Bloody Mary 2: A Scream Fan-fiction

XII

Not to far from where Mary was attacked, the film school remains quiet and untouched. Stu & Billy move down a dark and shadowed hallway, when they hear a noise, stopping them cold. "Shhh! What was that?" Stu looks over at the dark eyed boy curiously and suspiciously, having the same unfamiliar serious look on his face. Billy raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkening before moving forward. "Lets find out." Billy keeps moving forward, his friend trailing behind him.

"This is all too familiar Billy.. I mean.. this is like something we would do." Billy narrows his eyes at Stu's comments, but nodded at him. "That is the point of a copycat Stu... they're copying our work." Stu mocks him behind his back, basically saying 'no shit Sherlock'. Billy was completely focused on something else to care that Stu wasn't remaining serious in the heat of the moment. "Over here Stu.."

Billy leads them into a room that is labeled the lecture hall. They enter the room slowly, a room that is large and rounded with three levels of seats, and a podium standing center stage. If not for the red exit signs above the doorways, the room would have been completely dark. The move down the first section of chairs, looking for Hallie who they thought would be the next target. "Maybe they never got here. He could have taken her anywhere, Billy.. I just said I thought she was next. It's what the three of us would've done to Sid.." 

Billy glances over at his friend again, eyes still dark with determination and anger, before nodding his head in a direction to go into the next section of chairs when a noise of static gains their attention. The pair looks up to see a monitor come to life, images and videos appearing on it. Home made video footage fills the screen in front of them, a movie theatre and people standing in line. Stu mumbles under his breathe "talk about creativity.. one too many scary movies." Stu laughs at his own joke, causing Billy to elbow him in the side. "Ow.. damn man.."

Maureen and Phil are the first to come into view on the footage. Stu watches the video, while Billy glances around the room, searching for the video's source when suddenly another monitor comes to life. This time it was of a big house, the Chi Omega sorority house to be exact, catching a young girl on the phone.. that girl being CiCi.

"Jesus Christ man.." Billy scoffed at the film before chuckling at the amount of effort the killer put into his work. Stu looked over at Billy, both in envy of the killer, but also concern. "He filmed his victims, why didn't we think of that.." Suddenly, another monitor turns on. This one has Randy standing outside the news van, causing the two boys to narrow their eyes at the guy they once called a friend, the kill that got Mary pissed and shaken up at the same time. Another monitor clicks, causing them to turn around again.

This monitor shows two boys, their backs to the camera, when Billy realizes who it is.. "Shit.. Stu.." The people on the screen, are Billy and Stu themselves, as they stand in the room, streaming live. Stu, clueless, looks at Billy, before following his eyes back at the screen.. "Is.. Is that us?" Billy glares over at his best friend exhausted by explaining everything before nodding. "Yes.. that's us."

Billy spins around, looking for something, anything that he could use, when he realizes that he carries a pocket knife with him, but it's gone. "Shit! My knife is gone." He looks around the room, looking up to the two levels that were above them. "You're kidding man.. you had it like.. an hour ago." 

"I know that dickface!" Billy is still looking up when he spots a light on the second level. He squints his eyes and sees a figure standing behind the light. "Billy.. lets go. Mary..-" Billy put a hand up to Stu, stopping him mid conversation while not breaking eye contact with the figure. He pointed a finger at Stu, to make it serious "Wait here.." 

Billy hands Stu his flashlight and takes off for the staircase heading up to the upper level. "Billy.. shouldn't we call someone. We don't have any knifes with us!" Billy looked back at him, almost manic and insane, "I strangled Casey before she died.. I can handle it." Before Stu could protest, Billy was gone, leaving him alone. He turns to the monitor to see his face on close-up, his face that usually holds little to no seriousness, now completely void of emotion, ready to kill whoever fucks with him.

On the upper level, Billy moves fast, his chest beginning to have the sharp pains where he was stabbed, but not letting the pain stop him. He approaches a railing, and makes his way around to the light he saw from below, and reaches for it where he finds nothing but a camera and a tripod. They both sat alone at the balcony, while Billy scans the second level, nothing but empty seats around him.

Billy looks down to the main floor, where Stu stood, not disobeying his friend looked up at him. "Billy?" Billy sighed angrily before running his hands over his face. "There's nothing. I'm coming down." Billy turns to leave, his eyes catching a monitor that hangs level with the railing. On the monitor, Stu is in frame, looking up at Billy, his face angry. Billy nearly screams in anger, "Whoever is fucking with us, trying to make us pay for what we did better come out right fucking now!" Stu takes a step forward, to go for his friend, moving him out of frame, revealing the ghost figure, who was standing directly behind him.

Billy looks down to see the ghost behind his best friend, screaming in a warning "Watch Out Stu!" Stu turns just in time to see the gleam of the killers knife as it darts out of the darkness. He catapults, just dodging the blade, swearing up and down in anger. He gets up and moves like lightning up the seats. Billy races for the stairs, going as fast as he could with the pain in his chest.

Stu tears out the exit door, looking around for anything that he could use as a weapon, but finding nothing, the copycat Killer being right behind him. Billy arrives, looking for Stu, almost angry that he abandoned him. "Stu! Stuart!" He eyes the exit door as it slowly closes, narrowing his eyes and heading for it. "This is my game.. I created this. You can't kill me, just cause you took my weapon from me."