Fight to the Death

Wakey wakey

Robby killed Tory. He tried to kill me. Robby. Robby. Robby.

"Good morning princess."

The voice. Sam wakes up and immediately tired to move. As she keeps fighting she realizes what happened. She'd been taken. She opens her eyes wider and sees the long Ghostface mask staring back at her. He gives her a small little wave and chuckles as she continues to fight against her restrained body. They were still in her house but this time in her living room, a chair taken from the kitchen. One for her and one for him.

"It's lovely to see you again Sam."

"Fuck you!"

He laughed again as she continued to try to get out of her restraints.

"Don't fight too hard, I still want our rumble to be a fair one."

Sam stopped and too a deep breath.

"What? What do you want from me?"

"It's not what I want from you Sam. It's not about you. It's about the greater good of the people in both of our lives."

Sam lets out a glob of spit, hitting it against the mask.

"Fuck you Robby! You don't give a shit about anyone. Your evil."

Robby touches the spot where she spit and wipes it clean. He reaches out to touch her face and she immediately backs away, holding her breath. He rubs the spit back on her face, making her grimace as she keeps trying to pull away.

"You know, when I started this whole plan of mine I wondered how I would go about it. I thought that all of you would be smart enough to realize what was happening right in-front of your faces."

He laughs and stops touching Sam, making her resume her breathing. How had she been so stupid? She had let Robby into her house. She had trusted him. And now she was gonna pay for it.

"I mean I really hit the jackpot. Ive only had to kill two people so far."

Two?

"Tory, obviously, and that nice little police man out front."

This entire time. She'd never been protected. She was weak and losing to fear again.

"If your gonna kill me just do it. Spare everyone else please."

Robby stops and cocks his head.

"You really can't think about anything but yourself can you? Besides, I still need to put on my show."

He booped her nose and she blinked, leaning away from him.

"Don't be so afraid of me Sam. I'm not the one who killed Tory anyways."

Huh?

"Who did then?"

She can practically hear the smile on his voice.

"That's the big question. Who killed Tory Nichols?"

Robby sits on the chair and crosses his legs.

"I thought you'd be more happy about Tory to be honest. You hated her."

"That doesn't mean that I wanted her to get murdered."

"You only care because I'm gonna kill you too."

Sam sucks in a breath.

"This is my whole point. For the longest I have defended you and been by your side. But I finally realized,"

He stood up and Sam could feel herself shrinking.

"Your the problem. The poison plaguing us all."

Robby walks to the hallway closet and opens it. Sam gasps as Anthony and Miguels bodies fall out.

"But to get rid of the poison, I need to do damage control."

He takes a rope from inside the closet and sits the boys up, tying their hands behind their backs. He kneels down and slaps Miguel. Miguel jolts awake and gasps for air.

"Wakey, wakey. Welcome back Mr.Diaz."

Miguel's eyes look around frantically before he spots Sam.

"Sam! Are you okay?"

She nods, not trusting herself to speak. They were gonna die and she couldn't be anything about it. Miguel looks back at Robby and tries to break out do the ropes. Anthony starts to come to again, doing the same as Miguel.

"What the actual fuck is happening?"

Robby laughs and shrugs.

"Im doing what needs to be done. Purging the valley of its true evil. The LaRusso family."

He wasn't just gonna kill her. He was gonna kill them all.