Are you Worthy for Annabelle?

3 | We're Rocking Together

I start "hiding" some tools in random places around the graveyard, making sure they're quite easy to find. We have to make sure the deaths aren't just fist and suffocation, right? I do this while my spirits do their magic, making them go slightly crazy per minute. Soon enough, they'll be killing each other. And who knows? They might also be forming some cheeky alliances.

The bickering starts, and I excitedly watch. I also caught on to everyone's names, so that's useful.

Nolan starts pacing around, "Why are we fucking here? This must be Willow's fault. She's the one who wanted more thrill in our group, and she suggested to go to one of the most haunted graveyards.. here."

Willow then rolls her eyes, "I would try to reason with you, but it's not humanly possible to reason with dumb-ass idiots like you, you overconfident nobody who everyone overlooks. You should replace this ghost's spot because no one would even notice that you'd be gone." I'm flushed, but I already know I like her attitude. She then leans against the metal fence, her green short hair slowly blowing through the fence from the slight breeze.

Elijah starts to crack up, uncontrollably, not being able to stop, "Willow's got you there, you fucking nobody! You probably have an acorn as a penis."

I cover my mouth to stop the maniac laughs coming from my mouth. I lean against my grave, fully visible now. I start staring at my graveyard as a whole.

The gate is shut closed, no way of opening it. The pack of five is standing close to the locked opening, bickering and fighting. Hundreds of graves scattered across the graveyard, dead corpse under them. Most of them weren't worthy and murdered. I tuned back in, the bickering of some starts to end, but the last night for most just began.

The crowd starts to split up some. Willow slowly slides off from the group, most likely planning a plot.  Nolan starts to slightly follow Willow, making sure it's not too noticeable. I can see footprints in the muddy grass, wondering if anyone will use the mud to their advantage.

Though, Charlotte, Elijah, and Finn stay in the group.

"Heyyyyy bastaaa Finn, wats uppp?! Anywaysss, chowww, let's have a besta alliancee."

Finn starts to bring his brows inner, looking confused. He nods after a second though, "Sure, Charlotte! If you want to be in an alliance with me, I'll accept." He smiles slightly, his eyes sparkling with happiness and excitement, not knowing that not all mistakes you do you notice.

Charlotte smiles, and then turns straight to Elijah.

"To state facts, you a mistake to ya family. No one likes damn k-pop fans like you. Ya a non fucking besta mistake. Ya gonna die a brutal death, and I will make sure of it."

Finn smiles and tries to add something, failing, but the effort counts to me, "A-a-and your s-shi-rt looks u-gly.. yeah.."

Elijah gets off of the ground, and smiles, "You're one to speak Charlotte. You have to cover your damn mistake of a face with a pound of makeup. And you're calling me a mistake.. ironic? Isn't it."

I chuckle, and stand up. I start to walk over to them to have a better view.

Charlotte has uncontrollable anger dancing around on her face, "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME?"

Elijah smirks, "I called you a mistake, and that you're ugly as fuck. You cover your destroyed face with a bunch of makeup. That's what I said, bitch." Elijah starts to get up in Charlotte's face, and spits in her face, "Are you going to fight me because you're oh so strong and not scared? Huh? You're acting awfully quiet."

Charlotte screams due to anger and embarrassment, yet she bends down to tighten her sandals. "Are you really wanting to start a fight fun" She spits out through her gritted teeth.

Before Elijah can say something, Finn cuts him off, "Can we please stop figh-"

"Shut the fuck up, Finn. I would love to start a fight Charlotte, and I'll start it right now."

Elijah lunges at Charlotte while she's still be being over. He goes straight for the neck.

"How do you like that, fighting expert?"

"G-get of-f me!"

Elijah tightens his grip on her neck, for a gigantic smile appears on my face. I wish he was using a weapon or tool of some sort though.

Elijah then gets on top of Charlotte's back, causing her to fall into the muddy, dirty ground.

Charlotte tried to say something, but she's running out of air. The squirming, weak punches, and flailing of her legs have no success of beating Elijah off of her.

In my surprise, I see Finn dart back over with two rocks.

"You h-have a b-bad hair-c-cut!"

Finn slams both rocks into Elijah's head, causing Elijah to jolt backgrounds. Elijah falls off of Charlotte, causing his grip to disappear. Blood spills out of his head on both sides.

I start to wonder why I don't have a popcorn machine, because this is a first class ticket to an enjoyable ass show.

Charlotte slowly gets back to her feet, still snapping back into reality. She starts to gasp for air.

Finn smashes the rocks into Elijah's face.

Crackk

Elijah's nose bust, blood darting out like there's someone chasing it. It drips down his face, staining the grass. His screams of horrible agony pierce the air.

Charlotte snatches a rock from Finn, then spiking it into his face. Elijah screams again, loosing sense of reality.

Charlotte smiles seeing his pain, "Karma, fucking bastard."

Charlotte follows up by finger painting a smiley face on Elijah's face with his blood. To continue her deadly, fantastic art, she shoves a rock into each of his eyes.

Screams aren't heard, instead it's the laughing of Charlotte's at the pitch silence of Elijah. The blank emotion on his face is haunting as bloody rocks replace both of his eyes.

Charlotte bends down and takes a selfie of her and Elijah's destroyed corpse.

I dance around the graveyard. First deaths are always a great feeling. Especially when they're a great way to start off the eliminating.