Regular Murder: Three Deaths a Crowd

Regular Murder: Three times a charm
Nobody but the two, Gunner and Skips were the ones who knew of the night's previous events. It was early dawn at the park, Allyson and Ale awoke to find Gunner was gone. "Ale, do you have an idea where he'd be?" Allyson was choked up in her own words. "I haven't the faintest idea…" she replied, sounding depressed. "What if what Benson told us… happened to Gunner? His blood spilled all over!" Allyson sat on the bed and wept for her friend. "Oh Allyson, Don't say something horrid like that!" Ale kept her tears from falling down her face. Allyson sniffled and coughed, making an attempt to recollect herself. "We are going to find who ever took Gunner away and kill them!" Allyson raided Gunner's bag, searching ragingly for something special, so it is assumed. Allyson stood up and showed her beloved a weapon, a very large kitchen knife. Ale jumped to the moon and back, "W…Where did you get that…and why did Gunner have it?" Allyson stood and tossed the knife onto Gunner's bed and walked by her bag and got two purple ribbons out. "Gunner held onto the knife for me just incase something happened to us on our way here." Ale nodded as Allyson went up to her from behind and tied her hair into a nice little bow with the purple ribbon, Allyson did the same for her. "Whoa, where did you get these awesome ribbons?" Ale asked, admiring the gift in her hair. "Gunner gave them to me when we first met, he told me to use these for good luck, and however the good luck only works when you have someone dear to share it with." Allyson was rustling through her bag for things. Ale came over and hugged her friend. Allyson stopped and hugged her back. "Go get dressed; we have to go kick some." Allyson threw Ale her bag. Ale and Allyson quickly threw something on and ran outside to find their friend. "Its way too cold out here, are you listening Allyson?" Allyson didn't respond. "I think we should find Gunner and kill the guy with this knife bro! I like the sound of that!" Ale shrugged and continued to look for Gunner. Allyson picked up on the sound of Gunner's Walkie-Talkie, following it to the tree where Gunner laid freezing in the cold morning dew. Allyson climbed the tree with the knife she held. "Allyson, before we came here you were so innocent, so like soft and cute." Allyson couldn't help herself but blush at that comment. "When a friend is on the line and is about to die or you don't know where they are, you have to go kick some!!" Ale helped Allyson down and they laid Gunner down. "Hey dude, wake up!!" Allyson yelled at Gunner. He slowly opened his eyes and coughed repeatedly. "He's waking up." Ale said nervously. Gunner sat up and shivered. "It's so cold outside, how did I get here?"He questioned. The girls shrugged and they walked him back to the house. "Do you see that?" Ale pointed to the top of the house. The figure Benson had seen a few days earlier was standing atop of the roof and was staring menacingly at the three. "Hey you, what are you doing?!" Allyson shouted loudly. The figure ran down the house and lashed toward the girls, Gunner stumbling. The purple hooded figure shoved his hands inside his jacket pocket and swung out a butcher's knife. Gunner jolted awake and took the knife from Allyson and push the two away. "Gunner, what are you doing?!" Allyson grabbed Ale and helped her up. Gunner and the person swung the knives around. "Why would you fight? I am going to win!!" The figure sliced down onto Gunner, only nabbing a few blades of hair. This was the final chance, Gunner thrusted his body weight into the kitchen knife and entered the foe's chest, sending him to the ground. The purple jacket turned dark red and the foe made an attempt to stand. "Y...You can't do this to me!" Gunner walked over to his enemy and stepped on the blade, further the slice, deeper and deeper until a large crack and snap was heard. With their assassin fallen, Gunner approached the friends. "Gunner, that was… awesome!" Allyson hugged Gunner and Ale stood in awe. Gunner couldn't help but fall over. "I'm cold, can I take a shower?" Gunner shivered all over. As the day proceeded, everyone welcomed Gunner back from his cold night. "It's wonderful that you cared for me guys." Gunner blushed. Night cam upon them and everyone became nervous, was the assassin really dead and gone? Or was someone else going to die? "Wait, there's Skips????" Gunner realized and everyone became horrified. "What? Was he like…killed?" Mordecai asked. "I thought he couldn't die!" Benson said. "Allyson, I have this for you. I thought you might need this." Gunner handed Allyson her knife. Allyson stared at it and put it down. The house creaked and shuddered rather violently. Gunner stood up and began to yell. "Stop this murder! It is not meant to be! Nobody should die by you!!" Gunner walked over to the door. "Where are the others?" Benson and Mordecai looked around and said synchronized, "Muscle Man and High Five!!" Gunner fell onto the couch and was breathing heavily. "It's too late…" Gunner smiled and fell into a deep sleep. As on cue, every lock locked them and nobody was going to leave. The radio also became filled with the loud blood curdling screams of the two destined to die. Everyone curled up onto the couch by Gunner, they didn't know whether to trust him or to send him off, all they knew, Gunner told who was going to die and that was that. After a good five minutes, everything became still. Nobody dared to move that night.