Hey everybody, Paradigm of Writing here with a new chapter of Pluto Vacation, #6: Murderer O' Murderer! I am super happy to be back writing for this piece, knowing in just six more chapters we shall be finished with this tale and I can move on to bigger things, no? Last chapter, Freak has made his reappearance so to speak, and we now have two dead friends- Red Kyne and Robin Jett, but no one seemed saddened by their passing so perhaps I did a good thing by killing them. Truthfully, I have only two preset deaths in this story besides Midna and Lucina, and the others I have are done by a flip of a coin. *snicker* So enjoy this chapter you guys! Murderer O' Murderer is ready. And please, for the love of God in heaven, do not turn this title into a song somehow. I know it can be done.

11:45 PM, Husen Family Lodge, Denver Colorado, December 19th, 2015

Peach got tired of drumming her fingers against the table, hearing the same innocuous beat roll in her heart. She stood up impatiently, going for the candlestick that lay sideways on a dresser near the stairs to the upper floors of the lodge. Luigi had gone back to reading his book, flipping between the pages of stories depicting people being eaten alive by mountain lions, or falling to their deaths from treacherous heights only because said person who died did not know how to properly arrest themselves in the icy slopes. Rule #1 when in the snow: always have a pickaxe.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw her get up. "What are you doing?"

She bit her lip, rummaging around for a lighter. "We need to do what Lucina told us to do. Go look in the library. It wouldn't hurt to check, right?"

Luigi considered this for a moment, rubbing his chin. The cabin had stilled back to a quite lull, with Red and Robin still outside in the blizzard, Samus taking her long needed bath, Lucas far away in dreamland, and Kuro still being rather pissed. The lodge needed hosts in it, breathing life forms to keep the party alive. He always wanted to be back with all of his friends, even though they were... dysfunctional at best. When everyone got mad at each other and separated? It just made a recipe for disaster.

"Well... I suppose it wouldn't. Should we wait for Red and Robin to come back?"

She shook her head in dissent. "They could be gone for who knows how long. Red really seemed upset about the séance... and I don't want him to be thrown further into this mess. Robin, well she's keeping an eye on Marth and Sheik back in the guest cabin. Lucas is asleep, Samus is in her own little world. We have Link and Zelda out to get the latter's stuff..." Peach let out a sigh. "We have the main victim in bitter fits over this. It is up to us. We need to solve this, okay?"

"I- okay." he gave in. Trying to argue would be futile. One thing this night could prove was that arguing got everyone nowhere.

Peach stood at the foot of the steps that led to the lower floor. She took a deep breath in. "I really hope no one turns out to be fucking with us."

"Do you think Lucina really was communicating with us?" Luigi asked.

"I don't know. I don't know if I wish she did, or if I wish she didn't. I want this... this nightmare to just got out of my head for once. Perhaps finding this could help?" she bit her lip again, drawing blood.

"I guess we should find out..." he kicked the floor, looking down at his shoes.

The two nodded and began to slowly walk down. Each step creaked and groaned under their weight, making Peach freeze every few seconds in anticipation, as if something was about to jump out of the wall and grab her, as if she would be thrown into a black stasis, a jutted world where time and space froze and she'd wade through screaming peoples names and searching for answers while moving the speed of an insect in amber.

Each step made a ghostly echo throughout the cabin. Luigi jumped when Peach laid a hand on his shoulder, to signal him to stop. She licked her lips, digging her heel into the wood. "Kuro looked really freaked out during the séance didn't he? At first... he seemed calm and laid back, but the moment he found we were speaking to Lucina... that façade vanished."

Luigi nodded. He could sense that much with his best friend. "Yeah... I can agree to that. He looked as if he was keeping it together... but, well... people do say looks can be conceiving."

"Shouldn't we have not mentioned his sisters?" Peach had a worrisome look in her eyes.

The green capped boy shrugged. "It's because of Midna and Lucina that we both came back up here."

She shook her head in disagreement. "That's true... but we didn't come here to have a séance! Perhaps you, Red, and I took it too far."

