Dimension Academy

Chapter 5: Serial Killer

Five walked down the sidewalk as he took bites from his turkey sandwich. He arrived at the house by the time he was done with the sandwich. He walked into the house and placed his bag on the table. Nine was sitting on the couch.
"Number Nine." Five looked over to him.
"Yeah?" Nine looked over to Five.
"Do you wanna make a change?" Five asked him.
"A good change?" Nine said.
"Yes, it's for the better." Five nodded.
"Then, yeah, whatever." Nine shrugged and turned his head back to the tv.
"Stand up and face me." Five told him. Nine stood up and faced Five.
"What is it this time, Dimension Boy?" Nine asked Five.
"Change you're clothes into something more formal.. and fix your hair." Five told Nine.
"Uh.." Nine looked at his outfit.
"Go change." Five urged. Nine closed his eyes and took a deep breath before walking through the kitchen and up the stairs.
About 15 minutes later, Nine walked back down the stairs in a buttoned up shirt with black pants and suspenders and a black bow tie. His hair was swept to the side.
"Is this formal enough for you?" Nine asked Five.
"Yes. Now let's go." Five and Nine walked out of the front door.
"Where's the car?" Five asked Nine as he looked at the bare driveway.
"You.. crashed it.." Nine said, confused.
"Oh, yeah. That's right. You'd better have your walking shoes on." Five said as he started walking down the sidewalk, followed by Nine.

Ten sat on her bed, sewing a hole shut in one of Fives shirts. She noticed blood on the sleeve. She held up the shirt to get a better look at it. She put it on the bed and flipped it inside out. Blood lined the inside of the shirt. Her eyes widened as she immediately flipped the shirt right side out again.
"What's wrong with him.." Ten whispered to herself. She got up and walked out of her room, leaving the shirt on her bed. She walked down the hall into Fives room. Two bloody handprints were displayed on the carpet, almost like someone with bloody hands fell to their hands and knees. She looked in the corner of the room and saw another one of his shirts, covered in blood, also sitting in a puddle of blood. She turned and looked on his nightstand. A pair of bloody sunglasses sat on top of it.
She came back into the room with latex gloves and cleaning supplies. She picked up the bloody shirt and through it in the trash. She cleaned off the sunglasses and put them exactly where they were. She scrubbed the bloody handprint stains from his carpet. She also cleaned up the puddle of blood in the corner.
She looked around the room. She smiled proudly at herself. She turned around and exited the room.

Five and Nine reached a little thrift store in town. Five looked through the big windows in front.
"There's our target." Five pointed at a lady looking at a rack of clothes.
"Five, that's just an innocent woman looking for cheap clothes." Nine told him.
"A woman looking for cheap clothes, yes, but she sure isn't innocent." Five looked back at Nine.
"What on earth could she have done?" Nine asked.
"She worked at the lab. She was one of the ones that tortured us." Five said.
"I think you've got the wrong woman." Nine sighed.
"Don't question my goals, Number Nine." Five put his hand in his pocket.
"What do you make out of This? A good time?" Nine looked at Five with concern.
"No matter what I make, they never see mistakes." Five said before pulled a dagger out of his pocket.
"Five-" Nine said as he watched Five hide behind the corner.
"Get over here!" Five told Nine. Nine hurried over behind Five. They watched the woman walk out of the building and get into her car. Five grabbed Nine. "Get ready." Five told Nine. Five teleported them both into the woman's car.
As soon as they teleported, Five quickly wrapped his arms around her neck and held the dagger close to her face.
"Hello there." Five smiled. Nine watched in horror.
"Who are you?! How did you get into my car?!" The woman panicked.
"I'm Number Five, and this is Number Nine. Do those names ring a bell?" Five asked her.
"Oh, no.. I'm so sorry! They told me to do it! Please don't kill me!" The woman begged.
"Oh, don't worry. I won't hurt you just yet." Five took the handle of the knife and knocked the lady out with it. "It's the temples." Five smiled and looked over at Nine.
"Heheh.." Nine laughed nervously. Five dragged her body to the back seat and he climbed into the drivers seat. Five turned and looked back to Nine and the passed out woman. "Make sure she doesn't wake up." Five said as he turned back around to face the road.
"Uhh.. okay." Nine looked at the woman. Nine hit his head off of the seat as Five stepped on the gas.

Ten sat on her bed until she heard the front door open and shut. She ran down the stairs to see who it was.
"Two!" She smiled and ran over to him.
"What's going on?" He asked Ten.
"It's Five.. I'm worried about him." Ten said as she walked over to the couch and sat down. Two sat down next to her.
"What about him?" Two asked her.
"His room had blood all over it. One of his shirts were covered in blood, there was two bloody handprints on the floor, almost like he fell and landed on his hands and knees. There was also a big blood puddle in the corner. Even the shirt he told me to sew had blood on it." Ten explained.
"You never know. People have told me that he's a serial killer. I didn't want to believe it." Two sighed.
"Me neither. Do you know where he is?" Ten asked Two.
"No. Do you?" Two replied.
"No.." Ten looked at Two with concern built in her eyes.