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Chapter 25 - That Wasn't Supposed To Happen....

Becca's POV

Everyone took a step back.

"What...Becca? What the heck was that?!" Kit asked in shock.

Oh, yeah, she, ilbarker, Aura, Known, and Cassia never saw the little outbreak with Rebecca.

She's...my zombie ego.... I said through clenched teeth.

I literally felt split. I couldn't really even feel the right half of my body. Well, I mean, I could, but I couldn't control it.

HUH...THIS DIDN'T GO EXACTLY AS PLANNED.... Rebecca said through my mouth.

Ohh...this was gonna get annoying with 2 different people talking at the same time through a single mouth....

Or something...you know what I mean!

I could feel myself start to get up, but I resisted and tried to stay down.

HMPH...I UNDERESTIMATED YOUR WILLPOWER, BECCA....

What's that gotta do with anything?! I asked, a tightness in my throat.

WELL, THAT IRENE RELIC YOU HAD WAS WHAT ALLOWED YOU TO SURVIVE EVEN AFTER "DYING." IT'S ALSO WHAT'S KEPT ME BACK SINCE CHAPTER 15. I WAS GOING TO TAKE OVER ONCE THE RELIC WAS GONE, BUT THERE WERE TOO MANY PEOPLE. ONCE YOU WERE ALONE WITH THOSE TWO IDIOT EGOS....

Derp and V-Crainer growled.

I WAS GOING TO, BUT...I WAS ALSO GETTING BORED AND WANTED TO SEE A BIT OF DEATH. HOWEVER, I WASN'T EXPECTING YOUR POWER OF A RETRIBUTIONIST, WHICH I FIND KIND OF IRONIC THAT THAT WAS YOUR ROLE, TO BE AS STRONG AS IT WAS. BUT FORTUNATELY, ONCE YOU USED YOUR POWER TO REVIVE ALZAKZ, YOU WERE EXTREMELY WEAKENED, AND I TOOK THE OPPORTUNITY TO TAKE OVER. UNFORTUNATELY, I UNDERESTIMATED YOUR WILLPOWER AND NOW I'VE ONLY GOT CONTROL OF HALF OF YOUR BODY AND MIND.

Hmph, yeah, "unfortunately." I muttered.

I suddenly got a huge craving for human flesh (ew).

I actually stood up and reached out to the person nearest me, which was spark.

She took a step back, and I froze, grimacing.

Would you fricking STOP?! I groaned.

THIS IS NOT GOING TO WORK.... Rebecca muttered.

No, it's not, so please leave or something.

She was silent before I felt another huge pounding in my head, making me cry out and fall to the ground, cradling my head.

LISTEN UP HERE, BECCA. I'M YOU AND YOU'RE ME...IN A WAY, SO WE DON'T BREAK DEALS. HOW ABOUT THIS. YOU CONTINUE TO PLAY THIS LITTLE "GAME" OF YOURS. LET'S MAKE A BET. I HONESTLY THINK THAT SOME CATEGORY BESIDES TOWN IS GOING TO WIN. ARSONIST, MAFIA, WHATEVER. HOW ABOUT, IF SOME CATEGORY BESIDES TOWN WINS, YOU HAVE TO GIVE UP COMPLETE CONTROL OF YOUR BODY TO ME.

And if I win...?

I LEAVE. FOREVER. I'LL NEVER HAUNT YOU IN ANY BOOKS AGAIN. GRANTED, ME LEAVING WILL BE EXTREMELY PAINFUL FOR YOU, BUT I'LL LEAVE.

You know, it's very simple for me to just tell them this. None of them want YOU around. I'll just tell them and the mafia and Arsonist will reveal and kill themselves.

Wait, WHY DID I JUST TELL HER THAT?! OH FRICK I'M STUPID.

NAH, I ALREADY HAD THAT COVERED. IF YOU TELL THEM, I WILL MAKE YOUR LAST FEW MOMENTS BEFORE I TAKE OVER A LIVING HELL.

Ooookay, then!

AND THAT GOES FOR YOU TOO, REBEKITAH AND BECKY. I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME. YOU'LL BE RESPONSIBLE FOR BECCA'S "DEATH" IF YOU SAY ANYTHING. SO...DO WE HAVE A DEAL?

...Deal.

Silence.

With a slight shakiness, I stood up, still holding my head.

"Becca?" Cassia asked, sounding very concerned.

I noticed that I could see out of both my eyes again, as well as control my whole body.

DON'T WORRY, I'M STILL HERE.

I shook my head. D-Don't...worry about it. Let's just...continue....

