(Here is your sequel! Btw it was fun watching you all guess! I loved your theories!)

You just sat on the couch in shock, a hand over your mouth as tears fell down the sides of your face, Fear tried to comfort you, which was only helping a little.

Asher had ran out of the room to throw up, Coby ran after him to do the same.

Lockheart was silently cursing, saying wtf over and over while shaking.

Cupid had been silent, his eyes just staring into space, he was traumatized, shaking even.

Cyrus was studying the chalk outline, his scanners checking for evidence.

Jasper had floated off to his room to cry.

Romeo and Amour comforted their Creator, who was having a breakdown. "How could this have happened!? Hallow never hurt anyone!"

Cyrus sighed. "Whoever did this, clearly hated Hallow. He was stabbed in the back of the neck. Meaning the killer struck him from behind..."  The android picked up the knife. "This crime was made out of hate..."

Cyrus' eyes clicked to a bright aqua as he sent a glare to the angel. "Cupid.. You absolutely hated the vampire!"

Cupid snapped out of his trance as he stood up, tears fell down his heart stamps as he yelled. "Yeah! Sure I hated Hallow, I couldn't stand him! But I wouldn't kill him! I wouldn't hurt anyone!"

The angel fell to his knees as he cried into hands. Lockheart took a seat next to him, wrapping a comforting wing around the weeping angel.

Lockheart pat his older brothers shoulder then turned to growl and bare his teeth to the android. "Cupid didn't do sh*t! If he says he didn't do it, then he didn't! Leave him alone Sherlock!"

Cyrus grit his teeth. "He only wants us to believe that Lockheart. He clearly had a motive. But... What about you? You had been arguing with the bat all night! And you two were the only ones in the kitchen! The weapon was a steak knife!"

"Then check for finger prints then, if you're so smart! You f**kin toaster!" Lock yelled, horns turning even more red with heat.

Fear made his casual poker face. "We don't have fingerprints idiot."

Cyrus nods. "Fear is right. The only way to figure this out is to check for magic residue.. I need to be alone. Leave this room immediately."

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Everyone was gathered in Asher's room, sharing theories, not trusting each other one bit. They each sent glares to each other.

"What about you? You and Hallow fought all the time! You probably waited for the power to go out so you could strike!" Lock yelled.

Asher shook his head. "It couldn't be me ya dip-sh*t! I was by y/n the whole time!"

You nod your head. "Its true, he was. So was Fear."

"....so be it.. Then what about you Coby? Where were you?"

Coby shrugged his shoulders. "Dude, I was in the room before the power went out, but as I was going to the dining room the power went out, and that's why you all heard me scream.."

"Why did you leave then!?" Lock poked his chest with a sharp claw.

Coby shook his head. "To get more donuts.. And seriously.. Dude if it was me, you all would have heard my snakes.. They rattle and hiss all the time." With that, his vipers nod.

Lockheart sighed in frustration.  "Oh my god.. Were never gonna figure this out!" He plopped on Asher's bed, seething with angry heat.

"LH.. Don't burn my bed.." Asher growled.

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Everyone still shared their theories, others debunking them. Or creating ridiculous ones.

You noticed Jasper was nervously fiddling with his fingers, he kept whispering to himself, guilt written all over his face.

You walked up to the muttering ghost, taking a seat next to him. "Jasper.. Is everything okay?"

Jasper jumped from your sudden presence. "N-no.. N-not at a-all.. I... I.."

"You what?" You ask.

"I.. I..." He shook his head, shaking in terror. "I s-saw who--."

"Attention! I have found some magic residue. Whoever it was, tried to hide it. By mixing it with Hallow's blood."  Cyrus announced, proudly.

Many heads turned his way. "So you didn't solve it? You just came in here to tell us that!?" Creator growled, Amour holding her back.

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Cyrus had locked everyone in their own rooms for safety, he however had you walking with him.

"Where am I gonna stay?" You ask him, clutching the warm coat Asher had loaned you for the night.

"You shall stay in the guest room for now. Tomorrow you shall leave while we figure out this mess.."  Cyrus replies, taking out a keyring searching for the right key.

"Can I use the restroom before I go to my room?"

Cyrus nods. "Make it quick. I shall wait for you in the hallway."

"Won't be long!" You smile, rushing to the bathroom, mostly to clear your head.

After locking the door behind you, you stood by the mirror, your eyes were bloodshot, dark circles under them, your hair was a mess, even your makeup was messed up from your crying.

"Pull yourself together y/n.." You mutter to yourself, but a few tears managed to slip out.

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After finishing your business, and washing your hands you were about to leave the bathroom when you heard a loud crash, which sounded like metal cracking.

"Cyrus!?" You yell, running out of the bathroom, looking desperately for the android. "Cyrus! What happened!?"

You turned your head, your blood ran cold as your heart dropped.

Cyrus was destroyed, his face had been caved in, eye dangling by a wire hanging out of its socket, wires sparked, black blood pooled around him.

Above him stood a figure, holding a sledgehammer, covered in oil and sparks. "Sorry ol pal... But you were getting to close.. And I cannot have that.. Can I?"

His eyes met yours. "Oh, y/n.. Sweet sweet y/n.. I'm sorry.. But you've seen far too much.. Don't worry though, I promise to cry at your funeral, I lend a flower to your mother when I say goodbye." He giggles.

You turned and bolted out of the hallway, however he was faster than you, because of the wings.

He had kicked you, tripping you making you fall down the stairs, your head smacked against the hard wood floors.

He slowly made his way down the stairs, a smile on his face, eyes glowing in the darkness of the old mansion.

You laid painfully on you stomach, blood coming out of your nose.

"I'm sorry y/n I really am, you shouldn't have trusted me.. Honestly, I didn't want to hurt you or anyone else, but.. Hallow had it coming.. "

He begins to circle you, boots tapping against the flooring, blood covered them. Staining them.

"But, you've seen to much. And I know I can't trust you to keep quiet. Jasper almost blabbed about me, but that wimp is terrified of me."

He lifted your head by your hair, making you look into those menacing eyes that once filled you with nothing but joy.

"Y-you won't get away with this.." You mutter, choking on your own blood.

He giggles again. "Oh y/n.. I already have."

With that said, he raised the kitchen knife and slit your throat, dropping your head harshly on the floor.

"Good bye y/n. I hope you had fun, I certainly did."

Your vision began to turn black as your heart stopped, the only thing you saw was his halo shining brightly as you died.

End......?