Halloween is here. Be scared.

There were several of them there, some standing and some lying on the ground after the hard treatment.
In a fit of rage John had forgotten all about being careful, and instead of drugging them all he had grabbed them fully conscious from their rooms and forcefully moved them to the garden.
The last one was now being dragged out the door. Under normal sircumstances John would pay attention to the injuries he caused their bodies by dragging them in such a way, but this was in no way normal sircumstances. He wanted one thing and one thing only. But even he didn't know what that was.
In all honesty, there was nothing he could do about it now, and his fit of rage was just that. Uncontrolled actions from rage that were not thought out properly.
He dragged Cinderella along the hard, rocky path, scraping up her legs badly while doing so, before throwing her down on the grass with the rest of them. He drew a gun from his back pocket and pointed it at all of the bewildered prisoners in turn while his face grew constantly more red.
"TALK!" he yelled to all of them.

[OOC: People in the garden:
- John.
- Cinderella.
- Odette.
- Helga.
- Pocahontas.
- Sinbad.
- Cody.
- Aladdin.
- Anastasia.

{2 Will Die.}]

Pocahontas looked around, frightened to death as she watched John bring in Cinderella. She jumped as her eyes widened as he pointed the gun at them. She had to talk but, she was afraid to talk. Her eyes showing fear as the fear kept growing and growing. Remembering how Odette and Him had done it and how now she was afraid for her life. Her eyes looked around the garden, going back to John Immediately. Though she looked at Cinderella, grabbing her hand fast. She looked down, "Please..." Pocahontas mumbled softly..

[[OOC Okay well some of my family members came from Oklahoma to bring me out to lunch for my birthday which is tomorrow..So, I'll be back after we're done eating...Sorry!!!! But, it's for my birthday and it's seafood..DON'T HURT MEEEE!!!]]

Cinderella cried out in pain as she was dragged on the rocky path. She let out a whimper when she was thrown on the ground.

She looked up at John with fearful eyes as he pointed the gun at them. He had never acted this way with her before. He only ever caused her emotional pain, not physical. She felt a hand grasped hers and glanced to see Pocahontas. She gave her hand a little squeeze, while swallowing hard.

She quickly glanced at the other people around her and her heart broke when she saw the little boy and all of the familiar faces.

She looked back at John, her blue eyes full of fear. "W-What do you want us to say, J-John?" She asked, in a quiet voice, trying to keep herself calm, but was having a hard time doing so.

He pointed the gun directly at Cinderella's face while the sweat ran down his temples.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!" he yelled through gritted teeth. He had deliberatly taken everyone he knew had close contact to Dimitri. Some of them ought to know.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE KEY?!"
The suitcase was something he wanted to stay hidden, not only from others, but from himself. It was from a time he'd rather leave forgotten. And they had all gone behind his back to bring it up again.
He knew deep down not all of them could have been responcible, and that most likely Dimitri had kept this all to himself, the sly bastard he was. Still, his vision and logic was blurred by his anger and recent alcohol intake.
The gun was shaking in his unsteady hands, but at this close range, there was no way he could miss if he fired a shot.

Pocahontas jumped, letting her eyes widened. The key was important but, she didn't know what it was for. And all of these people were here because of Dimitri. BECAUSE THAT FUCKING MAN THEY WERE HERE!! Once again she was being punished as well as other people..Because of Dimitri. When John pointed the gun at Cindy, Pocahontas squeezed her hand tighter. Her eyes looking up to John again. Why was he doing this? Why wasn't he punishing Dimitri..Why? She lowered her head, "I know nothing of...The key..I don't know why it is important..I gave it back to you..I didn't ask about it or nothing..I just gave it back to you.." Her voice was shaking, looking down at the ground..

Aladdin was still struggling as he was drug away from his room and away from Jasmine, being drug down the hall. For the first time, he was fully conscious and he had never actually seen the hallway. There were doors all the way down the hall, with numbers 0-10 on them. He saw other doors as well, not sure where they lead. Some the basement or dining room perhaps. He then heard a door open, as John drug him outside even more painfully. The sun was so bright it blinded him a little at first, but the warm sun felt good. If he was about to die, at least it would be out here.

