The Bourgeois twins were an odd pair.
They were inseparable. They were in their Senior year of high school and still dressed alike. They walked the halls, hand and hand, as if they were going to lose each other in the crowd and ate lunch together. They did just about everything together.
They didn't have any friends, not that people didn't try, its because Larry wouldn't allow anyone to get close enough to either one of them. Laurent couldn't see the need to have friends when he had his brother with him 24/7.
"Umm...Larry?" Laurent whispered. They were at home, watching a movie and working on Biology homework.
Larry looked down at his brother. They were the same height but Laurent always made himself seem smaller than he actually was.
"Yeah?"
"Today's Halloween. Right?" Laurent's voice got slightly louder.
"Yes it is. Do you not want to celebrate it this year? It's fine if you don't." Larry told his brother sincerely.
Halloween was their favorite holiday. Something about the dark and gloomy vibes made them happy. To them trick or treating was stupid. Why go to random homes asking for candy when you can just buy candy and stay in the safety of their own home?
Safety was the number one priority when the Bourgeois twins were walking around.
Larry and Laurent had a morbid sense of humor. The Grim Reaper was just a skeleton in a robe. Demons were just angry dead people, and dying was just something to check off your to-do list.
"N-no I do, I just w-wondering what are we going to do this year." Laurent stuttered.
Larry smiled. "It's your year to pick, remember?"
"But you know what happened when I picked last time."
"I know." Larry's smile turned into an evil grin.
*****
"So how many do you want this year? 2 or 3?" Larry questioned his brother.
Laurent shrugged. "I guess 3. One for each of us then one to share."
"Great suggestion." Larry agreed as he looked out their bedroom window.
There were 3 girls, a blonde, a redhead, and brunette, walking past their house and Larry knew those girls were their victims.
Laurent could feel Larry's excitement and looked out of the window along side of his twin. "Okay."
*****
"No! Please no!" The redhead screamed at the top of her lungs.
One moment she and her friends were walking down the sidewalk and then the next thing she knew, she was being dragged into the woods by a tall, bushy haired, figure.
There were 2 of them. The one that had a steel grip on her, stood tall. Confident. The other had Hannah, the blonde, over his shoulder. She was the first to scream causing him to panic then punch her and knocking her out. He clapped his hand over Kimmie's face and was no doubt causing a great deal of pain to her jaw.
"Blaze." The person that had her friends called out to the other.
"What?"
"Is right here okay?" The first boy asked nervously, like he feared that he asked something dumb.
"Of course." The boy replied as he removed his hand away from the girl's mouth and sat her down under a moss covered tree. "You scream, I kill you. You run, I kill you." He whispered to the sobbing girl.
