Taiy-Chan: Okay, I know I said that I wouldn't start any more stories for the time being... But I couldn't help it! Up at the cottage, me and my friends played this game called 13 Dead End Drive. Dunno if you guys have played it before, but we thought it was fun.
Basically, in the game, this old lady dies and there are 12 people that can inherit her money. You go through the game trying to kill people and be the last one standing.
That's where I got the idea for this story from!
It will be a pretty short story, probably no more than 12 chapters. The chapters are going to be relatively short as well, because I'm going to end every chapter after someone dies.
So, I hope you enjoy!
"Talking"
Letter
"Other end of the phone"
Chapter One
The Invitation
My Friends,
As you have surely heard, our dear Pauline has recently passed away. She did not die because of any illness, or any drug. She was killed by a sugar overdose.
We know that you have suffered greatly, but we only ask one favor of you.
Pauline's family's one hundred million dollars need a home. Her only family is her grandmother, who is too old to be able to keep the money.
You are invited to come to Thirteen Dead End Drive to discuss who is to take this money home.
Come to the house by 7:00pm tonight.
Reading over the letter once again, Kai frowned. What was this anyways? Pauline couldn't possibly be dead... His life long friend...
This must be some sort of crazy joke.. Never the less, he might as well go. It could prove to be fun.
Kai grinned.
"I wonder who else will be there?"
Michelle stared at the letter in her hand, reading it over again for the fourth time.
What in all hells?
She jumped when the phone rang, shaking her head and answering it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Miche!"
"Emily! Did you get the letter?"
"Yeah! What do you think it means? Pauline can't be dead, right?"
"I don't know, but we better go over there to keep her house in one piece all the same."
"Right. But shouldn't you stay home then?"
"Why?"
"Well, you said we had to protect her house... You being there... Well, we don't want you setting it on fire or anything..."
"SHUT UP! I'm not THAT klutzy!"
"Uh..."
"Grrrr! Whatever. I'll see you there"
Michelle slammed the phone down on the receiver.
"I'm not that klutzy." she repeated, accidentally knocking over her drink. She glared at the spot where it was on the ground, the juice spreading over the carpet.
"DAMN IT!"
Tala shook his head, scrunching up the letter and throwing it into the garbage.
"Stupid prank."
"Tala!" Tala's head shot up as his mother ran into the room. "I heard the news!" she said, her long red hair flying around her face. "Pauline is dead! Finally! All of her money will be ours!"
Tala sweatdropped.
"Mom, she can't possibly-"
"You must go to the house tonight and get that money no matter what!"
"Mom, I don't want her money! I actually liked her! She was my step sister!"
"And then you will come back, and we will be rich!"
Tala jumped to his feet.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?" he shouted.
His mother whacked him over the head.
"Don't talk to me like that, Tala. Now get to your room and get ready for tonight." she said, pushing him towards the hallway.
"Mom! I said---"
"Go on!"
"ALRIGHT THEN! I'll go to the stupid... whatever it is." Tala huffed, stomping up to his room, muttering to himself about insane mothers and something about an asylum...
"That's my boy." his mother said, looking lovingly after her son.
Ray gasped as he read the letter he just got out of the mailbox. He sat in front of one of the stalls in the barn and read it again.
"How could this have happened?" he asked out loud, feeling tears well up in his eyes.
The horse that was occupying the stall behind the raven haired man pocked his head out, nuzzling Ray's long hair.
Ray reached a hand up and stroked the horse's neck.
"She was one of the best riders I've ever taught." he sighed."I must go and make sure her money falls into the right hands."Ray said, nodding.
Mariah wiped tears from her eyes, hiccuping as she put the letter in her pocket.
"So Mrs. Smith is dead... Her beautiful hair! Will I never be able to cut it again?" She broke into sobs, dabbing her face with a brightpurple handkerchief.
"Ah well." she said, tossing her pink hair over her shoulder. "At least I have a chance at getting all that money! MUHAHAHHAHAHAHA!"
Lisa sat down on her couch, still reading the letter she just received. When she was done, she stared out into the distance.
And then it hit her.
"OH MY GOD! PAULINE IS DEAD!" she screamed running to the kitchen and throwing her arms around her mom.
"Mom! Pauline is dead!" she cried, sobbing into her mother's shirt.
Andrea put her arms around her daughter and stroked her brown hair.
"Pauline? You mean that fourteen year old girl you used to baby sit?" she asked. Lisa nodded.
"Oh sweety... How did she die?" Andrea asked.
"S...Sugar overdose..." Lisa chocked, bursting into tears again.
Her mother frowned.
"Sugar overdose?" she repeated. Lisa nodded her head again.
"O...okaaayyy..."
"I have to go to her house tonight to help decide who will inherit her money." Lisa explained, letting go of her mom and handing her the letter.
Andrea read over the letter quickly.
"Alright then, I'll drive you over."
"Thanks mom."
"Doctor?" Beauregarde looked up from his paperwork as his secretary strode over to his desk.
"Ah, yes my dear Sally?" he said, putting down his pen and clasping his hands together on the desk.
Sally blushed.
"Um, well, this letter just came for you." she said, shyly handing the envelope over to the doctor.
"To Dr. Beauregarde III... Hmmm. Yes.. Oh dear... Ooooh..." he muttered as his eyes landed on the part about the money.
"Her millions of dollars!" he exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. The secretary couldn't sworn that she saw a couple of his grey strands fall to the ground.
"Do I have any patients tonight?" he asked Sally. The woman shook her head.
"Good, good." Beauregarde said, smiling.
After tonight, his doctoring days could be over!
"And all the girls will be mine..." he whispered, rubbing his hands together.
Pervert.
A short, chubby, curly haired woman sat in her classroom, looking over the letter one of her students just handed to her.
She wore a red vest and black shirt underneath that was about five sizes too small. Her dark pants had white chalk all over it from where she wiped her hands.
French posters lined the wall. Projects were hung up here and there.
"Pauline is dead?" she muttered. Lookingover the letter, she spotted something very nice indeed..."Money? ...Lots of money?" She smiled an evil smile, her too-high painted eyebrows raising up to her hair line. "FORMIDABLE!"
Taiy-Chan: There you have it. The first chapter to 13 Dead End Drive. You will meet Tyson and Poopsie in the next chapter. Remember, the chaps are going to be around this long, okay? So.. review please and tell me what you think!