*ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ʷⁱˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ᵈᵉˢᶜʳⁱᵖᵗⁱᵒⁿ? ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵏⁿⁱᶠᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ.*
Sprinting up the set of stairs, Y/n is met with the sight of detective bailey and Sam. They were both yelling at each other before Sam shot towards the man but utterly missed.
Bailey was mocking the older carpenter not expecting anything to happen. So he was immediately caught off guard when he felt a presence behind him.
The second he turned around he was met with the sight of a broken ghostface mask "Boo!"
The next second he felt a knife in his stomach...
Y/n pulled the knife out before slashing his neck. While that was happening Sam was in shock. She couldn't move until she saw ghostface start walking towards her.
"You're gonna die Sam!" Y/n yelled.
"Fuck you!"
"Now that's just rude. Didn't your father teach you any manners?" Y/n teases while waving her knife around. Sam didn't have to respond to that. Her face said it all.
"Oh... I forgot HE'S DEAD! And you made the other one leave!" Y/n laughs.
A wave of rage and sadness washed over Sam the second Y/n said those words. What have her the right to talk about her family? Looking around Sam spotted the knife bailey was carrying with him. If she moves fast enough she'd be able to get it and, maybe get a hit on the attacker.
Contemplating her actions and what she should do, she suddenly hears a voice behind her. "You're going to let him talk to you like that Sam? About me? Its time you finally claim your Loomis side Sam!"
That was Sam's last straw. Letting out a loud yell, Sam lunges towards Bailey's body quickly taking the knife out of his waistband.
After that she attempts to lunge towards her attacker but misses again."Wow, you can't land a hit! Such a disgrace to the Loomis name. No wonder your dad left! I would've too if I had a daughter like you." Y/n laughs once again, jumping around dodging Sam's poor attempts of stabbing her.
Y/n watches a stray tear leave Sam's eyes, and she watches her jump towards her again. Getting bored of the embarrassing hits Sam was trying to throw, Y/n pushes her arm away making Sam drop the knife. Y/n lunges forward and cuts Sam's left arm.
Before she could do anything else a gunshot rang throughout the air.
"Get the fuck away from her!"
Immediately looking back, Y/n is met with the sight of Tara holding up a gun. The gun was pointing straight to her fucking head....
Quickly grabbing Sam, Y/n turns them to face Tara. The sight of her bloody sister and the killer behind her makes Tara hesitant on what to do. If she shoots she can miss and only hit Sam causing irreversible damage or something.
"Get the fuck off me" Sam grunts.
Y/n shrugs "Okay" the next second Y/n had pushed Sam away and towards Tara before running off to the side, hiding behind a curtain.
Keeping a lookout for anyone or anything, Y/n tries to find a way to leave the upper area without being caught. But the second she goes to move, she hears someone whispering out to her. "If you can hear me, come to the curtains behind you. It's Kim"
"Kim!"
"Don't ever run at me like that again! You look terrifying!" Kim exclaims holding her chest.
"How'd you get back here?!" Y/n question, while still looking around.
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Fanfictionafter surviving last year's event and successfully being able to get away moving to new york without a trace revenge slowly starts to fill her senses Y/n also find out the crew is also in new York. After a few months planning and help from two frien...