The 7th Rival Eliminated

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The storage door creaks open, Fiona gasps upon the reveal of what was inside the unit. In the middle of the room was Miss Zeena. Tied up in a wooden chair. Blindfolded. She was awake but didn't say anything. Maybe she was trying to show zero fear inside her. "H-holy shit." Fiona mumbles, noticing some blood dripping down Zeena's head. Amy raises an eyebrow at the fox. "What's wrong? I though you were chill with this." Fiona steps into the storage unit, Amy does the same. But not before closing the storage door behind her. "I-I am just... It's weird seeing her like this." "I've heard that voice before." Zeena says, pulling at the rope around her wrists. Attempting to escape but to no avail. "Fiona The Fox! Is that you? Ugh, did I seriously get kidnapped by an ugly student like her?" Zeena groans. Fiona glares at the tied victim, taking two steps toward her. "Excuse me?! Who are you calling ugly?" Zeena lets out a laugh. Not intimated one bit by her student. She can see right through that tough exterior of Fiona's. She was nothing but a scared, insecure girl. "Don't make me laugh Fiona. No wonder your boyfriend is cheating on you." This Fiona even more mad, which was good for Amy. She bends over to grab a baseball bat from the ground. Then went to Fiona's side. Who slowly stared down at the bat in Amy's gloved hands. "He's that bored with you he went to find a real woman to please him." Zeena mocks, a small smirk in the corner of her plump lips.

Fiona takes a hold of the bat, staring at the teacher. As tears began to fall down her cheeks. The thought of Scourge running through her mind: his smiles, his honest words, his love... it was all bullshit. Why? "I bet you're nothing but a pathetic doll for him to play with." As Zeena continues to ridicule Fiona. Amy crept back to the storage door, opening it and leaving the room. The girls didn't notice her leaving. Fiona was going to break, she couldn't take this shit anymore. Her grip on the bat tightens. "But hey, even if you break up with him, you'll have no one. Since you're nothing but ugly, tomboy-ish, rat." "SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!"

Splat

Crack

Ping

Whack

Fiona freezes, realizing what she had just done. She repeatedly whacked Zenna with the bat: in her face, arms, legs almost everywhere on her body. Zeena's face was nothing but a bloody mess. Blood was splattered almost everywhere around them. Fiona's hand reaches up to her mouth in utter shock. Some blood smears onto her lips. Tears falling down her face, staring at the dead body in front of her. What has she done? Why couldn't she hold in her temper? She just wanted to hurt Zeena, not kill her! "O-oh shit! W-what have I-I done!? Amy! What are we?!-" Fiona looks over her shoulder. Seeing that the pink hedgehog had left her there. Her pupils began to go smaller, once she heard the sound of police sirens outside of the room. The door opens, a group of policemen were standing there. All had a pistol in their hands. Pointing straight at Fiona. Her life is ruined. All because of one stupid mistake. "Hands up, murder!" One of them shout. Fiona lets go of the bat, throwing her in the air. Biting her bottom lip, now becoming a crying mess.

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"Are you sure we should let her go?"

"Her alibi is tight; we can't find any evidence that she was involved in the murder. Her father may of use to own the storage unit, but the criminal had a spare key of unit in her pocket. So even if he use to own, the perpetrator must've stolen a key to use it."

"I-I guess you're right. So the perp must be lying; but she does seem to be innocent in this. You saw how the girl was acting when we go inside."

"All of the evidence points to her. She not only killed her teacher but a student at her school. She probably committed the recent murders at Emerald High. No matter how much she says the teenager was involved. We have to let her go."

"Young lady, sorry to taking much of your time. You're free to go Miss Rose."

"Thank you, miss Hewitt."

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