Chapter fifteen,

a sinner like him
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   Serena managed to sneak into the theater, she was very quiet and making sure that she wouldn't make a damn sound. It was slightly dark, but still very vague light was to be shown dimming inside.

   Passing by every single piece of evidence that was collected by whoever it was to taunt them all, the sound of someone struggling was being heard up on the stage, and around the corner.

   Slowly making her way up the stage by going up the four steps, that were slowly creaking until she managed to see a blonde just laying on the floor, and groaning in pain, "Kirby!?" She quietly screeched sitting right beside her, as her eyes were glancing at the wound already panicking on the inside.

   Kirby's eyes who had opened, faintly before closing and reopening, "Guess I'm playing my part quite good, aren't I?" She had managed to let out a smile appear on her face when she had noticed the pure confusion that was written on Serena's face, "According, to Detective Bailey all my trauma of 2011 sent me rogue, and just putting to terms, that I'm the killer. He's an ass for that." She groaned out.

   Serena who's eyes who softened at the older woman, "He's a big fucking ass, as much his kid is. . ." She had simply heard crashing and yelling going on behind the closed doors, "Go get your cloak on, but wait. . . You don't have your dads mask?" Her eyes widened when she had seen Serena pulling out a mask that was hidden underneath her shirt.

   Her lips going in a straight line before she had slowly spoken, "He left it in his vehicle that's literally right down the block , 'cause for him who's some detective is quite stupid, and didn't realize that I've taken it." She had slowly remarked, a smile appearing on her face.

   Kirby who scoffed, but was highly amused as well at how she didn't notice it as well, "Well, once this is all over I'm going to need you to return it back to me, especially because it will be evidence, again." She reminded her.

   Serena who nodded her head, "I should go, and prepare. . ." She had softly placed a kiss on Kirby's forehead, "Be safe, and if you manage to get up. . . Please, kick ass." She had told the blonde.

   "You too!"

   Serena had gotten up, and knew she had to hurry up. Looking at some name plate, Roman Bridger. . . a sigh had easily escaped her own lips when she found her dads name plate that was right next to Roman Bridger.

   Snatching the cloak, eyes had wandered over to Billy Loomis, his mannequin that was inside of some large glassed box, eyes shimmered at what she seen, his knife. She had felt herself heading on over there, and opening it as she snatched the knife.

   Her eyes examining it already heading downstairs, "Don't mind if I use it, Billy?" She casually whispered to herself, "Of course, you don't because you're dead." She breathed out.

   Beyond this entire mess and her mastermind plan, she hadn't really realized it wasn't just her father keeping on eye on her, but in fact her friends father as well, Billy Loomis.

   "Smart kid," Billy said quite amusingly on how much of a mastermind this girl was, as he watched when she headed towards the second floor.

   "She making me proud!" Mickey had clapped his own hands in just complete excitement, as he was watching how his daughter was twisting the entire game on them.

Adjusting the entire cloak on herself, and tying her hair up in a just quick ponytail didn't quite care if it came out perfect, and shakily whispering to her own self, "All for you, Anika. I never wanted to put my dads mask on, but I have no fucking choice. . ." She slowly said to herself, glancing down at her dads mask, her fingers caressing the mask that had was once been worn by her dad, and now his very own daughter, her, "I am my fathers daughter." She had ultimately breathed out.

Determination was now on her eyes, a cold stare revealed, and adjusting the mask onto her very own face, the door quickly opening, eyes quickly glancing downward, and noticed it was Sam and Tara.

Where's Chad?

Though, she had to shrug her concerns off and can ask them later, and ultimately moved herself back to the dark fat corner, and had just remained silent until she knew it was her cue to dial someone's number.

She heard the commotion, it's part of the game. The argument between Sam and Kirby minus Tara who actually believed it to be so, as she was just sending remarks.

"Whatever, he's been saying to you, don't listen to him. He's probably the killer." Kirby shakily said, "Behind you, Behind you."

Shots and gasps could be heard in the room, as Serena had to hold in any type of sobs that just wanted to release from her mouth after hearing all that, she couldn't expose herself yet.

"Great job, both of you."

Bailey's voice was heard, leading Serena to slightly glance from the tiny hole, and she had seen two Ghostface's right beside him, what the fuck? She had already known that one was Ethan underneath the mask, but who was the second one?

Gritting through her own teeth, swallowing down her saliva, as she remained silent until it was time for her to appear.

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Serena had to control her fucking anger already that was just itching to release, she was already running on thin ice and had felt herself just about ready to snap, "Motherfucker." She
had quietly whispered, her teeth gritting. Now, there was nothing holding her back from killing him in the most gruesomeness way.

Ethan Landry needs to pay.