"Becca, are you sure? That didn't seem nor----" Kit started.

I'm sure! Let's just keep going! I snapped.

Kit took a step back in surprise.

...I'm sorry...I'm just...ugh...I'm sorry, I wasn't mad at you. I'm just...not in a physically and mentally good state right now.... I apologized.

"It's ok." Kit said with a small smile.

"Well, now that THAT ordeal's over with, let's continue!" Derp said, clapping his hands together.

With reluctancy...wait, that's not a word? Whatever, you know what I mean!

With reluctancy, everyone went back to their spots.

"By the way, alzakz was brought back to life!" V-Crainer said, pointing to alzakz.

"Also, an Amnesiac has become an Investigator." Derp added.

Ok...will.

Any: ??? - Amnesiac/Investigator

RT: Deana - Veteran

Oh, I never wrote down night 5, either.

N5: Resurrected alzakz.

Pocketed.

"...what now?" Kit asked.

"I was doused." spark said.

We continue the game as if nothing happened. I answered simply.

"Do we...know the ratios of genres?" Cassia asked.

Well, we have only 2 mafia left because the Any category is taken by the Amnesiac/Investigator. We also have the Arsonist.

"Becca, I was covered in dat gas stuff yesterday." Caleb said.

I sighed. Well, I can't really be angry. It's part of the game.

The game of life and death for me at this point....

"Votin' time! 5 votes!" Derp said.

Ok, let me just get together who's what and alive and stuff.

Jason. Unknown.

spark. Unknown.

Rebekitah. Unknown.

Kit. Unknown.

Caleb. Survivor.

Deana. Veteran.

Pewds. Unknown, but I have a hunch that he's the Amnesiac/Investigator.

alzakz. Jailor. I have a feeling she's gonna die tonight.

Me. Retributionist.

Cassia. Unknown, but claims Body---

Wait.

She can't claim Bodyguard.

RT, TK, and Any are taken.

Becca has voted against Cassia.

Cassia gave me a confused look. "Umm...did your hand slip?"

I narrowed my eyes at her. No.

Caleb has voted against Cassia.

Deana has voted against Cassia.

"Umm, wait, guys...."

alzakz has voted against Cassia.

spark has voted against Cassia.

"Wait, guys, I'm not----"

Rebekitah has voted against Cassia.

"Alright! Cassia, come up here!"

"Wait, but I'm not bad----"

V-Crainer sighed and flew at Cassia, "grabbing" her arm and pulling her up on the gallows.

"Do you wish to defend yourself?" Derp asked.

"I have no clue why you chose me, Becca, but I already told you, AND alzakz, that I'm Bodyguard."

Once we were allowed to speak, I spoke. RT, TP, and Any are taken, Cassia.

Caleb has voted.

That means you are one of two things.

Deana has voted.

Either you're the Godfather....

spark has voted.

...or you're the Arsonist.

Becca has voted.

Kit has voted.

"Time's up! Becca, Kit, spark, Caleb, and Deana voted guilty and the rest abstained. That's 5-0 guilty!" V-Crainer exclaimed.

Cassia's eyes widened. "Wait, no!"

She tried to get off the gallows, but Derp and V-Crainer pulled her back and forced her on the chair, putting the noose around her neck.

"Any last words?" Derp sneered.

"THIS ISN'T RIGHT!!" Cassia yelled as she struggled against their "hold."

The chair flew out from under her and she fell, the noose catching her.

Derp and V-Crainer let go of her as she clawed at her throat for a moment before her hands hung down by her sides.

"We didn't find a last will." Derp said.

"Cassia's role was Godfather."

I fist-pumped the air. YES! Sorry, Cassia.

NIGHT 6

I listened in on the world of the dead.

"Dangit!" Cassia said as she and the other dead appeared.

"Like, seriously, I was the DOCTOR?! Not cool." ilbarker pouted.

I giggled, catching the attention of the dead.

"Oh, of COURSE YOU'D find that funny. Meanie." ilbarker sulked.

"Sorry, I just find it ironic." I said.

"spark concerns me." Aura said. "She literally hasn't said anything."

"Maybe she has a role that puts her in danger if others knew what it was." Rebekitah pondered.

"Or she's part of the mafia or the Arsonist."

"I'm not telling you anything." Cassia said, a hint of anger in her voice.

I raised my hands. "I wasn't expecting you to say anything."

And with that, the conversation was just over.

Well, I mean, the dead chatted, but it wasn't anything important.

I just "slept."

DAY 7

I sighed, getting up off the bed and going outside.

Once again, someone was dead.

This time, it was Rebekitah.

