The Strange Peculiar Bizarre Town Alice, Alex And Malice Part Six

 The Murder 

When Malice woke up she knew that she could not return home. Not this time. No, Jaden and Danté would get in the way. So she waited for Matilda to go home before she made her move. She ran away. She looked in her backpack and saw the clothes that she was looking for. She took them and left the bag there. She ran down the alley and changed into them. She then put Alex's clothes away. She ran to where Dillon and his bullies were.

"What do you want, freak?"

She smiled and giggled.

"Why don't you follow me to find out?" She mocked as she ran. They soon ran after her.

She ran down street after street and alley after alley. They followed her and ensured to steady their pace. They wanted her to tire before they got their revenge on the girl.

Soon she stopped in the middle of a field. She turned around and looked at them. She had a wicked smile on her lips. This soon told them that they had made a mistake. This told them that she was neither Alice or Alex. No, this one was different from the other two. This one was completely and pure evil.

"Well we kept-"

Then the fire rose all around them. They looked at her. She seemed unaffected by the spontaneous rising wall of flames. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying herself. Dillon looked at her in horror.

"Don't worry. I have complete control over the flames." She sang as the walls decreased. "See?"

He looked at her with even more horror as it quickly dawned upon him that this is what his girlfriend must have seen too. This sparked anger in him as he suddenly realised that she had killed her. He then ran to the girl and threw a punch at her. Only to feel something in his stomach below the ribs. It was painful and sharp. He looked down at her twisted smile as she pulled something out of his side. He clutched his side to feel blood in his fingers. He looked at her and saw the knife in her hand. He knew that they were not getting out of this alive. 

He then rose up and felt a cut in his stomach. He let out a loud scream as he clutched his right arm. He heard several screams coming from behind. He looked back to see that his gang was cut off from him by another wall of fire. He then felt another cut coming from the back of his neck and he collapsed. He was so scared that he was incapable of screaming. He was so utterly helpless as she lifted him by his hair.

He then could do nothing but look in horror as the flames decreased around them. Then they suddenly collapsed too. They all screamed as flames erupted from their bodies!

"Stop it! Please! Just stop it! Just let us go! Fine. You can have me but please let them go! Please, just stop it okay! Please!"

He then felt a knife in his back. He screamed out in pain.

"No. Although, I have to admit that you are far more selfless than your girlfriend. She never begged for her friend's lives! No, she begged for hers! 'You can kill the others! Just don't kill me! Please, I'll change, I swear!' she screamed before she died." She laughed.

At this something broke in him and he wanted to throw another punch at her. Yet he could not throw a single punch. He then had to look as his friends all burnt to death before his very eyes.

She then dropped her attention to him. She put her foot under him and rolled him over. He felt nothing but despair. He was utterly broken. She rolled him over and over. He let out a scream as his fingers hit the fire. Once he was in the fire he screamed, knowing that none was coming to save him. When the flames dropped he was nothing but a pile of ash being blown away in the wind.

She walked away. Her work was not yet done. There was still someone who she had her predatorial eye on. So she walked back into town. She soon found him. He was alone in his home. He was marking some of his pupil's work. He looked up at her. He looked confused as he looked at her. He wondered what he wanted. Yet he had to time to think about or pay any attention to her. He went back to marking his pupil's work. 

Suddenly he smelt smoke. He looked to his left to see that the exercise books next to him suddenly burst into flames! He jumped back and ran to the kitchen. He filled a bucket with ice cold water. He ran back and threw the water at the flames. This put out the flames out, but the exercise books were beyond recovery.

"No. That just will not do." Malice said, suddenly appearing beside him.

He felt a sharp knife in his side before he had any time to respond. He looked back at her. He went to the phone but she cut the back of his legs behind the kneecaps. This cause him to fall and hit his head. Yet, despite the confusion and pain, he soon staggered back up. He almost crawled to the phone. He tried calling the phone. Yet it was not getting through. He tried again but, again, nothing. He looked at the phone line. Only to see that it was cut. He looked back in horror, already knowing who did this.

She let out a childish giggle. He then felt another stab. He wanted to let out a scream but the blade was in his throat before he could let out a single sound.

"As much as I love the sound of screams, I can't let you do that." She sang.

Suddenly he heard something explode from the kitchen. Soon there was a fire in the corridor. She laughed as he suddenly realised that she was somehow doing this. She stabbed him again and again, laughing all the way through the brutality. Then the fire entered the room.

He felt the pain and his body became as cold as ice. He had lost too much blood. He raised his hands to her but his arm was far too weak. It fell before it even had the chance to even touch her. Soon the fire spread. The last thing he saw was her standing in the flames before everything went black.

By the time she left he was another pile of ash.

She made her way to the place where Matilda stayed when she was the twins. She quickly wrote a message to Alice before falling asleep. She was extremely tired. She had overdone it and she knew it.