She must die!

Chapter 1

A/N: I feel like there aren't many Scream Queens fan fictions and I love the show so I guess I'm just going to do this as a one shot and see how it goes. This is from Chanel #5's point of view and I'm pretty sure she's the other red devil so. Let me know if you want me to write more fan fictions on this show because I usually just do Glee ones but if you like this check them out aswell.

Chanel has to die! She's a down right bitch and all that shit she says about my vagina having teeth, she just needs someone to shut her up, forever. I form a firm grip around the freshly sharpened kitchen knife with my left hand, holding it by my hip and walk towards Chanel's room in my Red Devil costume. I loosely transfer the blade to my other hand and slowly, silently open the door to ensure she doesn't hear me. Sure enough she's asleep on the bed.

Before stabbing her to death I slide the knife across the top of her back, where her pyjamas aren't covering her pale, sickly skin. As I do this I make a small, light incision just enough to wake her up. Chanel with a terrified look on her face turns round, unable to scream. I smile, though she can't see this behind my mask. Anxiously she swallows still unable to call for help.

Gripping the knife tighter I bring it up, move it towards her and then back before sending it quickly forward, going straight through her body!

Chanel's eyes rapidly start to give off that glassy dead look. Blood trickles down her body, staining the perfect pink silk of her sleepwear. I run my hand, which is covered by the red glove, across her white, flawless skin.

Mercilessly, I walk out of the room through the secret passage ways and back into mine. I take off the costume and place it in the secret compartment in the floorboards, where I am sure nobody can find it. Nobody can know I'm the one behind this.