"We found Rebekitah dead in her home last night." Derp began.

"She was murdered by the mafia."

"We found a will next to her body."

Rebekitah the Medium

N1: No dead.

N2: No dead.

N3: No dead.

N4: Found another person who could talk with the dead. They convinced Aura to kill Becky.

N5: No leads and alzakz resurrected.

N6: Nothing much, just the dead casually talking.

"Rebekitah's role was Medium."

"I was doused." alzakz said.

I nodded. Ok, it's time for a role call. I'm the Retributionist.

"You all know what my role is already." alzakz said.

"I'm the...Veteran...." Deana muttered.

I smirked. Thanks for killing Becky, too!

XD

"Wait, I thought you said that RT and TK were taken." spark said.

Yeah, well, I found out Deana was Veteran when Becky died. That's why I called Cassia out.

"I'm...umm...the Spy." spark said.

'Escort.' Jason...said? *shrugs*

"I'm the Survivor!" Caleb said happily.

"I'm the Amnesiac/Investigator." Pewds said.

"I'm the Sheriff." Kit said.

Hmm...something's off. I said.

"What?" Kit asked.

There are 2 TI claims when only one is available. Basically...Kit, spark, one of you lied.

Kit held her hands up. "I swear, I'm Sheriff."

"I really am Spy!" spark said.

"Time ta vote! 4 today!"

There's really only one way to solve this. spark, you're first.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Becca has voted against spark.

"Wait, WHAT?!"

Kit has voted against spark.

spark has voted against Kit.

Caleb has voted against spark.

Jason has voted against Kit.

Pewds has voted against spark.

Without waiting for Derp, spark stormed up onto the gallows and stood under the noose, her arms crossed. "One of you, I dunno, whisper something random to someone."

Caleb immediately ran up to me and whispered, "Ja, ich heiße Caleb."

I laughed.

spark looked confused. "'Ja...ick...hisuh...Caleb?' What?"

I laughed as the translucent guilty/innocent thing came up. That's close, but yeah.

Caleb ran back to his spot.

'But...couldn't she be the Blackmailer? I mean, don't Blackmailers have the ability to hear whispers, too? ' Jason asked.

Well, they can hear whispers, but no, the Blackmailer would become a Mafioso if no more killing roles are available. The original Mafioso and the Godfather are dead, so the Blackmailer would be a Mafioso now.

Becca has voted.

Kit has voted.

No one else voted.

"Time's up! Kit and Becca voted innocent and the rest abstained. That's 2-0 innocent!" V-Crainer exclaimed.

spark sighed a sigh of relief and walked back to her spot.

NIGHT 7

Wait, what? We still need to...ugh, never mind.

I went to my house and sat down, focusing on the world of the dead.

But nothing happened.

I was super confused.

Then there was a knock at my door.

I slowly got up and opened the door to see a hooded figure.

"Sorry 'bout this." They said before shoving something sickly-sweet smelling in my face.

Chloroform.

I fell to the ground, but the person caught me as I passed out.

When I woke back up, I was lying on a different bed.

I shakily stood up and looked around.

I was surrounded by stone and there was a set of bars opposite the bed I was on.

Someone was sitting in a chair on the other side of the bars, looking over their will.

alzakz?

They looked up, the hood still covering their face. They pulled it down to show that it was indeed alzakz.

"Sorry." She said, her voice sounding different as she pulled the chair closer to the bars. "I had chosen you so I could speak with you privately without someone hearing, but I probably shoulda changed to Kit. Unfortunately, the night began before I could change my decision. I actually did head towards Kit's house, but Derp stopped me from going any further. He said I had to do the person I had originally chosen."

I nodded. Ah. That's ok. I've done this before to someone as well as been the person in this position. What did you want to discuss?

"Could I see your will? I just want to look it over with you and see if we can deduce the fakers."

I nodded, pulling out my will and pen. Let me update it real quick.

Becca - Retributionist

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

TI: spark - Spy

TI: Mark - Investigator - Dead

TS: Becca - Medium - Dead

TS: Rebekitah - Medium - Dead

TP: ilbarker - Doctor - Dead

TK: Known - Vigilante - Dead

RT: Deana - Veteran

RM: ??? - Blackmailer/Mafioso

NK: ??? - Arsonist

NE: Aura - Jester - Dead

NB: Caleb - Survivor

Any: Pewds? - Amnesiac/Investigator

N1: No dead, so my job is useless at the moment.

N2: Still no dead.

N3: STILL no dead.

N4: No leads from the dead; Aura went to haunt Becky.

N5: Resurrected alzakz.

N6: Nothing much, Cassia really defensive.