The two stopped, as their trekking had gotten them to the library door. A fireplace had been roaring for roughly an hour, given the weak flames licking away at air particles from the scorched wood behind the metal grate. A ceiling fan spun above their heads, giving the spot right underneath it a cold atmosphere. Four bookshelves were smashed up together, books of various colors and sizes placed neatly in cuneiform rows on the wooden shelves. A carpet lay underneath their feet, an impressive Native American mural sketched on the material.

Peach opened the door and took a single step in. As her foot crossed over the threshold, she screamed. A few books from the farthest shelf flew off, smacking into the opposite wall with the strength of a silver bullet. "Ah! Luigi!" she yelped.

"Fuck! Look out!" he shouted, putting his hands protectively around her shoulders.

She ran to the place where the books came flying off the wall. "Holy crap..."

"Are you alright?" Luigi asked her concernedly, furrowing his eyebrows together.

"I- I think so. Just startled," Peach said. A glimmering in the bookshelf caught her eye. "Look."

"What?"

"There's something behind these books. Probably the reason why they were flung."

The two leaned in closer to see a shiny button, spray painted a charcoal black, embedded into the bookcase. Further examination showed that a few springs had been put in place so whenever the zone in front of the bookcase should be triggered, the books would go flying.

"Is- is that a button?" Peach cocked her head.

"I believe so."

"Should I push it? What if-"

"Wouldn't hurt to try," Luigi interrupted. "I mean, that is what buttons are for, right?"

Peach stomped her foot, mind clearly torn between stilling her curiosity or whether or not her life would be in jeopardy if she made the movement to press the new object of the room. Deciding against her better judgment, if it even existed for that matter, she pressed the button. A low, mechanical whirring, replaced the click made by her pushing the button, and the bookcase shifted backwards before sliding in to another shelf. A formidable hole was left in its place.

"Whoa." she breathed.

"Panel slides open and my brain has officially been mind blown." Luigi cracked a smile.

"Are we in some sort of movie or something?"

"If we are... I hope we're getting paid."

"Leave it to the Husen's to have secret fucking passages in their libraries. Only them too." Peach scowled, knowing in the back of her mind she'd have to venture into the dark tunnel.

Luigi didn't want to be so pessimistic about his best friend's family. "Perhaps they didn't even know this was here. The resort is fairly old, built back in the 50's is what I've been told. Kuro's parents happened to buy it just at the right time."

"Should- should we go in?" she asked, voice quivering.

"Sure. After you then?" he offered.

"No, nope. Not a chance. Fat one," Peach made a grim face, handing the candle to Luigi. "You go. Dark and scary places have never been my forte."

Luigi took the candle, sticking out his tongue. "Gee, thanks. Always know I can count on you, sweetheart."

"The longer we take bickering, the more time it'll take to maybe get to the bottom of things around here!"

He rolled his eyes, but decided to say nothing. Peach Tydal was a lady, and with ladies, you never fought back as they'd totally annihilate you with tears and some form of beating. Luigi took a deep breath, taking one step in. He swallowed a manly shriek as a spider scuttled across the floor and vanished into the black darkness. The hidden room wasn't very big, only had a disposed of section to the left which held a smaller shelf that surrounded a table. Shining the candle over it, Luigi's eyes danced over a picture.

"Huh? What's this..." he whispered.

The picture had three people in it- them being Kuro, Lucina, and Midna. Kuro took the middle while his sisters stood on either side of him. In a line, cerulean hair, onyx hair, and cardinal hair matched together to form a rather interesting diagram as the three Husen siblings smiled for the camera. Midna had some sort of ring around her finger, and there was an insignia engraved in the gold, but Luigi couldn't read it. Then he flipped the card over.

He almost dropped the candle. A warning was scrawled on the back, written in what looked dangerously close to blood.

Here we have Lucina Husen, Kuro Husen, and Midna Husen all posing for a family portrait. How cute. This photo was taken on December 17th, 2014. I have hunted these three for so long, and tonight I make the move. Lucina's hair would situate for a gorgeous blanket to drape over my shoulders in the winter, while I can see Midna's sleazy attitude being great for filmed pornography videos. And... my dear Kuro Husen... he's the prize worth keeping. Two years I've waited, stayed in the shadows to observe. Tonight I shall put it into action. My pretties, prepare to die.

