Random Little Tidbit

Fire and Swordplay

A while ago it was one of my irl friend's birthday, so as we are both demented, she asked me to write her a random oneshot. Also, not all my future oneshots will be this dark.

Warning: partially described character death I guess... don't read if you're really squeamish but it's really not that graphic

A bone chilling scream was heard through the mansion as the blonde and her jock boyfriend ran as fast as possible. The duo dashed fearfully into a room, shutting and locking the door swiftly behind them. Backing up, they hit the wall, and were cornered as they saw an axe forcefully break down the door. Another high-pitched wail was heard from the couple as the axe murderer's white ski mask came into view, and the screen suddenly went black.

"Heck no. Never again," a small girl whispers, grasping her TV remote as if her life depended on it. Her brown hair stuck to her body due to her cold sweat, and her panting was the only thing breaking the eerie silence of her house. Clutching her head she mumbles, "I'm never asking him for movie suggestions again. He knows I hate horror."

Getting up, Savannah lights the stove and out a box of mac and cheese. She fills her measuring cup with water and held it above the pot, about to pour it, when she hears movement in her room.

Being abnormally jumpy and paranoid due to just watching a horror movie her boyfriend told her to watch, she grabs the nearest weapon, which happened to be a kitchen knife, and cautiously went into her room, expecting a dangerous serial killer to pop out at any second.

The silence was truly haunting, and if anything it served to scare her further. Being the smart person who knew how to survive a horror movie she is, she peeped under the bed first, her weapon held tightly in her hands which were now white from how fiercely she was clutching it.

A sudden rustling from behind made the woman jump around and with her eyes squeezes shut she thrust the knife out. Her current most prized possession cut through something, producing a sickening noise as a thick liquid started to cover her hands.

As the world's most recent killer opens her blue eyes, a startled gasp leaves her mouth. There, on the opposite end of the knife, was her lover.

"Oliver..." she whispers, her voice barely audible.

He was in complete shock himself, but he finally realized what just occurred. Understanding he was about to die, Oliver spoke his last few words. "Sorry. I should've listened when you said you were very frightened of horror movies."

His eyes dulled after he apologized. The light in them completely disappeared as his body fell limp into his sobbing girlfriend's arms.\

~x~

After a while of mourning her lover's death by her own hands, Savannah finally dried her eyes and started thinking about what would happen to her. Growing quite scared, she rolled Oliver's body under her bed.

Knowing she could do nothing at the moment, as she couldn't even think clearly, she changed out of her bloodied pajamas and trudged over to her couch and fell into a dreamless sleep.

~x~

Many hours later, Savannah was awoken by the smell of smoke filling the air. Swiftly getting up, she becomes aware that the house was on fire. Forgetting completely about the hidden corpse of her beloved, she grabs her coat and hurries out.

Luckily, a neighbor saw and called the fire department. Not much later, they arrived and were able to put out the raging fire, but it was too late for her house and the things inside.

When asked how it happened, she answered truthfully. "I was going to make mac and cheese so I turned the stove on, but I got sidetracked and forgot about it." A simple answer that's both truthful and leaving out an important detail. Much sympathy was given, though it wouldn't be the same if they knew what really happened.

Four days later they found the body of Oliver heavily burned, and a large stab wound in the chest. The police were sent to find and interrogate her, but the brown-haired murderer could not be found.

Some say she's been on the run, always getting away. Others believe she hid away and started giving helpful murdering tips through Tumblr. Heck, some are convinced they saw her themselves, claiming she moved to Rhode Island and now lives as a hermit among the crabs! Reported sightings of her came from all around, yet none produced anything useful.

Through all of these rumors, only one has ever stood out. It started from a group of young teens, and increasingly has been becoming more believed. It is said that Savannah is still out there. After killing once she became addicted to the thrill, and ever since has been kidnapping and torturing her victims, leaving a trail of blood in her wake.