For the death of Anika and Chad.

She already heard Quinn speaking, "I got Stu Macher's mask. He was my favorite." She had bragged to Sam and Tara.

Serena already pulled out a phone, and ready to use the stupid voice changer she was holding in her hands, and just finding Detective Baileys contact number, slowly pausing before dialing him.

"Nice. That's number four." Detective Bailey began to speak before continuing as Sam had made eye contact with Bailey waiting for his next response, "That's three." He breathed out.

His hand went inside his jacket, "Which leaves. . . your fathers." He taunted her before his eyes glanced back at his daughter, Quinn who was smiling wickedly, "Where's Mickey Altieri's mask?" He questioned his daughter.

"I don't know, you probably left it in the car."

"Damn it!" He quickly cursed himself for being so reckless and careless during this situation, "Go, get it Ethan." Bailey snapped at his kid who scoffed, as he was already going towards the exit, but instantly paused.

Detective Bailey felt his phone ringing, pulling his phone out his pocket, unknown caller ID: Maybe Serena, "Where is she?" His eyes staring directly at Samantha who had a smirk on her face.

Tara who was clueless.

Sam who raised her hands up in complete surrender, "You should probably get that, Serena gets impatient when no one answers the phone on the first ring." A humorous chuckle had left her lips.

Tara who eyed her sister, but her eyes went upwards when she seen a figure, "What is she doing?" Whispering to her sister.

Detective Bailey's, jaw had clenched as he had clicked answer, and instantly putting the phone on speaker with his volume high for everyone to hear, "Surprise, Detective Bailey." Serena had used the voice changer, and slowly beginning to appear in view, but not too much.

Ethan and Quinn who glanced around.

Knives pointed to wherever the voice was coming from, and beginning to walk around.

Detective Bailey who angrily spat as his eyes finally glanced the stage and noticed the two things that were ultimately missing, "You know I was really expecting, Sam to be the first one into putting on her fathers cloak, but you'll do just fine, a loony exactly like her fucking dad!" He yelled out.

Everyone had flinched when noise was heard on the second floor, "Oh, such vulgar words!" Everyone had tilted their head upwards to the second floor, Serena who was wearing her dads mask, and cloak.

Still having the voice changer in one of her hands, as the other of her hands quickly pulled off the mask, shaking her head slightly, tilting her own head sideways a sadistic smile on her face, "Get down here, you whore! Go, get her Ethan." Quinn had practically screamed at her own brother, "We're supposed to be avenging our brother who died in the hands of, Sam!"

She despised that Serena was ruining their plans on avenging their brother. It kept Ethan stop in his tracks, with Serena who still hadn't went down the steps yet still standing on the second floor.

Sam turned her head the direction that Quinn was in, "What are you talking about?" Sam shakily said.

Tara who was beyond confused on what direction Quinn was heading in, "You said your brother died in a car accident." She remarked.

Ethan who shook his head amusingly, "No, no, no, you sweet, dumb thing." He pointed his knife directly at Tara, "He died in Woodsboro at the hands of your bitch sister." He snapped, knife now pointed at Sam.

It was then that Sam had let all of that information sink, with thunder rumbling as she had turned to face at Bailey, "You're Richie's family."

Bailey nodding his head sadly, "Yeah. . ."

Ethan who had ultimately sliced Samantha's arm a wicked smile on his face, "Ding-ding-ding-ding! She's finally starting to get it!" He snapped.

Detective Bailey who had officially snapped at the three girls, "Go, get the other killer down here. . ." He had snapped at Ethan who had a grin on his face as he began heading over there. He had got to Kill Anika, Chad and now her, "Now! It wasn't until I saw that photograph of what you'd actually done to him that I knew. That I knew you had to be fucking die! You had to be punished! Along with anyone else who stands in our way."

Serena who remained on the second floor, eyes glancing down at Ethan, "Oh, you're really going to protect these two? Especially, Bitch Tara!?" He began laughing, hysterically at her, "Not too long ago, your friend was confessing her love to your boyfriend, and guess what? He kissed her!" He yelled out, a grin on his face.

Mickey who stood right behind her, "Stop don't let his words get to you, Cece. . ." He told his daughter, "Don't get distracted now, kill him. He killed Anika, and Chad." He reminded his daughter.

Her teeth gritting, "I can't do this." She had silently said, Ethan who slowly began to make his way upstairs.

Though a voice that shocked her as she knew that this was insane, but she heard him, "You need to move, Serena. Standing here is a death wish." Billy had snapped at her standing on the other side, "You mourn later, kill now! I want to see this floor dripping red." He retorted.