The threat wasn't signed, but that evidence convinced Luigi whole heartedly on something else.

Peach had run in, based on when the candle had clunked against the table. She couldn't read the message clearly, but did see the writing. "Luigi- Luigi, what is that?" she questioned, voice rising into a croak.

"Holy cow..." Luigi breathed. He could feel her presence behind him. "Uh... Peach, I don't want to freak you out or anything, but... take a look at this." he turned.

Her mouth had fallen agape when she had read the first line. "Oh my god Kuro! What is that? Seriously. What the fuck is that?"

"Something I believe Lucina wanted us to find." he squeezed his eyes shut then opened them, trying to remove the bad mental image.

"The- the clue to their murder?"

"I want to say so. It's a threat."

"Let me see it! Are you kidding me," Peach said in disbelief, seizing the letter from his hands with a feverish intent. She flipped it over and read the message on the back, the color draining from her cheeks fast. "Luigi! This is serious! We need to find Kuro right now!" She turned around and ran from the library.

"Peach! Hold on a second. We don't even know where he is!" Luigi made a grab for her hand, but he instead got her and got dragged along by the heels. Her momentum was not going to stop anytime soon, especially after what she just learned.

She dragged him from the library to the other side of the bottom floor, where the smaller living room canny to the one upstairs lied. She needed to sit down, to take a moment and process things over. Nothing like this would go unnoticed, most definitely when people's lives were in stake. Back home, Peach failed all those that needed her strength. Now, there was a chance for redemption.

"Do you think someone really is after the Husen's?" she asked lowly when she stopped to take a breather, her arm feeling like it wanted to fall out of its socket.

Luigi paused to shake his hand back and forth, to get the blood flow recirculating. "If- if so... then that is honestly messed up. Would anyone we know play a prank this devilish?"

"I can't think someone would do something on that caliber, no." Peach admitted.

"Marth?"

"He's not that cruel."

"Well, look..." Luigi sighed, not knowing how to break the news to his diehard crush. "While walking up here, earlier this evening, Samus told me she felt like her and I were being stalked. At the shooting range down by the cable car station, while Red and I fired off against each other's arrogance, she observed and could practically feel another set of eyes staring at us."

"So?"

"It's something to think about."

"Are you suggesting there may be a criminal up on the mountain with us? That's not ideal!" Peach shrieked.

"With this crazy, psychopathic letter I have in my hands, it is not too far off to say perhaps there's a possibility. Since, like the threat mentions, this man is after Kuro too."

She made a face, punching him in the chest. "Luigi- if this is your way of making me feel better about the events we just witnessed, you're fired."

As soon as the words left her lips, the double set of doors next to them in the kitchen, which lied on the lower floor next to the mini living room rattled. The two turned to gaze at the door, as if their ears had deceived them. There was a loud crash, the shattering of glass, and a multitude of cuss words being flown around. The voice sounded familiar, and male. Peach ran for the doorknob, slightly opening the door.

"Do you hear that?" Luigi frowned, inching closer behind her.

"It's Kuro!" she exclaimed.

"Coming from the kitchen..." he added quickly.

"Hold on Kuro, we're coming!" Peach called. She then unleashed a scream as someone, or something for that matter reached in and grabbed her by the front of her jacket, throwing her into the room. The door to the kitchen slammed shut.

"Hey, you fucker! Let her go!" Kuro roared from inside the kitchen.

Luigi raced for the doorknob, hands working at the round surface, but it was locked. Sounds of Peach being hit in the face by something echoed darkly inside his brain, and the sounds of her in pain ripped at his heart. "What- what's going on? Let me in! Peach! Kuro!"

"Get away from us..." Peach weakly hissed on the other side of the door.

Luigi braced his knuckles together, flinging himself at the door. It wavered slightly, meaning it needed more force. He slammed all his weight into the door once more, seeing it budge. His heart leaped, and the adrenaline rushed as Luigi completely tackled the door down, falling into the room. He slammed into the tile floor on the kitchen, hitting his head. "Ow. Fucking hell..." he hissed. He groggily got his feet, before feeling something slam against the back of his head. The warm feeling of blood flowed out of the wound as he saw the pipe used to club him in the back of the head clatter to the floor.

