I was walking through the depths of the woods, approaching a home in the woods. I hear gunshots, but still walk near it. No one was near door, it was unlocked. I snuck in through door and walked about place. Typical redneck home. With its animal heads and rifles of course. It took me a while to find a picture of two men smiling in a photo. The taller one was holding a fish in one hand, it was half his size atleast. Jimbo and Ned. I threw it on the floor, looking for more clues to find father. The running steps of something paraded my sense of hearing. I needed to hide. I climbed up on wall, using my arms and legs to support me on the corner intersection on ceiling. I looked under me, a long, curly black haired girl flashed downstairs, wielding a sword. She tried to look tough, but I saw fear deep down in her. She stood directly below, searching for me.
Girl: WHO THE HELL THINKS THEY CAN BREAK INTO MY HOUSE?!!!
I watched her go ballistic, conjuring up threats. I finally let go, landing softly on ground. She looked behind herself, seeing me. The girl laughed, thinking since I was shorter than her by a little that I wouldn't be a threat.
Girl: Aw, Halloween's about a year away kid.
My soulless eyes stared into hers. I wasn't here for practical joke. I was here for business. It was then I heard more footsteps coming in house. As soon as I saw the figure walk in, I got her in strong and steady hold. The knife was directly below her neck. Jimbo was staring at me with even bigger eyes than Pyro. He put his rifle down, afraid.
Jimbo: W-what do you want with my Juli?!
I couldn't show picture. Both my arms were taken. So I had to speak. My voice sounded so controlled, so forced.
Me: WHERE IS VLADIMIR PERENZSKI?!!
Juli: Carmen's dad?....
She knew, I held knife up closer to her neck. So close in fact, that if she flinched she would be stabbed. Fear was trapped insider of her. Hey eyes showed them damn well. Jimbo stayed still, not wanting to get any closer to me. I hear door open, seeing Scar for a brief moment, then I felt something large and heavy hit my head once...I was unconscious. Falling onto ground, the knife dropped along side me. Juli and Jimbo both overwhelmed her with gratitude. They told her as much as they knew.
Scar: Wow....something tells me this bastard's linked to Carmen and Jason's disappearance and Pyro.....
Juli: Don't forget Kenny and Pip.
Scar: Yeah whatever. Lets just find out who this scum is.
She removed my mask, revealing my face. All three of them exchanged looks of shock and horror. I was awaken, jumping up quickly while grabbing knife and holding it up at all of them.
Me: I was never the friend you knew. For I am proud decedent of Kazimir Perenzski, and future slayer of Vladimir! Carmen is no longer, for I am Elizaveta Perenzski! Now all of you will join Eskimo and British bastard! *evil laughter*
They were all mortified. None of them wanted to touch me. I grabbed gun on Jimbo's counter and shot at all of them. Scar's legs were rendered useless, Juli's body fell down, her shoulders bleeding immensely. Jimbo grabbed phone dialing for police. I shot directly in his heart once. Scar was telling Conner over phone to abort mission in Russia. I looked over at her. She was crying and coughing up blood, continuously asking me why. Juli was full of fear, pleading me not to kill any of them. I stabbed both of their hearts....all three stayed still, the crimson liquid flowing out of them. I hear sirens going off, and I quickly disappear into the night, knife in hand and mask on face. I wasn't caught nor was I discovered. The cops knew very little, only that there was a murderer in town and that it won't stop at anything to get what it wants. However, they were left with something important, something of value...the one person who saw me and got away, Mica. All she saw was me in my mask though. Before I knew it, wanted pictures of me were posted everywhere. To trees, to fences on neighbor's walls, even in store windows. Cops were determined to find me, but I've had been fooling them since I was only six. They had no chance of finding me before I strike again. I walked into cave Scar and I both had made home and fell asleep on bed.