He was then thrown on the ground, and he saw several other people around him. He noticed John was not his usual self... Not mostly calm, collected, witty, and malicious. This was just pure rage, something was different. This was dangerous for all of them, more than there would be if he had kept his cool for these games of his.

But this wasn't just a game.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE KEY?!" Aladdin had absolutely no idea what John was even talking about, but it was obviously a huge deal to John. Aladdin had no response, as he had no answers. Someone then spoke up a little bit, and he recognized the voice as Cinderella's. Another woman then spoke after her, and it seemed that she at least knew about the key... Aladdin hadn't even heard of it before.

Aladdin was afraid, afraid because he figured John expected them all to know something about what was going on, and he didn't. He nervously looked around at the other people, recognizing half of them immediately. Cinderella, Helga, Sinbad, and Anastasia. He scooted over a little to Anastasia, putting a hand on her shoulder without saying a word. He also recognized the woman who had spoken up about the key, as they had described their appearances to each other through the wall. That must be Pocahontas, Aladdin thought.

Aladdin's eyes grew wide as he pointed the gun at them. Normally, John would have his way with them and kill them for reasons, but this was different. In his state, he could kill them all right here and right now, out of pure rage.

What was this key situation about anyway? he thought, scared.

Her heart rate jumped. She listened to Poca as she spoke, not taking her eyes off of John.

"I only know that Poca needed to find it or you would torture her more... That's all I knew of a key." She stated in a low and calm voice.

She could smell the alcohol from here. She mentally winced at the smell and the stinging of her legs.

Aladdin looked from Cinderella to Pocahontas, wondering what this torture was about. Why did it happen? Who had the key, and where did it go? What was it for?

He struggled deeply, trying to remain what little cool he had left.
"Dimitri took something very... personal from me..."
He said it through gritted teeth, barely understandable.
"ARE YOU ALL JUST GOING TO SIT THERE TELLING ME YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT IT?!"
His rage exploded and as he pulled his arms out in exasperation he accidently hit the trigger with his shaking finger shooting one of the persons in the neck, causing an immidiate death.
Even John froze in shock for a second. It was the one person he had not wanted to kill.
The one person John still considered at least somewhat innocent and pure.
It was Cody... what had he done?

Pocahontas jumped, looking to see a young boy get shot as he fell down. Her eyes widened even more, letting her hand squeeze Cindy's. She didn't want to let go..Her eyes didn't bear look up to John. She couldn't look at him now..Too much terror was going on. Her hair fell in front of her face, hiding her face from John..Hiding from everybody. The tears started to fall..

[OOC, NOOO CODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *cries*]

(OOC: O.O John do you took drugs? *giggles*)

Cinderella squeezed Pocahontas' hand tightly as she squeezed her eyes shut when John pulled the trigger.

She slowly opened her eyes, not wanting to look. Her gaze went to the still body of the little boy and she gasped softly, tears building in her eyes. She looked back to John to see the shocked look on his face.

He hadn't meant to... Why did he bring the boy out here if he hadn't meant to kill him?

She looked over at Pocahontas and pulled her into a hug, silent tears falling down her own cheeks.

Aladdin heard more yelling from John, and his heart stopped temporarily when he heard Dimitri's name. He had only met him by talking through the wall, and he still didn't know about the key. But he knew now who was the reason this was all happening. Dimitri. What had he done?

Aladdin wished he had the information to give him so that this could stop. But it wasn't going to stop, not until too much blood was lost. Just as that thought crossed his mind, he saw John pull the trigger, and Aladdin watched in horror as a young boy was shot. He gasped as the boy hit the floor, killed on impact, blood gushing from his neck. The poor lifeless face, eyes filled with horror... Aladdin looked away and winced.

Not another child... Aladdin thought. He hoped and prayed that someone here knew something about what John was pissed about, so that they could tell him and move on with no more deaths. But he knew deep down that there was a good chance that Cody was only the start of today's events.