As unconsciousness slipped away from him, he saw a figure step over him, a gun in hand. Kuro and Peach were both watching in horrified shock, their reflexes too slow as the intruder grabbed Peach into a choke hold with his left, and while using the right hand, fired a bullet into Kuro's waist.

12:06 AM, Husen Family Lodge, Denver, Colorado, December 20th, 2015

Lucas Samuels would lie on his deathbed and swear to you that before he went to sleep on the night of December 19th, 2015, he told everyone in the main living room of the cabin to shut the fuck up and let him sleep, as it was all he wanted to do before seeing everyone else again in the morning on the 20th. That didn't mean to wake him up at the crack of the next day, six minutes after midnight. Some people.

A low bang caused the blonde to stir from his slumber, causing him to sit up and flicker his bed lamp light on. He rubbed his eyes, throwing off his comforter. "Are you kidding me right now? I gave them one job. Sure, they held it for roughly twenty minutes and then gave up on it. What is wrong with them?"

The lodge was eerily quiet besides the low boom he had heard earlier, something he found rather odd. Knowing Marth, Zelda, and Sheik, the three would stay up way late into the hours of the creeping dawn, partying on and blasting music from boom box speakers they stole on the trip up to the resort. Now, there was not a sound to be heard other than the dull boom that woke him seconds ago.

"What the fuck..." Lucas whispered, throwing off the blanket and sheets that kept him warm. He swung his legs out over the bed and stood up, feet hitting solid ground on the chilled wood. The door to his room laid open, the rest of the lodge's upper floors to be viewed in one quick glance. Had he left the door open before he went to sleep? He couldn't recall.

Across the other end of hall, from his position, was the guest bathroom which currently had Samus in use by the sound of water flowing into the tub. Since he had gone to sleep so early, he had no idea what transpired before he took a slumber. All he knew was that the restroom had been occupied, and it would be rather rude to interrupt whoever decided to use it.

Lucas leaned over the railing from the upstairs balcony, seeing that the living room down below had not a soul down there. The living room lay in silence, the pillows left in the same positions they were before he went upstairs, the fireplace roaring from when Kuro successfully had made it. So... where did everyone else go? He knew the main level had to be deserted, as if there had been no one in the living room, certainly they were nowhere else. The bottom floor did have a kitchen, so perhaps...

He bit his tongue. He never labeled himself as the quote unquote 'adventurous type', not by a longshot. "It's probably just some stupid prank, like the one they always do." he thought to himself. Lucas knew what his friends were like. It had to be a prank. He checked himself off of a mental list he made in his head, and added an extra person to it when he reminded himself that the guest bathroom had someone in it.

His feet touched the basement level of the lodge, Lucas automatically recoiling back up a step as the cold touch frightened him, he didn't expect it to be that frigid. After all, didn't the lodge have a heater. "Kuro probably forgot to turn it on like he always does..." Lucas mumbled, grabbing a flashlight that had been left from when Red had put it down earlier in the night from his prank he had delivered to Samus and Kuro.

He craned his head around the door to the mini living room, seeing the entrance to the kitchen wide open. However, the door didn't seem to be open under natural terms, something strong and forceful had bashed it open. And... was that blood on the knob? Lucas raced over to it, a hand wiping over the shiny surface. Looking at his hand, his fingertips were dipped a gleaming ruby. Blood.

"Oh my god! Luigi!" Lucas cried out, turning his head to see his friend, the one clad in all green, slumped in a pile on the floor. A nasty gash was strewn across the back of his head, hit by a metal pipe which lied next to Luigi's body. He leaned down to try and stir his friend when the door to the kitchen slammed shut automatically.

Lucas screamed, recoiling away from his friend, spine pressed up against the kitchen counter. His eyes searched frantically for whomever, or whatever it was that caused the doors to shut. He heard a crackling from the PA system above the sink, causing the blonde to face it, hand searching for a drawer he could get open. A kitchen knife would come very in handy.

Something had been hot-wired to life, and a loud blast of a symphony played by Mozart drowned out the kitchen. Lucas paled. That was his favorite song of all time. What was it doing being played on the lodge's PA system?

