Warning: This fic contains gratuitous violence, profanity and other bad stuff
associated with Slasher films. You have been warned.
Part Two: October 26.
Fifteen Days After The 1st Nerima Massacre.
Akane couldn't help but notice that they had a large ammount of garbage
that week. She wondered where it had all come from. It seemed like it was
appearing at the rate of two or three bags per day. Ranma had been silently
glancing at Kasumi all week as though he suspected her of something. It was
almost like there was a conspiracy in the air.
**********
Everyone was there, except Kasumi. Ranma, Nabiki, Ukyo, Shampoo and Nadoka.
Back at Uuchan's for another meeting. "So you think Kasumi's gone 'round the
bend, is that it?" asked Ukyo. "Every night for the last five days someone
has disappeared in Nerima. And every morining two or three garbage bags
filled with unknown material appear on the Tendo property." said Ranma "I
think we've got our sequel after all." "Of course we do." said Nabiki "A
sequel that plays by the rules." "Rules?" said Nadoka "What rules?" "The
rules of the Slasher Fic, of course." said Ranma sarcastically. "But.."
Nabiki cut him off "since this is a sequel. We observe the rules of the
sequel." "What sequel?" said Shampoo "This not sequel we planned." "Of
course it's not." said Nabiki "If it was it would be too predictable. It
needs to be something different from the original." "I really can't picture
Kasumi as a mad slasher." said Ukyo "Are you blind?" said Nabiki "Kasumi is
*always* the mad slasher! It's the *rules*! Rule #1. It's always the one you
least suspect." "But wouldn't that make Kasumi the one you *most* suspect?"
asked Nadoka. "Don't get technical on me." said Nabiki "Rule #2. There's
always more than one killer. You need two to throw the reader off a bit so
you're not sure who's killing who. Rule #3. At least one of the killers is
supposed to be dead." "You mean the Principal, right?" "Exactly."
**********
Principal Kuno (or, at least, what was left of him)had been hiding out in a
darkened warehouse stockpiling weapons. He worked away at a small crate with
a crowbar in the dim light. There was a low snapping sound as the top of the
crate started to lift. He turned the crate upsidedown spilling kitchen knives
across the floor in a waterfall or glittering steel blades. He had his
weapons now. All he had to do was wait another five days. For that was the
perfect night to get revenge. October the 31st. Halloween.
End Of Part Two.
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