OOc: Holy crap...

[OOC: Yeah I know o.O This is annoying, because this is my only free time really, and THIS is the time that nobody is talking. And I just KNOW as soon as I'm too busy, or I'm sleeping or something, I'll miss a ton of stuff. -.-]

{OOC: I would be replying, but no one is giving me anything to reply too >.<}

Sinbad sat on the ground, looking rather confused. What was with this sudden change of attitude? This was not like the Villain at all.
He looked around at the other people in the garden.
Sinbad thought about saying something, but when he saw John's gun, he decided not to.
What was he even talking about? Some key? What the hell was all this.

Sinbad heard him mention Dimitri's name. So this was all his fault?
Sinbad was chocked when he heard John fire the gun. He looked at the little boy who got hit.
Just like that. Dead.
He stared at the dead body for a long while. Then he looked at John. The expression on his face showed that it was an accident. He seemed just as shocked as everyone else. But none the less he had just killed a little boy.

"If Dimitri is the one who stole something," Sinbad said eventually, when the worst shock had worn off. "... then what the hell is this? Why are you confronting us, not him?" He had started in a low voice, as if not to upset the Villain in any way, but he raised it towards the end, wihtout really realizing it.

He knew that Sinbad's words were true. He knew it all too well. Yet, he refused to accept it. Driven by rage and despair he kept yelling and waving the gun uncontrolled. John had always, from an early age, been mentally scarred beyond any point of recovery. Lately his missery had only piled up and kept hurting him until he was just about to break. And this was it. The last drop.
He walked over to Helga and pulled her hair for her to come with him. He had pulled her by her hair, her desperatly trying to follow as fast as possible on her knees, but she just wasn't fast enough, and John took it all out on her hair.
When they were both in reasonable distance from the others he pointed the gun directly at her temple, preparing to pull the trigger. He had just murdered an innocent boy. A child. This was nothing in comparison. There was no way any of them could believe he was bluffing when he spoke again.
"Someone better start telling something, or it's off with her fucking head!"
As he started uttering the words, he spoke almost gently, although through gritted teeth. Towards the end though, his word ending in something that resembled more of a shout.

Pocahontas gasped, watching Helga get picked up by John. She went to get up, but backed up fast back into Cindy's arms as he screamed at her. She didn't know anything else about the key..And she surely wasn't going to lie and say she did. Her face then buried into Cindy's shoulder. She started to tremble, praying in her mind..

Aladdin was glad Sinbad said what he was thinking, because he wasn't sure how to say it without getting shot. It was between Dimitri and John, and from what Aladdin knew, this didn't concern the rest of them. John had very little reaction to what Sinbad said though, as he only seemed to think about it reasonably for a moment before he suddenly grabbed Helga by her hair.

"No!" Aladdin said quietly to himself. He couldn't stand to watch another one of his friends die. He hadn't known her for long, but they really had a connection, they understood each other. He clenched his fist.

"Someone better start telling something, or it's off with her fucking head!" Aladdin panicked. His heart started beating faster, and he knew John wasn't messing around; he would shoot her at any moment at this point. Aladdin had nothing to say though; he didn't even know there WAS a key until he was drug outside.

He looked around at the others anxiously, hoping one of them would be able to say something.
Aladdin had always been good at coming up with things, even in these type of moments.. But he was at a loss.

Why does John have all of us here? Obviously we don't know what he's talking about., Anastasia thought to herself.

She looked at the girl John was holding with fear. Anastasia had heard everything about him from people, but seeing him in action now made her soul sink.

Anastasia started to panic once John threatened the girl's life. She didn't know anything about what John wanted information on and she was hoping someone would speak up and save the life of the woman.

Cinderella winced when John shouted. She looked up at the young woman that he was pointing the gun at.

Cinderella wished she knew something, anything that would get them out of this. She was afraid to speak and afraid to not speak.

What could she do?

She took a deep shaky breath. "John..." She said, in a tone that sounded calmer then she was. "We don't know anything." She said slowly and clearly. "If we did, we would tell you, because none of us want this." She said, keeping her tone calm as she held Pocahontas.

