Bunny Kill

Tally Gray *hah i just noticed I switched pov randomly...switching back now*

Tally skated her way back to the school, She was going to be late for my clubs. Oh well.

Something caught her sight as she rolled past a tree. Hurry up Tally was carved into the tree.

She skated faster.

Tally passed an old building on her way. On the wall was spray painted I'm not very patient Tally, please hurry.

Tally skated as fast as her board would take her. This was too creepy. She looked around franticly to make sure she wasn't missing any other creepy signs. Maybe I'm halucinating.

Suddenly a foot came out from the shadows and stopped Tally's board.

"What the-" she yelled as she fell to the ground.

Someone caught her and pulled a black bag over her head. "I told you I wasn't patient."

The person dragged her through an alley and into a back entrance of the school. Tally heard a classroom door open and she was pushed into a chair.

"Wear this." the man said before he left the room.

The room was dark, and even harder to see with the mask on. But she could almost make out a few other people sitting in the room too.

Danielle~

Danielle sighed and pulled out another spray can bottle, adding a few black streaks to her masterpiece before smiling proudly and stepping away. Dani, really, shouldn't you be in the club room by now? Red words were written across her beautiful mural of vandalism. She glanced around, trying to find the jackass that had the nerve to do it.

Dani started around the corner in a huff, hands running across the brick until something wet covered her fingers. She screamed and fell back, staring at the wall. We don't have all day Dani.

By now she was scared to death. She almost ran to the back of the gym were the school doors were. She reached for the handle but was stopped by yet another messege. Peekaboo, look behind you. Before she could spin around a black bag covered her head, someone leading her into the school.

* hey guys if he's kidnapping them then it shouldn't be at a school. I think they should be at a were house so we can say they went missing. That way we won't have to worry about parents and police finding them for awhile. *

~Cody

When Cody opened his eyes he noticed two things at once; the cool trickling sensation of something wet sliding down his cheek and the hot stuffy feeling from the plastic mask covering his face. His muscles ached as he sat up and promped himself against a near by wall. He tried moving his left foot and that's when the pain hit. It was a feeling so horrifing and shocking that he pitched back his head and screamed. The room swarmed in circles and everything went blank.

Moments later Cody woke up. Sweat was on his face. Waves of nausea upset his stomache and he puked. The pain in his leg overided every sense in his body. He wiped his the sweat off his face along with some caked blood still oozing from the wound on his head. At some point he must have pulled the mask off his face. He couldn't remember. The pain was all that mattered to him at the moment. He peaked down at his foot and regretted it. It (his foot) stuck out at an awkward angle; the bone just poking out in the skin. He didn't have to know anything about human anatomy to know that that bone wasn't supposed to do that.

Cody with stood the pain just enough to take in his surrounding. He was in a bright room lit by a flourecent light. The tiled panneling on the walls and floors intensified the light making it seem all the brighter. The room was empty except for the lone door in a corner of the room. Cody swallowed hard preparing himself for the experience he was about to have. He shut his eyes and forced himself to move his hurt. The pain was excruciating. His mind sent flares up his body. It was like his body was calling him and idiot. Do you know how much pain that's gonna put us through? Cody's wry grin became a metaphor for his determination. His father was in the force. He'd put him through police Academy and all the works. He'd learned that pain was the price for strength...

[i]"Don't give up son" Cody's father said one day as he drank his morning joe. He never started a morning without it. He called it his elixer. Cody thought he wouldn't be surprised if his dad's blood was black, caffinated, and tasted good with two spoons of sugar and a cup of milk.
"That's it?" Cody had said "No, great up lifting metaphor?" Cody's father frowned.

"Sun, these things come and go. Maybe football's not your think-"

"No!" Cody didn't let his dad finish. "This is really important to me..." Cody let his sentence fade. They sat in silence. The only thing that could be heard was the ticking of the grandfather clock in the living room. Atlast Cody's father finished his coffee and sat the cup down. "Then don't give up..."[i]

Cody wasn't giving up. He crawled towards the door. His left foot dangled and Cody had to grit his teeth to resist screaming. His proccess was slow and steady. He took breaks often and worked up the nerve to check out his foot. The wound wasn't bad. He'd broken bones several times and knew what it was like. He figured the damage couldn't be too bad and he continued on.

