A/N I'm such an idiot. Why didn't people tell me what "pimping out" meant? You know what I'm changing it to the Recommendation section. That sounds way better.

Anyways HI! Told you I would be back. Before I answer your questions, I would like to make to announce that I now have a beta! Yes, my new beta is GirlInTheMirror121, who finally convinced me to get one and offered to do that. Hopefully she can come back for Scream 2. All I need is 40 more reviews from now till the 27th. Hopefully we can do it. And now on to the comments.

Dear GirlInTheMirror121: I think you know the answers to that already ;)

Dear foreverlivebymusic: Oh thank you! And yeah, Mike is still alive. I think no one noticed because of the Ryan Murphy writer in my brain is completely ignoring him, Tina, and Artie.

Dear *blank anon*: My day was pretty depressing that day so hence how sad Rory and Courtney's death scene was.

Dear ladyluck96: Yes sadly he had to die to keep my twisted story intact. Sorry if I made you depressed.

Dear livelaughlove7495: Shout outs are so much fun aren't they? And again, if I don't throw in THAT kind of twisted-ness, Scream will die and go to Fanfiction hell (hold that thought.)

Dear ShortLittlePixie: Trust me, cliché is the new craze. I've been using it in every chapter so far. I think.

I seriously need more reviews. I can't live on 2 reviews a chapter. Ok rant aside, it's time for chapter 13! This will include Tina's death, Mike's fate, and another death. Let me tell you something first, what you are thinking now about who is the killer will be WAY off. Promise. Love you guy's bye!

Beta Reader: GirlInTheMirror121

"MIKE!" the four screamed as they gathered around his almost lifeless body. Mike's breath hitched as Finn pushed down on his chest, trying to save him. Along with Brittany and Santana, Rachel was in tears as she watched her friend die in front of her.

You need to get to the police now, she thought. She almost did, if it wasn't for Artie being uncomfortably close to her. That, and the fact that she needed to be there for Mike. Suddenly Mike took a deep breath, and for a moment everything was still, as though the world had stopped turning.

"Mike, dude, are you ok?" Finn ended the stillness with those words. He stopped pressing on his chest as Mike raised himself a little bit off of the floor, but not much. Finn and Artie tried to keep him up, but Mike didn't have the strength he used to have.

"W-w-where's T-t-t-Tina?" he uttered, his voice airy and weak.

"Mike I'm sorry but…" Artie started but was cut off by Mike. "I found her here. I found her getting killed. I tried to save her. Please tell me she's ok."

"Wait, you SAW her getting killed?" Finn asked. Mike nodded, making the room fall silent. It was soon broken by Mike coughing up a storm, blood streaming down the sides of his mouth. Santana muttered a quick "eew" before pulling a tissue out of her jacket and dabbing the blood away.

"What happened?" Brittany asked. "You don't want to know," muttered Mike, who looked like he would pass out any moment. "Tell us," Brittany whispered. Mike's eyes were slightly closed, his pupils dilated and his body going weak, but he used a bit of his remaining strength to nod.

"Alright, but it's not a pretty story." The group came in closer so that they could hear Mike's tale.

7:45 AM

"Tina!" Mike called down the silent hallway. He and Tina had shown up early for school since they both had nothing better to do, but now Mike couldn't find Tina anywhere.

He kept searching the muted hallways of McKinley, stopping to look at a small memorial for the deceased students. It was heartbreaking to see all the smiling faces of his friends next to burnt out candles, barely alive flowers, and notes of remembrance from family and friends. After a moment of staring at the case, Mike continued his journey around the school.

When he passed the science room, Mike felt a slight electrical serge come from the room. Without thinking about what could be inside, he opened the door, which was luckily unlocked. What he saw was the worst thing he could ever see.

Lying on the desk was Tina, who seemed barely alive, twitching on the desk with a car battery attached to a battery charger on her fingers. "NO!" Mike screamed as he ran to his love, taking the charger off. A wave of electricity went through him, causing Mike to scream at the pain.

He lifted Tina's body off the desk and onto the floor. Her skin was paler than usual, with her pupils dilated and her body still twitching. Mike held her, trying to calm down Tina's twitching body. "Oh Tina," he cried softly as he felt her body go limp.

Before he could set her back down, a sharp pain went through his shoulder. Mike screamed and turned around to see Ghostface holding a knife that was right in his back. Blood gushed out of him as Ghostface stabbed him more and more. Mike tried to fight him off, but Ghostface had a death grip on him as he pulled Mike to the bathroom.