"Please... don't kill her..." She said, with a slight plea in her voice.

Odette spent a long time simply sitting on the ground and staring at the gun in John's hand, too scared by the way he was acting to fully pay attention to anything else around her. Only when the gun went off did she jump out of her own thoughts.

She stared at the boy as he lay on the ground and as she looked at him she started to remember what Jane had told her a long time ago.

He really does look like his father .. she thought as a tear rolled down her cheek when she remembered what had happened to Jane, unsure if she was happy or sad that he was with his mother again ..

Hearing Dimitri's name, Odette turned towards Sinbad. Was all of this really about that stupid key .. first Pocahontas and Anya had been tortured because of it and now Cody was dead .. who else had to suffer before he found out what he wanted to know?

After hearing Cinderella speak, she decided to say something herself. She didn't know what the key had been for but she'd seen it and she hoped that would be enough to distract John and keep him from killing anyone else .. at least for a little while anyway ..

'I .. I saw the key,' she said, trying her best to keep her voice from shaking too much as she stood up and looked John in the eyes.

{OOC: Want to know what my first thought was? "Odette! DON'T BE A HEROOO!!!" XDDDD Sorry, 2am and I'm tired like crazy XD}

Cinderella turned when she heard a woman speak. She looked in shock as it was Odette who spoke.

She had seen the key?...

Cinderella's thoughts turned to worry as she watched Odette stand up.

Please don't hurt her, John, please....

[ OOC: Oh good, I'm not the only one that's that tired then xD Maybe I only wrote that because it's 7am here and I haven't slept all night x3 Now I'm not sure if I can go to sleep at all since I'm so freaked out >.< ]

John was just about to lower his gun at Cinderella's words when Odette spoke.
He turned to her immidiatly. Helga was struggling to get free, but John had a tight grip on her hair, pulling it more and more.
"What do you know?" he said, the finger on the trigger shaking more as he spoke.

{OOC: Dang it, Odette! He was going to lower the gun! DX I'll reply more after class and sleep @_@ Goodnight! <33}

Sinbad stared shocked at John as he grabbed a girl by the hair and dragged her with him.
Would he really kill another one? Or would someone speak up? Even if someone did speak up, what would he do to that person?

He came back to reality as he heard John talk again. He looked at Odette, nervous by the thought of what could happen.

[ OOC: How was I supposed to know that DD: Now I feel bad for making her say anything at all >.< Night <33 ]

'I know you tortured two people to try and get it back and .. I know Dimitri ..' she said finally, 'he wouldn't tell anyone if he found something, not if it meant putting them in danger like this,' she took a small step forward, 'he showed it to me, but that's it .. I don't know what it unlocks and Cinderella's right, if any of us did we wouldn't hesitate to tell you ..'

(Occ: Maha x) Sorry guys for not being here.. -.-' )

Helga breathed heavily and saw the gun in the corner of her eye. She struggled to escape his grasp, and she hated herself for being so weak. She looked at the others in the garden and was quite surprised. People she had never met before was standing there, trying to save her life. But why should she die when she didn't even had heard of that fucking key? she kept her mouth shut, but sometimes she let out a few gasps by pain when he pulled in her hair. And from that moment, she started to be a bit scared..

John's finger trembled dangerously close to the trigger, and at any moment now he could - purposely or not - pull the trigger and take her life.
He did nothing. Said nothing. He only looked at them, his thoughtful, frowning expression obvious as the sweat ran down his forehead. What they said made sense but...
The suitcase.. it's content.. his past...
He didn't want to see it himself, let alone have anyone else see it.
The anger boiled inside him, threatening to break out at any second.

"So, can we stop this now," he started in a voice as calm as he possibly could. With him holding the gun like that, he wouldn't want to upset him more. Just try to make him stop this.
"Then you can go talk to Dimitri. Noone here knows more than they have already told."

Pocahontas looked at Odette when she spoke, looking away shortly after. She didn't want to look at anyone right now, her eyes then went to Helga. Her eyes showed fear for her, fear for Eric..Her eyes went to someone who talked, by the sound of his voice it was Sinbad.