Cody toiled on for what had to be hours. The door became a metaphor for all of his pain and suffering. When Cody at last touched the door he collapsed in exaustion. He felt his concious drifting but still mangaged to pull himself up. He found a square note card-a note- taped to the door. It read:

What happens when the fastest bunny looses its legs? If you've reached here, you've proven yourself worthy of the title Jock. But with all your skill can you out run a fox?

Cody crumbled the note card and tosssed it as far as he could. He lay back against the wall allowing some of his sleep to take root in him. His foot ached. Cody looked at the discarded note card, then the mask laying on the ground. It was shapped like a bunny.

"I'm walking out of this crap hole." he said to himself. Cody pulled off his shirt and ripped it. He layed it next to him where he could find it and looked at his misshappen foot. He grabbed his foot. Braced him self and jerked it back in place. The pain that shot through him topped anything he'd ever felt before. Dots danced before his eyes and Cody cried. He felt himself blacking out. He took deep breaths trying to get himself undercontrol but the darkness came rushing and he was out.

When Cody came to. His leg was tied into a splint. A cane was placed next to him against the wall and the door left ajar. Cody pulled himself up and grabbed the cane for support. He took one last look at the room,his hell hole and faced forward.

"Now I face the devil," he said to himself as he put on the bunny mask, its funny red face always smiling, mocking.

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ok that's my post. Sorry it took me so long. I actually had to stop in the middle of writing. Hopefully the ending doesn't back me in a corner as far as meeting up with everyone goes. try not to go too far ok? =) and we're in a were house so it'd be easier for the story to continue.

Tally Gray

Tally opened her eyes to a dull florescent light buzzing on the ceiling. She sat up. Where was she? She remembered being dragged, blindfolded, into a classroom. As she looked around the empty room she was certain that this was no classroom.

"Okay." she said to herself. "So sometime between passing out in a classroom and now, I was moved." she tried to move but realised her arms were tied together. "Oh and look, I'm tied up."

Tally looked around, a small notecard sat on the floor. Tally strained to read it.

Be careful little bunny, you may be small and cunning but the fox can be quite the trickster. Watch who you trust.

Tally looked around the room. Her board sat against the wall on the other side. Tally managed to stand up, just to fall back over. Her feet were tied too.

"Crap." she mumbled.

A rusty knife lay on the floor near her. She grabbed it and quickly tore through the restraints on her feet. She then held the knife between her feet and sawed away at the ropes on her hands.

"Much better." she said as she rubbed her wrists, easing the circulation back in.

Tally grabbed her board and the bunny shaped mask lying next to it. She slipped the mask on and picked the old knife back up.

"Let's see what we're up against." she said as she walked silently out of the room.

Wait, are we all in the same room? Cuz I think it would be cool if we were kind of in like a maze like building and words were written in the halls in order to lead us to a main room where all these chairs are set up-for us. Would that work?

I think we decided we are now in a warehouse. A classroom was too easy and findable. We are not all in the same area as far as I know. We will all have to find eachother and decipher who is the fox im guessing.

yeah moonlight. sounds like a plan. and lauren's right we're not all in the same room so you can go ahead and write the post for the room setting.

don't let it die guys.

Ben

For a while, he was kept in the classroom. Then a black bag was slipped over his head again and he knew he was being moved once more.

***

When he awoke again, it was with a trickle of blood running down one side of his face. He was facing a half-rotted wooden door, the hinges visibly rusted. Flecks of red metal from the equally rusted frame dotted the door, like some kind of uninentional warning from this fox.

He stood up with care, wincing as a spike of pain seemed to punch through his head. Clearly his wound was going to be more of a disadvantage than the tiny amount of blood evidenced. The bunny mask he'd been given earlier hung from a hook on the door. But when he lifted it up, he found that there was also a note there.

Dearest Benjamin. Yes, you can slip between groups with ease, but can you slip out of MY grasp?

