User:ShadedSmile

Police are contacting everyone in the area where a homicide is being investigated. The victims of the homicide was the Parker family. This family consisted of, the parents, Mary and John, three daughters, Elizabeth, Olivia, and Marcy, and last their only son Max. The bodies were discovered by Johns parents. Johns parents had come to pay them a visit, because they missed their sweet grand-children. But, when no one answered the door, they suspected maybe no one heard, so they decided to make a surprise appearance. The grand-parents knew where their son kept the spare key, so they reached under the door mat, grabbed the key and unlocked the door. The two crept up the stairs but, when they reached the living room, they saw the horrific sight of the family's lifeless bodies and blood splattered on the wall and everything in the room. Sue, the grand-mother, fainted at the sight, while her husband Charles quickly phoned police and an ambulance. A few hours passed and investigators said they will arrange for the five bodies to be picked up. "Five bodies? But there was six of them!" the investigator looked at them with a confused expression. "Ma'am, there was only five. Mary, John, Elizabeth, Olivia, and Marcy. Those are the only bodies found in the whole house.". Then another investigator came out. "Hey, we have something in one of the rooms you might want to see." the two investigators walked into the house. They walked into Max's room. On the wall, there was a message written in blood, and with a knife stuck in the wall. "Want to play a game?" one of them said under his breath. "Hey, I found a note!" one of the other investigators said picking it up carefully with his gloved hands. "Open." He read out, he then proceeded to open the note. "You lose?" he said confused as to how he lost. In a second, all his co-corkers were dead. Sue and Charles were outside getting impatient, they then decided to go into the house. They looked around the house and when they reached Max's room, they were greeted with the dead bodies of all the investigators and.. Max pinning the only one left alive. Maxs hair was red, shaggy, and covering his eyes. He as wearing a black and white striped bandana covering his nose and everything down to his neck. His shirt was a red and black sweater with a white hood, his pants were old, black, ripped up jeans, and his shoes were black Toms. His knife he had in the wall was now used to slit the investigators throat. Max had killed them all, but Max had not yet noticed his grand-parents watching him. He was getting up while chuckling darkly at his work, Max then turned to see his grand-parents, frozen in fear. His eyes widened and he was debating whether to kill them or enjoy a very long chase. His grand-parents were watching Maxs every move. They noticed his eyes were not the normal grey, but they were red. This absolutely terrified them. Max then started clicking and shaking. "His transient tic and stereotypic movement disorders are kicking in.." Sue mumbled. Charles only hummed a response. Then, Max spoke to them. "We're going to play a game, grandfather.." Max said darkly. Charles remembered when him and Max would play games and when Max would ask to play. But when he used to ask, it was in a joyful stuttered sentence. "What would.. you like to play, M-Max?" Charles said trying to sound brave even though he was fearing for his life. "You and grandmother, have 1 minute to get out of the house... or you lose." Max chuckled after finishing his sentence. His grand-parents ran as fast as they could outside and told the police outside. The police barged in with his grand-parents and saw, on the steps, there were multiple notes, and a larger piece of paper saying pick one. One of the officers picked one and opened it, when he did, a knife was shot to his head, one of the other officers picked up the note and read out, "You lose." and when he did, Maxs booming laughter echoed through the house. "HAHA! ME, LOSE? YOU MUST BE JOKING!! HAHA! I NEVER LOSE MY OWN GAME!" it was quiet, too quiet. "Pick another note, Mr. Smith." Max said in a way only a maniac could say. Deputy Smith turned pale. He picked a note. "Hide and Seek, Max is it." He read out. Then Max hopped down the stairs. "Grandmother, Grandfather, you know the time frame, one minute." Max said as he started counting, as the time was running out, Maxs voice got deeper... more, demonic. '''No one knows who won.... But Max. '''