Murder Island

Chapter One: Monday

𝕺𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 21, 2019.
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓: 𝕷𝖎𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖞

Monday morning, business men where getting ready too leave for work, kissing there wives and children good bye before going off to their day jobs.
But on this Monday morning the Black's Estate was filled with sorrow, from roof top too bunker, expecially the Black Siblings.

"Today's the day." Chad said.
As he turned around at the soft creak of the slowly opening doors.

"Chad, I don't get it, how can you be so okay?" said Tyler, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to stay awake from his lack of sleep.

Chad was the eldest of the Black Siblings, he was home school by both his parents but attended high school on his last year so he could have a high school diploma.
He graduated at the top of his class and received many scholarships.

Although he knows that he is the best of the best, he often dreams living through what he calls the "highschool dream",
"Just like in the movies!" He'd say.

And then there was Tyler.

Tyler was the baby of the family, his parents often didn't have time for him so he spent most of his childhood giggling with the maids and causing trouble in the kitchen. By age 6 he was sent to one of the best schools in Paris France.

He was a good student with okay grades, that was until he hit middle school when he was hit with one bad thing after another, in high school he started to gain a small spot of cataracts in both of his eyes, so he was sent back for a week. The teacher then send home letters swearing that he was bad luck.
Yet his parents didn't listen and still loved him.

"Tyler, don't say things like that. Of course I'm sad that mom and dad died, but there's nothing we can do about."

Tyler sighed and nodded.

"So what are you going to do with the mansion?"

"Well I'm going to sell it!"

Tyler was taken aback, selling their parents house was something he did not expect to come out of anyone's mouth, expecially his brothers.

"What? Why! Is that why there's so many people coming over?" He yelled

"Because I don't want it, and yes, that is why we have many guests today." Chad simply replied.

"So... Then can I have the house, you could leave, I'd be fine, I'm sure of it!"

"No."

"Why!"

"Because mom and dad gave the house too me."

"..."

Chad took a deep breath.

"Look I just want to live a peaceful, simpler life away from here." He explained, "I just don't think you're ready for the weight of the mansion, both of us aren't."

He then turn to face the door.
"Mrs. White!"

Tyler huffed.

"I still don't see why you get the mansion." He mumbled.

"Yes sir?" Mrs white walked in she was the mansions head maid.

"Ah, what did I say about calling me Chad?"

"I'm sorry si- er, I mean Chad."

"It's okay, anyways, it's time, please get the mansion ready."

He then proceeded to walk out of the room, but just before he left he stop at the door and said with a smile.
"You've done so much for our family, I can't thank you enough."
And he was out the door.

She then turned too Tyler

"So, did you do as I asked?" He said

"Yes but-"
"Ssssssh" he interupted

"croyez-moi" he whispered then left.