbed. This is your third warning. I do not own the Ed, Edd, and Eddie franchise.
Away from sight, a knife flashes down and up multiple times, opening holes in a shirt once blue but turning red quickly. A dented braces circlet rolls away and comes to rest on the grass. The dying boy turns his now one good eye on his killer, the other an empty bleeding socket, the eye plucked and severed. "It's mine now, Jimmy..." The voice was harsh as the eye was spirited away into a jar and into a pocket. The knife vanished up a sleeve after being cleaned on the boy's pants, which were discarded a dozen feet away...
In the middle of the cul-de-sac, a half hour later, everyone met up. Well, everyone but Jimmy and Double Dee. Sarah was still clutching to Ed's back, so she didn't notice his disappearance. Kevin sounded out, "This better not be some trick, dork. What are you trying to sell us this time? More gold goodies?" Eddie turned his eyes on the red head. "Kevin, shut up. We have a problem… Someone killed Double Dee." All eyes snapped the shortest boy there. "You're joking, right, Eddie?" Naz asked from the back. "No, I'm not. He's lying in his yard, over there." Eddie's hand went up to point and everyone followed it to Double Dee's prone form. Sarah sobbed loudly when Ed turned to look. He kept muttering under his breath, "Double Dee, Double Dee." Over and over again, so soft it couldn't even be called a whisper.
Double Dee did whisper in Eddie's ear, "Someone's missing. But who? Little boy blue, that's who." Eddie snapped to attention and glanced around. The voice was right. Jimmy wasn't there. "Sarah," his voice casual, non-panicked, "where is Jimmy?" The little red head stopped and looked around. "I-I don't know. I haven't s-seen him since he took off from Double-" Her sentence was interrupted by sniffles, and then she broke off into hysterical crying as she tried to say his name. She let go of her brother's jacket, and fell the foot to the ground. Ed didn't even shift when she left. Sarah ran around through the crowd, hunting him, shoving people out of the way violently, until finally Johnny stepped up and grabbed her. "Stop. He isn't here." His voice was casual, his friend Plank tucked tightly under one arm. "Then where is he?!" She screamed at him and took off in a blind panic towards Jimmy's house. Maybe she thought, he was hiding in his room.
When she returned, she came back alone. No Jimmy, but now she carried a butcher knife. "I can't find him, but I grabbed something. I mean, what if the killer is still around here?" Everyone froze at the thing that they'd all been thinking but no one voiced. Then, they all took off towards random houses. Eddie and Kevin ran toward Eddie's house, Ed took off toward Naz's, Naz went to Kevin's and Johnny went to his. When everyone came back together except for Kevin and Eddie, they went dashed to Eddie's in a mad sprint. What they came on startled them. Kevin was holding Eddie to the wall with a knife and Eddie was staring desolately out the window to his back yard. Finally, Naz spoke up. "Kevin, let him go! Why are you holding him there?" Kevin didn't respond, but just nodded to the window. Naz, the unelected leader walked up behind him and looked out the window. She blanched and stumbled away.
"Eddie…" Her voice shook, going from normal to high and back down as she continued, "Jimmy is dead in your back yard. H-how could you do this?" Eddie looked at her right in the eye. His were empty save for a flicker of emotion and hers were full of barely restrained fear and outrage. "I didn't. Kevin and I discovered him there, and he took it the same you did. That's why I'm here." "Speak calmly, try reasoning with her." "I can prove I didn't do it. I was with Sarah and Ed ever since we discovered Double Dee." "Good, good." Kevin looked at him curiously, then slowly let go of him. "Sorry, dork, but I panicked. I saw the kid, and he was behind your house, and it all made sense."
It was noon by the time everyone was armed and standing again in the middle of town. The Saturday sun sat high in the sky, and a chill autumn wind made them shiver. Fall is a time of dying, but Winter is one of decay. "Okay everyone, we can only trust each other. That's all we have. So, no one goes solo." Naz was speaking to everyone, because nobody trusted Eddie. "I'll split you up into groups of two, okay?" She pointed at Johnny and Eddie. Johnny nodded complacently and Eddie walked over casually, his long vegetable cutting knife held tightly in his hands. Johnny looked at him and hefted his baseball bat, repositioning Plank just in case. Her finger pointed at Ed and Sarah next. Ed just stared at her and Sarah walked over and latched onto his arm. She then pointed to Kevin and herself. "Stick with your partner, if we're careful, he won't be able to catch us unawares."
The groups split off, with Johnny taking Eddie to his house, Naz and Kevin going to her house, and Ed and Sarah going home. The day passed slowly for Johnny and Eddie as Johnny eyed him warily and Eddie strode cautiously, watching his every action so as to not cause incident. Their night passed easily. Sarah moved down to Ed's room and set up in his bed for the entire rest of the day and the night, not moving except to glance around at the door, then to the windows, and then back again. Ed stood stock still against the wall, a hatchet hanging loosely from his fingers. Kevin and Naz stayed up until midnight, at which pointed all the lights in her house blew, leaving them in the dark. She froze and dived for her weapon, which she'd left on the table beside the couch. She heard Kevin whoop and then a fall of something heavy, namely a teenage boy, and then things went even darker for her.
The next day, when everyone met up, the noticed their group had decreased by two, and when they went to investigate, they saw the door open. Blood was everywhere, but there were no bodies to be found. Kevin and Naz were gone, vanished without a trace except for the open door and the bloodied carpet. Johnny spoke up first, "We need to look in the house. Maybe Naz or Kevin are inside hiding." Eddie nodded and stepped forward. Flicking the light switch, the ceiling fan went to work and the light came on. The living room looked even worse in the light than it did in the menacing dark. Their search turned up nothing. No weapon, no bodies, and no more blood found. Other than Naz's knife, which lay on the ground in front of the couch, grabbed in haste and dropped when she went down.