'Let the skyfall, when it crumbles. We will stand tall, face it all together.'
In which two girls, have to face a masked killer and stay alive.
Tara Carpenter x fem!oc
Scream 5 - Scream 6
completed
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Max Freeman was always a brave person, but right now she felt like a coward. She was hiding in her house with a knife in her hand, from her own sister and had no idea where her girlfriend was at the time.
"Anyone hiding killer or not, you have five seconds to show yourself!" Someone shouted and Max slowly opened the door. "Who the fuck are you?" She pointed the knife at the woman as she kept crying because of the pain, that came out of her bleeding stomach.
The woman looked down at her bleeding abdomen and her hands trying to stop the bleeding and decided to trust this girl, that she's not the killer. She wanted to speak, but a noise from upstaires caught her attention.
"Stay here. I'll come back for you, I promise. Just try to put pressure on it to stop the bleeding." She turned around. "What do you think I'm trying to do?" Max asked sarcastically and watched the woman walked upstairs.
Max heard more shouting and grunting, but than suddenly, Sidney and Ghostface fell down. She screamed out of shock and watched as Richie walked down the stairs. "One of you get the gun!"
"Yeah, it's hard since you shot me in the leg." Max whimpered as she walked over to them and wanted to grab the gun but Sam was quicker. "Yes! Yes!"
"Shoot him!" Sidney shouted. "Thank god you're okay." Richie walked over to Sam and stabbed her. "Because I really, really wanted to be the one to kill you." Sam looked at him with a betrayed look.
He took the gun and pointed it at Max, who was leaning againts the door as blood kept dripping out of her stomach. "Sit the fuck down, Prescott!" So that's Sidney Prescott. Good to know. Max though.
Richie twisted the knife, making Sam grunt as Amber unmasked herself and Max looked at her sister with tears in her eyes. "Why?"
Richie handed the gun to Amber, who grabbed Sidney by the hair and kept pointing the gun at her and Max. Richie took out an inhalator and Max sighed. "I can't believe this worked. I know. It's a bummer it's me. But it really was the best choice for the movie."
"This isn't a fucking movie!" Sam shouted at him. "No, but it will be. That's the point, right Amber?" He turned to her. "Right, hun. Third act. Blood bath check! Killers reveal check! Time for the big finale!"
"Let's get them into the kitchen." Amber said and Richie grabbed both Sam and Max and dragged them there. "Someone has to save the franchise! See? No one has made a great Stab movie since the first one."
He threw them on the floor and Max leaned againts a shelf trying to stop her bleeding. Amber kept jumping and clapping, looking at them. "Not really. Hey, baby, you wanna go get the uh very ex mrs. Riley?"
"Yeah, I do." She walked out of the house. "Hey! Hey! Whoa." Richie yelled when Sidney tried to grab a knife. "Sidney Prescott. You know, I'm a really big fan." He smiled. "Go fuck yourself."
"Have you seen the last Stab movie?" He asked. "Not really a fan of scary movies." She said. "That checks out. Anyway it sucked balls. 'Cause nobody takes the true fans seriously. Not really. They just laugh at us and why?"
Max's eyes started to feel heavy. "Because we love something? We're just a fucking joke to them? How can fandom be toxic? It's about love! They don't fucking understand these movies are important to people."
"Richie..." Sam whispered. "But we're gonna help them! Hollywood's totally out of ideas. So we decided to give them some new source material to follow, you know, bring it back to basics. 'Cause that's how you make a great Stab movie, Sam."
"Based on actual events." Max whispered at the same time as Richie said it. They heard grunting and when Max turned her head, she saw Amber dragging Gale Weathers into the kitchen. "Gale."
"Sit the fuck down!" Her sister yelled at the woman. "You did all of this just to make me the hero of your fucked up movie?" Sam scoffed. "Sweetie, you're not the hero. You're the villain."
"Amber..." Max whispered. "You don't have to do this." She said in a quiet tone and she saw something change. Her expression showed regret for a second, but then she scoffed. No regret at all.
"The daughter of Billy Loomis, who sees fucked up visions of her dead dad. Sidney Prescott killed your father. You did all this, just to get her back to Woodsboro."
"You know what the biggest problem with the Stab movies is? There's no Michael Myers or Jason Voorhees, no bad guy to keep coming back. But the daughter of the original mastermind? Now that's a fucking villain."
