Murder (Team Crafted Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twelve- And The Killer Is....

ADAM POV

I heard clinking of metal. I sat up and groaned. I rubbed my eyes and looked. Someone was sitting right next to Ian, with a knife in his hand.

"Ian look out!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. The person turned around and threw the knife in my direction. It missed by maybe a centimeter? I screamed again. By now, everyone was up.

"What?" Jerome stood up quickly. The person hid thier face and tried to run away. Jerome and Mitch tackled him before he got out the door.

"I....almost....died." Ian had his hand on his heart. Jerome gasped.

"S-seto?" Everyone else gasped as well. Seto got out of Mitch's grasp and stood up. He pulled out another knife from his pocket. Then another. One in each hand.

"You f*cking killed six innocent people!" I yelled. His eyes were glimmering. I've only seen that in my sister's eyes before she went to the mental hospital. That was crazy.

"You-you don't get it. None-none of you do." He backed away slowly. His head twitched. Oh my God. Forget horror games. Think about this for one second and I'll scream for hours.

"Seto. Clam down. We won't turn you in. Put the knives down." Ty said calmly. No one dared getting close to him. He was blocking the only entrance. We just HAD to sleep in the corner.

"No. No! You don't get it! Quinton-Quinton got in m-my way." His whole body shook. I wanted to cry, really badly.

"Its OK. Just set the knives down. We can talk this out." Jerome nearly whispered. No one moved.

"You don't get it. Killing people is fun. It feels good. You want to do it more. I didn't want to kill Quinton. I swear!" He screamed.

"Then why did you?" Jason asked. Shut up Jason! Don't anger the crazy man!

"He-he found out. I-had ttoo." He muttered. Does that mean what I think it means?

"Seto. We've been friends for years. Please don't hurt us." I said calmly. His head twitched again.

"You know too much Sky." Why is he calling me Sky? He took a step toward me. Ty pushed me out of the way and got me running. Everyone burst through the doors and started running in different directions. I heard Ty panting behind me.

SETO POV

FLASHBACK LANDIA

I was returning from killing the couple and old guy. I had wiped the blood on the rug in the bedroom. I grabbed my backpack and put away my purple knife.

"Seto? What are you doing up so late?" Quinton asked me sleepily. I froze. He saw the knife. He opened his mouth to say something, but I shoved a pillow on his face. I cant do this. I cant kill my best friend. Can I? His feet stopped moving. Probably passed out. He'll just tell the others. It felt good to hurt random people, but I know Quinton. I closed my eyes and stabbed his heart. He stopped moving. God what have I done. I just killed one of my best friends. The feeling was mysterious though. I liked it. I pulled the knife out and shoved it in my bag.

SECOND FLASHBACK

Ian was suspicious. He thought something was in my bag. I waited until four in the morning to do it. I didn't want to, but I did anyway. I hovered over him and was about to stab him when Adam yelled. I was surprised and threw the knife in his direction. It must have missed because I still heard him moving. I stood up and tried to get away. My mind felt fizzy. I was tackled. I escaped and pulled out my knives.

FLASHBACK OVER

I chased after Jason through the trees. He was much faster than me though. I tripped on a rock. I saw Jason look behind him and get thicker into the woods. I sighed. I'll get him later. I need to get the others before the police know. I stood up and brushed the dirt off. Now to go find my next victim.

IAN POV

I panted as I leaned against a large tree. I can't believe it. One of my own best friend just tried to kill me. No way. I thought something was up when he had a heavy backpack, but I didn't really think much of it. It must be filled with weapons. I need to find the others. I heard the crunching of pine needles. I held my breathe. Mitch and Jerome walking through the trees. I quietly yelled to them and waved my arms. They noticed me and came over.

"What happened to the others?" Jerome asked. I shrugged. "We need to get down the mountain. Get the police." I replied.

"But we don't have anything. I don't want to die of thirst." I rolled my eyes. "You do know that I was in the army for a while right? I know how to survive!"

"Oh yeah." Mitch said quietly.

"Oh yeah!" I mocked. He slugged me in the side. "But seriously. Let's start walking down. Maybe we'll run into Adam, Ty and Jason." Jerome told us. I agreed and started walking downhill. I just hope they are still alive.