As soon as the elevator door opened, Dewey shot several bullets directly at the killer behind the ghostface mask, who managed to dodge as they jumped away from Tara who was laying on the floor clearly in pain from the fall and the wounds she had from her first encounter with the masked person, "I'll get Richie." Dewey said, running down the hallway where he saw Richie's body laying on the floor.
"Tara!" Sam exclaimed as she immediately run towards her injured younger sister, who cried as Sam together with Isaac lifted her off the floor and stated the for Tara painful walk towards the elevator.
As Dewey was making his way towards the elevator with Richie, "Get to the ele-" Dewey was cut off by the killer running up to him, shoving him back resulting in Richie falling to the ground.
Isaac knew he couldn't leave Dewey to fend for himself but he also didn't want to leave Tara, "Hey, I'll be right back okay." He said as he crouched in front of Tara and gave her a kiss on her forehead, he didn't know if this would be it or if he would see her again. He ignored Tara who was yelling for him to come back, but he just pushed through and run directly at the killer, jumping onto the back of the person.
The mask person moved around trying to get Isaac of their back, while Dewey watched wide eyed the scene that was happening right in front of him, Isaac's hand moved to the mask as he was trying to pull the mask off to reveal the person behind it, as the killer moved backwards, slamming right into the wall making Isaac scream out in pain as his wounds hadn't healed much. He landed on the floor, grunting in pain.
"Isaac!" Tara screamed out, fearing for the person she cared and loved, the killer tilted their head back and stalked towards the teen on the floor.
Dewey immediately run up to ghostface and shoved them away from the boy giving Isaac enough time to get up, holding onto his side, where he got hurt when he had fallen onto the ground.
Isaac made his way over to Richie to help him get to the elevator. Everyone jumped when they heard multiple gun shoots that where fired by no one other than Dewey Riley. Ghostface stumbled back and crashed into the display case, shattering the glass. Dewey hurriedly walked over to Richie and Isaac to help mostly Richie to the elevator. "Come one, let's get out of here."
Once everyone was inside the elevator, Dewey pressed on the button for the first floor but then turned to them, "The head." He said, confusing everyone.
"What." Richie asked, as he was mostly back to normal by now.
"You have to shoot them in the head, or they always come back." Dewey told them. Isaac looked at the man he had started to consider a father and shook his head. Isaac grabbed onto the sleeve of his jacket, trying to keep him from going, "Dewey no. Please, don't let's just get out of here come on. I mean who gives a fuck about this?." Isaac said trying to keep his emotion at bay.
"I do. I love you okay, don't forget that and don't let him leave the elevator." Dewey said before the doors closed between them as Dewey already had pried off the boys hand from his jacked. He loved the boy like he was his own child, which made this hard on his end. He knew that he most likely want get out of this one. "Dewey! No, please." Isaac begged and tried to open the doors by hitting the button only for Richie to hold him back.
"No, we can't leave him, we have to go back." Isaac argued as he pushed Richie away from himself, he kept on hitting the button who would open the doors but nothing happened. Behind him, Richie stared at the teenager just realising how strong he was and aggressive he can be.
All Isaac could feel in that moment was pain not physically but mentally, Dewey was yet another person he cared for that he was losing. Only because of a dumb masked.
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FanficOne event had changed the life of Isaac Tate Roberts for the rest of his life. What is when the one thing he thought would never make a comeback, resurfaces and brings fear, pain and a shear amount of unknown to a group of teenagers. Scream 5 - fini...