[[OOC It's mah birthday..<.< >.>]]

"SHUTTUP!" he yelled and turned to the voice before firering a shot.
The bullet went straight through Sinbad's upper thigh, leaving a big hole in his pants, and an even bigger blood stain. Sinbad fell to the ground yelling in pain, but John paid no more attention to him. Instead he turned back to Helga and said quietly so only she could hear.
"Do you want to die?"

Pocahontas jumped, looking at Sinbad fast. She went to go to him, but she couldn't as she looked up at John.

[[OOC That is just a great gift to me on my birthday..>_> SHOOTING MY SEXY LITTLE RAPIST!!!!!
SORRY FOR THE SHORT POSTS..BUT, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY AND I'M TOO HAPPY TO BE DOING SAD POSTY POSTS!!!AND I'M HYPER HAHAHAHAHAHA!]]

[OOC: SORRY PUCK! I will get you something once I get home from school! xD]

Helga closed her eyes when he fired the shot and hoped that it wasn't at her. When she heard someone else scream, she breathed out in relief. She closed them even harder when he whispered to her and shook her head.
"No.." she said quietly. she didn't know if she should beg him not to kill her, but maybe that would only do it worse.

[[OOC >.> REALLY? 8D!? CAAAAAAAAAAAAAUSE YOUR KILLING PEOPLE ON MAH BIRTHDAY..I'm not appreciating this! XDD <33333 I would like to be free..IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!]]

Odette jumped at the gunshot, standing in shock for a moment before turning to see who had been hit. She ran towards Sinbad and knelt beside him.

'Are you ok?' she whispered worriedly, not really knowing what else to say as she stared at the blood.

OOC: @Poca: Maybe that's how the villain show affection? xD Not a very good birthday gift for either of us
))

[[OOC I know right Anya? It's our birthdays! WE WANT GIFTS! NOT JOHN KILLING PEOPLE! I AM NOT APPRECIATING THIS AND I SHALL STOMP MY FOOT! -STOMPS MY FOOT-

AND AND AND AND AND ...
<.< >.>

I WANT TO BE IN MY NEW ROOM SAFE AND SOUND.. I DON'T WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANT DEATH ON OUR BIRTHDAYS!!!!!!!

-STOMPS MY FOOT AND CRIES-

XDD]]

He could sense he wouldn't get any way with this, and threw Helga angrily on the ground before turning towards the hotel again. He'd return them all to their rooms at night when they were all sound asleep.
He wondered if he would have to come back for Sinbad or if he would have to bury him instead. It all depended on whether or not he survived until nightfall.

[[OOC Does this mean we are in new rooms?]]

{OOC: you shot me D: How could you? <.< }

Sinbad barely realized that John had fired the gun before he elt the pain in his leg. He yelled out as he fell to the ground.
He pressed his hands against his thigh.

He heard Odette's voice next to him.
"It could have been worse," he said through clenched teeth, as he thought about the boy who got shot in the neck. At least he was still alive. And that was a good thing, wasn't it? Even in here.

[Ooc, Villain if Sinbad dies.....I might do something drastic....>.>]

[OOC: Sinbad, you asked for it o.e Literally o.e Through a PM o.e And yeah, you are now in your rooms ^^ Though someone might want to sacrifice their clothing as a bandage for Sinbad before he bleeds to death v.v]

{OOC: AM I allowed to do the honors? XD}

Cinderella flinched when the gun went off again and looked at Sinbad with worry when he went down. She didn't move though, until John was gone.

She gave Pocahontas another hug, before checking to see she was all right. When she was, Cinderella went over to Sinbad, already ripping the bottom of her dress.

"Here," She said, after ripping a good portion of it. She wrapped it around his leg, hoping it would stop the bleeding.

"Thanks," he said softly as Cinderella wrapped the fabric around his leg.
He tried to moved a little, but since he could feel the pain grow stronger right away, he decided to just stay put. At least for a little while.