Jeepers Creepers Goes To School

Chapter 2

"This time you'll be ready?" Questioned Speakman, "Just how ready will you be?!"

"Well, I've got this." Tony stated as he reached into the front of his pants and pulled out a revolver, "and I've got crate of ammo for it in my office."

"You had a gun and a crate of ammunition in a school?" Questioned Mr. Holmes.

"Yup," Replied Tony, "and a hand grenade."

"A hand grenade?" Exclaimed Mr. Holmes.

"A hand grenade." Replied Tony.

"Well I've got a lot of knives in the kitchen." Said the cook, "We could use those."

"Great." Said Tony as he stood up, still clutching his revolver, "Let's go to the kitchen."

The group headed off to the kitchen. They walked in silence, each knowing that death was a very real possibility that night. They arrived at the kitchen doors.

"You guys go in there and stock up on knives and anything else you think might be useful," instructed Tony, "I'll head up to my office and get some ammo." Tony turned and walked away down the hall.

The cook, Mr. Speakman, Mr. Holmes, Mr. Bowers and Mr. Ashe all headed into the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Tony began climbing the stairs to the second floor of the school, where his office was. Even though his gun wasn't loaded, Tony held his finger on the trigger. He reached the second floor, and walked down the hall to his office. When he reached the door, he grabbed the handle. It was locked. Just as he left it. He took out his key and slid it into the keyhole. He turned it to the left. There was a small click as the door unlocked. Tony pushed the door open and walked inside.

The room was pitch black. He reached over and felt the wall. He slid his hand along it until he felt the light switch. He flicked it up. Nothing. He had forgotten that the power was out. He felt his way over to his desk. He crouched down and reached under the desk to where his ammo crate was hidden. Tony slid the crate out from under the desk and lifted off the lid. The moonlight reflected off the bullets in the box. Tony picked up the box and set it on his desk. There was a loud cracking noise and buzzing as the lights turned back on.

Tony's eyes adjusted to the light. He felt a cold breeze that made him shiver. He looked over to the office window. The window was wide open...

"Aw fuck..." Tony said aloud to himself. He heard the office door close behind him. He slowly turned around. There, standing on the other side of the office, was none other than The Creeper himself. Tony kept his cool. He stood there looking at his nemesis.

Without breaking eye-contact, Tony began loading his gun, "You killed my father." Began Tony as he loaded bullet number two, "You killed my mother." Tony slipped in bullet number three, "You killed my brothers and my sisters." Tony inserted bullets number four and five, "You even killed my fucking dog and I liked that fucking dog!" Tony put in the final bullet. He pulled the hammer back on his revolver and pointed it at the Creeper, "And now, you've come to this school so you can kill me? Well guess what mother fucker, School's out!" Tony's grip tightened around the trigger as he fired a shot through the Creeper's chest. He shot again. And again. Tony unloaded all six shots into the Creeper's chest. Tony lowered his smoking gun to his side. The Creeper stood on the other side of the room. Light shined through the six holes in his chest. The Creeper raised one of his arms in the air. He put his fingers together and snapped. As if on cue the power was out again. Tony felt a rush of air go by him. He was alone now in the darkness. The Creeper was gone, but he'd be back, and when he returned, Tony wasn't going to let him get away again.