Ghostface dropped Mike on the floor and raised his knife. It placed a foot on Mike stomach to keep him from getting up as he plunged the knife into Mike's abdomen. Mike yelled out in agony, blood squirting out of his back and stomach. A long stream of blood soon formed on his shirt, some of it going onto the floor.

Mike watched as Ghostface pulled the knife out of him, increasing the blood loss, and left the bathroom. Mike just lay there, waiting to die. He knew Tina was probably already dead and that someone would find her body soon. Maybe someone would find him soon, since students would start piling in any minute, maybe even quick enough to save him.

But right now he didn't want to live; he just wanted to be with Tina again. It took a while for the bleeding to stop and soon Mike felt himself going limp. If it wasn't for Finn going to the bathroom after seeing a stream of blood coming out of the door frame, Mike would have died there and then.

By the end of Mike's story, everyone was in tears. Finn and Artie went to go fetch Tina's body out of the trophy case while the girls stayed with Mike.

"Mike, I'm so sorry," Rachel said as Santana and Brittany made a pillow out of their jackets to support Mike's head.

"It's alright," he mumbled, "at least now I know that I can die knowing that I'll see Tina up there with me." The girls stared at him. "What do you mean, die? Mike, you're going to be alright," Santana mumbled back. Mike shook his head.

"Guys I know what's going to happen to me. I've lost too much blood to live on. Besides I have nothing left to live for."

"You can't just give up on your life Mike!" Brittany cried, but Mike didn't listen.

"I just have one last thing to say." The girls nodded for him to continue. "Please don't give up hope on finding the killer. For me."

And with that, Mike's body became limp and cold, and with a soft smile on his face died there on the boy's bathroom floor. The girls cried over him, with Rachel being the most emotional about it. 11 down 6 to go, Rachel thought as she heard sirens blazing in the background.

School was cancelled that day, and Rachel was glad. The sooner she got home, the better, since she needed to send the files to the police station pronto. Actually, it was more like the sooner Puck was in prison the better.

She walked alone, telling her friends she needed time alone, and recounted the events of the last few months.

Rachel remembered the night Quinn was found dead. She was at home scrolling through movies on Netflix to see if anything was on. The call had scared the crap out of her, but it was what they had said that scared her more. It replayed in her mind over and over.

Miss Berry, I'm so sorry to tell you this, but your friend Quinn died this evening.

Along with what the paramedic had said about Courtney and her being friends and the letter from the Ohio State Police Board, it was always on her mind. It was sad to think, no to know, that your friend was gone and you could do nothing about it.

Soon enough Rachel was home. She quickly unlocked the front door and ran upstairs, not bothering to say hi to her dads. She slammed her door shut and turned around to see the horror in front of her.

On the nightstand were not the files or the evidence, but only a single blue post-it. Rachel dashed over to it, and read the blood written writing:

Rachel,

It seems like you might have figured out who I am. Although you may be wrong. Just because something says one thing doesn't mean it's true.

But just to be safe, I'm keeping your evidence.

Although, if you really want it back, meet me at Noah Puckerman's house at 10:35. Be there and I'll give you back your evidence.

Unless you REALLY want to destroy a life.

Ghostface

10:30 PM

With fire in her eyes, Rachel drove across Ohio. Puck needed to know how she felt. How she knew about him and the killings. And how he got rid of all the evidence she had against him.

As she drove, the radio stayed off, seeing as every song reminded her of her friends. It was too depressing to even listen to pretty much anything nowadays. Everything just reminded her of all of them.

She crossed Billings Avenue onto Highway 7A, the only highway connecting to where Puck lived. Rachel closed her eyes, trying to block out the fact that it was down this highway where Rory and Courtney got killed.

And how a couple blocks away was where Sam was killed.

Or that a couple miles away was where Blaine's house used to be.

Or that McKinley was a mile away, the place where just 3 months ago, the entire gang was together and alive.

Rachel opened her eyes again to see a glimpse of someone pushing something into the street. She looked closer to see what it was, and was shocked to see it was a who instead.

It was Artie, to be exact.

She screamed, swerving into the next lane as she just missed Artie. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the driver behind her wasn't so lucky, since he or she hit Artie square on. Rachel turned away from the incident, only to be greeted by to headlights, as she and another car made contact.

A/N :O Didn't see that coming did ya? And NO, that's not my big cliff-hanger/surprise. We'll get to that in chapter 17 (possibly 16.) So I have no recommendations today since I haven't read much of my reviewer's fanfics (I'm such a bad person.) Please don't hate me. Review?

~Whitney the UndercoverGleek ;)