RuPurge

chapter four: This is Not a Test

   At around 6:30 pm all seven queens arrive at Willam's house. They're all met by each other at the front door of Willam's house.

   "So...do we just like, ring the doorbell?" Katya asks.

   Courtney replies, "I guess?"

   Courtney hesitantly pushes the button and immediately pulls her hand away. What feels to be 0.2 seconds later Willam is unlocking the door. Almost as if she was behind the door, waiting for them.

   "Hey guys." Willam booms.

   "Heyyyyy." Everyone drags out walking in slowly.

   "So Willam...where's your parents?" Alaska asks curiously.

   "Oh that's what I wanted to show you, come here."

   Willam leads the girls into the dining room, they freeze and turn white from fear. Willam's parents lifeless bodies sit at the dining table leaning on the chairs,  bullet wounds all over their bodies, blood dripping down to the floor.

   Fame was the first girl in front. "Willam what the fuck!" She shouts turning around pushing through the six incoherent girls. Willam chases after her and presses the tip of the gun to Fame's back, reloading it. The coldness from the gun sends chills down Fame's back, she stiffens, and clears her throat. The girls stand back, observing. All flabbergasted at the scene.

   "Not...so...fast." Willam pulls the gun away and Fame turns around to look at her in the face. Willam turns around to the six girls having her back towards Fame.

   "We made a pact, if you back out. You die. My parents didn't want me to go. So I killed them." She quickly whips around and shoots her mom in the neck again.

   The girls fidgeted at huddle together. Willam turns back around to Fame, "Did I make that clear?" Fame looks around the room nodding nervously. "Good. Now get in the van, we're going to the city." All of the sanity has vanished Willam's body completely.

   The girls slowly nod their head and follow Willam towards the door.

   What Willam did is basically illegal, since the Purge hasn't started yet. Willam bought a white  van and everyone piles in back. Alaska called shotgun since Willam is one of her best friends. They load their weapons behind them. Pearl and Violet sit next to each other, awkwardly.

   Violet is wearing a leather swimsuit-like outfit. It's studded with chains surrounding her. "It's kind of cold out, do you want this jacket?" Pearl fishes through the back and finds a hoodie. Violet pushes it away, "Uhhhh I'm good, kind of defeats the whole purpose of the outfit." Pearl shrugs and throws it back to where she found it. Pearl and Violet have small crushes on each other but the other person doesn't know it. So they're both obvious to the fact they could be dating.

   While they're still driving, at exactly seven, the Radio turns on. A loud buzzer rings before the dispatcher announcing,

   This is not a test.

This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S government.

Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted.

Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed.

Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours.

Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning until 7 am when The Purge concludes.

Blessed be our New Founding Fathers and America, a nation reborn.

May God be with you all.

The loud siren stirs through the entire city and the car. Everyone including Willam tenses up at the sound of that loud siren, especially since they're experiencing it first hand.

   Willam turns around to face everyone in the back, "We're here." She slowly parks the car on the side of the road. They can see Rupaul's house from there.

   They all get out of the car stunned at the fact they're actually going through with this. "Guys...I don't wanna do this." Fame says.

   Willam turns around with beady red eyes thundering, "What do you mean you don't want to do this?"

   "I just..." Fame can't speak another word, because she's already on the ground coughing up blood. Willam shot her.

   Violet quickly realizes what had happened and her eyes widen, running to her best friend. She kneels in the pool of blood rummaging through Fame's opened wound, trying to cover it. "How could you do this?" She looks around crying at no one in particular. Her head is pounding and she feels like she's gonna swell up and explode.

   Pearl kneels next to Violet, letting her sob in the crook of her neck.

   "I'm not going with you!" Violet pulls herself up and Willam points the gun at her.

   "But you have to Violet, do you want to end up like your friend here?" She nods towards Fame's limp body. Violet shakes her head crying.

   Willam puts the gun down out of sympathy, "Fine, you want to go alone? Alaska, Courtney, you're going with me. Leave these pussies behind."

   Both Courtney and Alaska follow Willam.

   Adore and Katya turn towards Violet and Pearl mouthing, "What the fuck."

   This is going to be a long night.