"Alright..." Ben muttered, "This is out of the ordinary..."

He slipped the mask back on and made his way out, checking both ways in the corridor he found himself in. A scuffling sound came from towards the end of the run down, narrow hallway. He stepped as quietly as he could, checking left and right at all times. There was nothing to be seen in the rooms on either side of him. Either their windows had been broken and their lights were out, or there were no windows at all.

The sound came again, and this time, Ben jumped. It came to the room jut beside him. He glanced about himself, and picked up a dented length of piping, then opened the door.

He was confronted with fox-mask, the man setting up chairs about the room, "Welcome, bunny. Take a seat, please. I will be supervising this year's first meeting of the mystery club presently." The mask raised itself to focus on him, "But only this one. As I will explain to you all shortly, the others will take place at your school, and without me." He chuckled, "Why should last year's fox hang around when there's one to take his place? Do you know who that is, bunny?"

Ben shook his head, and the fox laughed again, "All the better!"

Aidan~

Blood. It was the first thing that came into focus, and lot's of it. It was dribbling down my arms. Besides that I felt completely fine...until I looked around. Stone gray walls surrounded me, an old rustic door was the only way out, and I was tied to a rolling chair with what appeared to be material from chicken wire. Where it touched my skin, little beads of blood were starting to form. It stung horribly and formed a pool of crimson on the floor, but at least I knew where the blood was coming from.How am I gonna get out of this? I thought, disturbed at the thought of being a helpless victim.

"Hello?" I tried but my voice was too hoarse and only came out as a whisper. For a short moment I sat motionless, waiting. Still Nothing, and no one came. I tried to push forward with my chest and was amazed at the searing pain that sent me gasping for air. "There has to be a way out of this. Just has to be!"

Tears stung my eyes and I realized that I was actually scared. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I shrieked trying to force myself out of the wire. The metal ripped though my skin and blood sprayed my face. The pain was unbearable and I only stopped my fight when I heard the door creak open.

"Oh my. I almost forgot you were in here, Aidan." A man wearing a fox mask smiled, standing at the door with wire clippers and a rag. I stared at him with wet eyes, my black hair sticking to my tear soaked face. I was getting a tad dizzy from blood loss. Am I going crazy?!

"Let's just fix this,"He said coming next to me and cutting the wire, dropping the clippers at my feet, throwing the rag at me and walking back to the door. I would've jumped at him at that moment, but my body were drained. The fox disappeared out the door for a second then reappeared,"Almost forgot...again." He tossed a bunny mask toward me but it landed on the floor and before I could glance up he was gone.

My mind was working at snail speed as I struggled to my feet, holding the rag to one of my bloodied arms, and strapped the bunny mask to my face. The hallway I made my way into had huge letters written in red scrawled across a wall. Just a little bit farther, Aidan... The words burned into my mind. Of course they were right, though. I took a slow turn -for me- and found a door that was heavier than it looked. The sound of moving chairs came from the other side and I shoved it open.

*Hope this is okay*

Tally

Tally wandered down the empty halls of wherever she was. She held her skate board under her arm and the knife in her other hand. She walked carefully, trying to see everything she could through the eye holes in the bunny mask.

She turned the corner and noticed a messege spray painted on the wall: Almost there Tally.

She turned and walked back the direction she had come. No way am I getting near that 'fox' guy.

Tally kept wandering, looking for a way out.

Suddenly something grabbed her from behind. She let out a high pitched scream and felt a big hand clamp down over her mouth.

"Shhh my little bunny. It's only mister fox, here to play."

Tally struggled under his hold.

"You're a spunky little thing aren't you?"

Her struggles were no use. She let her body go limp while she was dragged back down the hallway. A door opened and she was pushed into a chair. The man who had dragged her there tied her arms behind he chair.

"There we go." he smirked. "Only a few bunnies left."

Tally glanced around the room. A few other masked people sat in the other chairs. Who are they? Who is this 'fox'? And why are we all here? Tally wondered.

This is sad, why did this one die? I liked it.

Same. we should give it another try. I'm game.

Me too. I vote a yes for another try.

Sweet! i'm in! =]