50 deaths 50 mysteries

Screams and Laughs

●Alabama Montgomery DC●

●Strong language●
●2041 January 12●

I silently laughed to myself as I had sneaked out of the house without anybody noticing considering that there was 51 people in the house, including dad and me. I was going out to a party all the way out in the big city, out of the isolated forest. I started to run down the path and out to the city, running as fast as I could because of how excited I was, and the way down was short as I was bolting down the path.

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Eventually, I had gotten tired and slowed down to a walk, I was panting and my chest burned, my tongue also feeling dehydrated. When I got to the party I could probably ask for some water, simple right? A silence had eventually filled the streets and my ears rang from how quiet it was. I sighed but noticed a black cat, the fuck. It came up to me and I kicked it away but it came back to attack my ankles and I picked it up by the scruff and tossed it at a wall and walked off.

The silence came back and I sighed in annoyance. "Alabama." I heard out of nowhere, it came from an alleyway, stupid black cats and their stupid curses. I ignored the sound and walked faster. "Alabama!" I heard again, it sounded like Delaware, so I flipped around and didn't see him but saw an alleyway and cautiously went down it, no Delaware, what?

Suddenly was slammed to the ground and hit it hard making a sound on impact, my back felt paralyzed. I was flipped around and saw Spanish Empire and full panic flooded my body, I couldn't flee or fight though, my entire body felt too numb to move, or speak. "What a naughty kid, kicking cats because of bad luck, bad kids deserve a punishment." Spanish Empire said, a smile from ear to ear. I tried to say something or get up to punch him at least, but I couldn't, it pained my joints and muscles to try and move, I was glued to the ground.

The man grabbed an axe that sat by the wall, oddly I never noticed it until now. Wait, what was he going to do with that. I panicked more causing my muscles to tense up and I cursed to myself mentally. Empire toyed with the axe for a bit but suddenly got grip, swung it, and my arm went clean off and I screamed, why now could I scream. I questioned myself for a brief moment before another arm went off, my screams getting louder as tears had began to drop from my eyes and onto the floor.

A leg went off and I could kick the other now, I screamed and screamed, although nobody would come to my help. Finally, the last leg went off and at this point, I was screaming and crying, I was just a head and a torso but those were soon to separate. As I screamed and cried and wiggled around what I could without hurting myself even more than I already was. I glanced at Spanish Empire, he was laughing at my pain, I wanted to punch him so badly. I screamed at him but he chopped off my head, why was I still conscious.

He picked me up by the hair and I blinked, I was thrown down the alley. After a few more seconds, everything began to fade to nothing
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I looked at Alabama, the kid didn't deserve to die like that, he seemed like a sweet kid. I sighed and looked down at the floor, it's been a couple days but his body had patched himself back together but separated again, though it acted connected. I looked back at Alabama, I was kinda scared for the interaction with him, America had said sometimes he was really racist or hates one the trans and gay community. Alabama never woke for a bit but America was in the room with me, he said he was happy as long as he could still communicate with him or others.

I glanced at America and stared for a bit, on the first, I saw what he thought about me. I stared at him more but eventually looked away and, I saw Alabama get up, he sat on his knees and rubbed his eyes and opened them. He looked around and saw me, he gave me a look that caused anxiety to go through me. I took a breath in and held my chin up. "What the fuck, are you really trans? That's fucking stupid, faggot." Alabama remarked and spat at me, I just sat there, both rage and anxiety filled my mind when he said those words. "Alabama, say shit like that again and I'll have Imperial force your dumbass out of the house." America said, I was a bit surprised that he could hear him.

Alabama scoffed at him and flipped America off. "How 'bout you put that down because then you'll be correct on the number of friends you have." I growled at him and slammed my boot on the ground and he gave me a look. "Good, now shut the fuck up you twat." I hissed and left the room. "GET BACK HERE YOU FAGGOT I AIN'T DONE WITH YOU!" Alabama screamed at me and I ignored him and walked up all the way to the top floor to go to the attic and chill there.