It was then that something inside of her head had ultimately triggered, the knife that she was holding onto that was right behind her back, as eyes were just staring at Ethan in pure venom, she instantly ran down the stairs, pushing him quickly down the floor, as he fell down the remaining steps.

Not really focusing on the chaos that was just surrounding her, all she saw was red when she was glancing at Ethan.

Her voice boomed loudly, "Get up, fuckface!" She has snapped, the knife coming into view as she eyed him giving him a hard death glare, "Get up!" She yelled, again.

Ethan who laughed at how pathetic she was acting up, "I see you got your hands on Billy Loomis knife. . ." He snarled, and stood himself up, "Quite poetic, don't you think!?" Tilting his head.

   Serena who wasn't even fazed at his little outburst, "It's also poetic that you're going to die by his knife." Tilting her very own head at him, "Dying like the  damn pussy you are, so tell me, Ethan? How does it feel to know that your daddy doesn't even love you?" She had offered him a sad smile, yet a laugh had began escaping her own lips, "I'm sorry that was, ugh so fucking funny to me, you know that fact that Bailey built this for Richie, but nothing for you, so sad." She had waved the knife around the air, and pointing the tip of the knife on her own forehead.

   Ethan who felt tears welding up in his eyes, yet covered it with a facade, "Shut the fuck up, you stupid bitch!" He screamed, running at her just as it had allowed her to swing her arm that she was holding the knife with, slicing his very own cheek.

   He who wasn't even fazed at the sudden action, continued to approached her, both who delivered punches, as he kicked her stomach, and dug the knife onto her shoulder, "You little mother fucker!" She had screamed loudly, head butting him, and throwing him against some of the glass that held evidence, it all crashing.

   Ethan who groaned, and getting himself up, eyes roaming around for his knife, as he found it, and reached for it until he had felt a foot stomping on his hand, "Drop it." Serena had sneered at him, Ethan who wouldn't give up, "Drop it, you fuckface!" She used more of her strength on her foot as she was still crushing his hand, his hand that trembled until he had dropped it.

   Serena who had gotten down onto his level, her hand intertwined on his curly hair, and just gripping it tightly, she had dug the knife into his skin on the back, a scream head escaped his lips, as she pulled out the knife, and had just continued stabbing on his side, blood was just seen pooling out his mouth.

   She had noticed that he was slowly giving up since he wasn't fighting it anymore, "You know something, Ethan. . ." Serena had whispered into his ear, noticing some blood that was just on his cheek, she licked his cheek, wiping up some of the blood a chuckle escaped her lips, "Now, I feel the urges." She had breathed out.

   His body dropped onto the ground, turning his body around, straddling him, "And, I won't stop until you're dead." She commented.

   Serena felt herself in a state of dissociation when she was killing Ethan, blood was spilling everywhere, she felt it hitting her face. All, she knew was that she was just getting some justice for her deceased bestfriend and boyfriend, she had easily snapped out her thoughts when Tara had yelled at her, "Serena, that's enough! He's dead, he's fucking dead already!" Tara said.

   Serena snapped out that daze she was in, and quickly getting herself up from his dead body, he was fucking unrecognizable, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I got lost in my head when doing this." She felt her eyes getting watery, she had so much blood covering her face. And, using her hands to wipe some of the blood out of her own face, "What'd I miss?" Her eyes were roaming around the place, she noticed the second floor balcony was broken, Sam and Bailey laying on the ground.

   Tara had somehow couldn't even make eye contact with her own friend, and not because she had killed Ethan, but 'cause she felt guilty for confessing to her feelings to Chad, "Quinn is dead, and I'm not. . ."

   Sam who had gasped awake, "Holy shit." She practically groaned in pain, sitting herself up from the floor, "Shit — Nice plan, Serena." She complimented, a smile was shown on her face as she had stood up.

   Tara who was confused, "What plan?"

   Both girls who had ignored what Tara was saying as Sam slightly limped her way to them, "I have a feeling that he's going to awaken, so how do we do it now?" Sam had questioned Serena.

   Serena who was still holding onto Billy Loomis knife as it was really bloody, "I think this belongs to your dad, but why not given Bailey a taste of his own medicine." She had given the knife to Sam.

   Sam had nodded her head, "You wanna make the call, and I'll do the kill or equal parts on the kill?" She raised her eyebrow at her friend.

   Serena didn't want to do no more killing.

   Kill count one: Ethan Landry

   Serena who had just quickly replied to the question that she was asked, "I'll go, and make the call."

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞,  hope you liked this
chapter.

Last chapter tomorrow, but
I'll be ending it with my own Epilogue.

Fully be aware that in the epilogue that
Tara and Serena's friendship will be slightly strained, but Serena still loves her.

Idk should I surprise you that Serena
helps Sam?

How about that Serena had
heard Billy?