N7: Jailed.

alzakz - Jailor

Becky - Mafioso

Cassia - Godfather

I handed the will to alzakz and she looked it over.

"So...Kit cannot possibly be Sheriff and Jason cannot possibly be Escort. That means...." She looked up at me slowly.

I nodded. They're the Arsonist and last mafia.

"But which is which?" alzakz wondered.

I shrugged. "I could see Kit being the Arsonist and Jason the Blackmailer...."

alzakz nodded and handed me my will. I pocketed it and stretched. We'd better "go to sleep" so tomorrow can come.

She nodded and stood up, going to the bed at the far end of the room and lying down.

I sighed and laid down on my side facing where alzakz was. I closed my eyes.

And froze.

It was silent for a moment before alzakz's door opened.

Their footsteps were faint, but they were headed towards alzakz.

I heard a flicking sound, and then my darkened vision become slightly orange for a moment.

The Arsonist had ignited their targets.

DAY 8

I stood up swiftly, noticing that the jail door was open.

I went outside a little before everyone else and stood at my spot, noticing the 3 bodies on the ground.

There was one particular body I was avoiding looking at.

Everyone else came outside.

Well, everyone else being Jason, Deana, Kit, and Pewds.

Derp and V-Crainer appeared on the gallows.

"We found alzakz dead in her home last night." Derp began once again.

"She was incinerated by an Arsonist."

"We found a will next to her body."

alzakz the kidnapper (Jailor)

Night 1: Cassia - claims Bodyguard

Night 2: Mark - claims Investigator

Night 3: ilbarker - doesn't want to say, kinda suspicious. Says she's town, though.

Night 4: Caleb - protect the SMOL bean! Says he's Survivor.

Night 5: I ded.

Night 6: Eyyy I'm back! Forgot to jail someone, though, so I'm lonely. ;-;

Night 7: Probably shoulda changed to Kit but I forgot to so I jailed Becca. I did that cuz I wanted to speak with her privately.

"We also found a death note."

~~~~~

Sometimes...people just want to watch the world BURN.

~~~~~

"alzakz's role was Jailor."

"We found spark dead in her home last night."

"She was incinerated by an Arsonist."

"We found a will next to her body."

spark the stalker (Spy)

Night 1: Mafia visited Rebekitah and Becca. No one died.

Night 2: Mafia visited Kit.

Night 3: Mafia visited Becca and Known. Known died.

Night 4: Mafia visited Caleb and alzakz. alzakz dead.

Night 5: Mafia visited ilbarker.

Night 6: Mafia visited Rebekitah.

Night 7:

"We also found a death note."

~~~~~

Sometimes...people just want to watch the world BURN.

~~~~~

"spark's role was Spy."

"We found Caleb dead in his home last night."

I felt tears prick my eyes.

"He was incinerated by an Arsonist."

"We found a last will next to his body."

Caleb the Sirviver

Nite 1 I am scared.

Nite 4 I fond the vests!

Nite 5 I put one on.

"We also found a death note."

~~~~~

Sometimes...people just want to watch the world BURN.

~~~~~

"Caleb's role was Survivor."

I sniffled. Kit, why would you do it...?

Kit looked surprised. "Wait, what? Me?! I would never do that to him!"

I rolled my eyes. I know it's you, Kit. Me and alzakz deduced that last night.

Kit stared at me before sighing. "Shoot. I almost made it to the end...."

"Time ta vote! 3 votes today!"

Becca has voted against Kit.

Jason has voted against Kit.

Pewds has voted against Kit.

Kit walked up under the noose, her arms crossed.

"Do you wish to defend yourself?"

She shook her head. "Nah, I'm good."

V-Crainer shrugged. "Suit yourself."

The innocent/guilty thing came up.

Becca has voted.

Deana has voted.

Jason has voted.

"Time's up! Becca, Jason, and Deana voted guilty and Pewds abstained. That's a 3-0 guilty!" V-Crainer exclaimed.

Kit shrugged and stood on the chair, fitting the noose onto herself.

Everyone besides myself stared at her like she was crazy.

Maybe she was.

She didn't even let Derp talk. She kicked the chair out from under her.

She dropped and the noose caught her. She was wincing before her eyes closed, her body hanging freely.

"We could not find a last will."

"Kit's role was Arsonist."

We were all silent.

I was getting immensely worried.

What if Jason killed me?

Deana and Pewds didn't know what the other was...exactly, and the same result would appear for both her and Jason.

But honestly, that wasn't the most important question.

The important question is....

Will town win?

Because...if town doesn't, then....

I'm gonna die.

For real.

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