"One of you fuckers better explain to me what the hell is going on here or I'm going to otherwise-" he began to yell at the top of his lungs, before the concert piece cut him off and a firmer, colder male voice spoke instead. The easiness of the syllables caused shivers to crawl down Lucas's spine.

"Hello. You must be Lucas Samuels." the stranger said warmly.

Lucas really wanted that knife now. "What- who are you? Where are you?"

"You may call me Freak, if you so presume to do, Mr. Samuels," the voice replied. "I- I am somewhere you will not expect."

"I don't know who you are, or what you can possibly be doing here, but you need to explain to me right now what in the fuck is going on before I slash your dick off with the knives in the kitchen!"

Freak laughed at this. "You're such a temperamental spirit. Shame. You need to learn how to calm down. I did know that a fire lay inside that miniscule heart of yours though..."

"Shut up!"

"You cannot make me, my dear boy."

"What do you want?" Lucas could feel the tears coming on fast.

"You were here last year, weren't you not? When the party had been a tad bit larger? That is my concern. Lucina and Midna Husen vanished on the night of December 19th, 2014 out here at the Husen family lodge in Denver, Colorado. You had gone to bed before the tumultuous events that took place that evening to cater towards their disappearance. It has been a prank, something so terribly ruthless and heartless you could not agree with it."

"Ho- how do you know of all this?"

"That is not your concern."

"I demand you answer me!" Lucas screamed at the PA system.

Freak ignored the boy, who had to have nerves shot right about now. "Those two poor girls did indeed vanish, but not because they had gotten lost. Someone killed them. One died to a bullet, the other lost their life to a knife in the chest. The most shameful thing of it all is, my dear boy, was you, Lucas Samuels, had fallen asleep and missed it all. The glorious fireworks that went off with blood cascading rains- you missed them. Tis a shame."

"Why- why does this matter?"

"Simple," Although Lucas couldn't see him, he knew that this Freak or whoever the fuck he was, had to have been smiling. "I targeted the Husen children that night. Kuro, Midna, and Lucina. I want all of them dead. I missed the opportunity to get the boy, and now I'm back to finish what I started, on the night of their tragic tragic anniversary where they died. But, now, I want all of the friends of theirs who missed it to get play a large part in the death of Kuro Husen. I hope you have a fun time playing, and I'll make sure to reimburse you later." Freak explained.

The voice of the PA cut out, but something behind Lucas made a sound. He turned to see a man in a mask lunge for him, a bottle in the intruder's right hand. He yelped, diving to the side as the bottle was slammed where he once stood. Lucas tried to make a run for it when a rough, gloved hand pulled him back. He kicked his attacker in the shin, but the boy might as well have been kicking a wall, as his efforts made nothing substantial happen.

Freak made a tisking noise with his tongue, before placing two fingers on a pressure point in Lucas's neck. As soon as his fingers touched the skin and pressed, the boy went limp in his arms. Lucas was flung to the floor, plopping right next to the knocked out body of Luigi.

The serial killer took a step back to admire his work, smiling with relish. "This night just keeps on getting better and better, doesn't it?"

Wow! There we are you guys! Chapter 6 of Pluto Vacation, Murderer O' Murderer. Did this chapter have your heart thumping in anticipation? Any clout towards who this illustrious killer might be? I know that a few of you were pointing towards Lucas, Luigi, or Kuro, but since now all three males are incapacitated, Marth has been taken out of the picture for the time being, and Red is dead... all we have left is Link. Could he be the Freak? Possibly. Or is it another character entirely? You'll have to read more to find out! Thanks for reading this chapter you guys, sorry it is a tad bit shorter than what I normally put out here for you all. But, in hindsight and good news, I have breached 700k! I've written roughly 704,000 words since I started my account in July of 2013, but that only counts for all published material minus AN's. The total number of words for my stories would be more figuratively around 800 or even 900 thousand with the stuff I've deleted. I want to thank you all so much, and let's see how quick we can get to 800k! I love you all! You should expect a new chapter no later than by this Tuesday, the 26th. I love you guys so much and will see you next time for Pluto Vacation with Chapter #7; Choose Who Lives Tonight. Bye!

~ Paradigm