"Greenfield is a killed or be killed kind of place, you gotta be ready or next thing you know, you'll be the next victim."
Greenfield was once a happy, peaceful place, but one small incident and the town takes a turn for the worst.
Demons, ghouls, v...
Zendaya and Val prepared for their performance backstage.
Zendaya was getting her last touches to her makeup while Val fixed his collar.
The whole time they rehearsed for the past week up to now, Zendaya always gave Val the murderous look when he wasn't looking, then when he looked over at her she have an innocent smile and fluttered her big brown eyes as if she didn't envy him.
He was always bossing her around, and if he knew her past and where she was from, he'd think twice about even looking at her the wrong way.
Zendaya had on a long dress that was blue from her waist up and was gold from the waist down. Val wore a long-sleeved white shirt with black slacks and loafers to match.
It was only a few seconds til they went on and they sat waiting in their starting positions. They were both in race cars that sat a few inches away from each other.
The crowd cheered, waiting for their performance to start.
Soon, the music began, and they both pretended as if they were driving the cars, hopping out and beginning their routine.
It didn't go as planned and they found out after the judges told them it looked as if they were dragging each other around the whole time.
After their performance, Zendaya sat in her dressing room, disappointed. She was now more pissed with Val than she was before the performance. That's when he came in her room to comfort her.
"Get out," she snapped.
"Zendaya, I just wanted to-"
"I SAID GET OUT!" Zendaya screamrd, shoving Val into the door which caused him to hit the floor with a thud.
Zendaya stood over him, repeatedly kicking him in the gut.
"It's all your fault!" Zendaya said through tears as Val began to cough up blood. He tried to defend himself but he was now to weak to move.
Zendaya then pulled a knife from her back pocket.
"I was waiting for the right moment to use this," Zendaya smirked, before plunging the knife into his stomach repeatedly until his intestines began visible.
Zendaya grabbed a handful, stringing it out as if it was spaghetti. She shoved it all in her mouth at once, devouring it in a second.
Val, barely having any life left, sobbed in pain.
"I guess you'll be dancing with the dead tonight,"
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