The Angel of Death had once more come to Riverdale. Midge Klump's gruesome murder had gutted the entire town. And in grief, brought us together...
Mercy POV
We all stand at funeral, me next to Cheryl as she sings a song for Midge. Our blacked out uniforms, cloaks and pom poms matching the other cheerleaders as we watch her be lowered. Once she's done she speaks.
Cheryl:I also feel it is my duty, Mercy may feel the same to say... Like the Furies of Ancient Greece, who ceaselessly pursue blood atonement when crimes been committed, the vixens and I vow that we will not rest until those responsible for the murder of our sister... Is rightly punished.
Not long after that, I walk with Cheryl and Ms Klump as she cries the sound covering the cemetery like the snow. I hold Midges Varsity jacket and her arm in mine. Mr. Keller stops us.
Mr. Keller:I just want you to know that the Sheriff's department is working around the clock--
Before we can see it she slaps his face, isn't that a crime? Anyway. I grab her arm again.
Mrs. Klump:You're supposed to be protecting our children! And you should be ashamed of yourself.
She walks off and before I can walk Cheryl speaks to him too. God help us.
Cheryl:Your days of failing this town over and over again are numbered... Sheriff.
She walks off after her and he looks at me.
Mr. Keller:Have any words for me too?
Me:*shrugging* I understand how hard this could be. You still have my respect, sir.
He nods and I walk towards my friends, Jenson pulling me under his arms.
Jughead:To pops?
We nod and Jenson grabs my keys and we walk to my car and Jughead's bike.
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As we sit in Pops a milkshake in my hand. As Jughead talks.
Jughead:It's a copycat killer. And who coincidentally showed up in Riverdale just after Mr. Svenson was killed and has been giving off creepy vibes ever since?
Me:Cheryl's uncle?
Jughead:Him too, but Chic. He has a temper too.
Betty:Chic is here because I went to the hostel to get him. And yes he's weird, but he didn't know Midge so moving on.
Jenson:What if that Svenson guy wasn't the black hood?
Me:Yeah, he didn't have the same build as the black hood who shot me. He had smaller shoulders the guy who shot me was big at the top.
Archie:I agree, I've been thinking about that too.
Betty:Archie, we were there when he died.
Archie:I know. But just because he was wearing a hood that night, it doesn't necessarily mean he's the same guy who shot my dad or Mercy and now killed Midge.
Betty:Svenson forced me to bury you alive. And cut off his own finger and sent it to me.
Jenson:What if the real black hood forced him or done all of that? I mean it's not impossible, he made you bury him. And trust me he would have had to been out of it to cut his own finger off your mind wouldn't let you do that knowingly unless you're in survival mode.
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Riverdale High Class
FanfictionI know it has a lot of parts but they are actual chapters! Our story is about a town, a small town, and the people who live in the town. From a distance, it presents its self like so many other small towns all over the world... Safe. Decent. Innoc...
