BASED OFF SCREAM:

CHAPTER 11:

Billy approached Paul's house and slipped in through the back door. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He was doing something that he had mocked all horror movies for. He was going into a house that he knew the killer was in to save his dumb ass friend.

The house was in pitch black and he was afraid to turn the light on in case it gave him away. Billy scrambled through some of the drawers and found a sharp knife. He then silently crept into the living room.

Beer bottles and junk littered the place, Billy guessed that Paul had got pissed and just left the house. Or Paul was the killer.

Billy then noticed Dewey's car outside again. _I knew it! _He silently congratulated himself and turned to go kill the son of a bitch when someone tackled him from the darkness.

Billy was caught off guard and was thrown onto the coffee table.

Stu sat against the door, worried and sore. He had tried so hard to break down the door but either that door was rock solid or he was a complete wimp.

He had also tried to shout on Paul but there had been no answer. In fact Paul must have gone out as their hadn't been a single sound from upstairs all night.

He glanced around the basement. All that was in there with him was a box of old clothes and an empty fridge. Sighing he rested his head against the door and closed his eyes. He needed to get out of the basement before the killer decided his time was up.

That's when he heard the crash from upstairs. He jumped up pressed his ear against the door.

Billy scrambled to his feet just as the killer dived at him again. The two went flying across the room and Billy dropped the knife. "OH NO!"

Stu heard someone begin to curse and realized it must be Billy's voice.

"Billy? BILLY!" he began to pound on the door. Finally! Someone had come to help him.

Suddenly the other to in the basement that led outside began to shake and then it was pulled open.

Stu cautiously stepped towards it not wanting to let his guard down. Dewey then appeared at the top of the stairs. "Stu?"

"Dewey!" Stu hurried over to him and led him out of the basement and into the garden. "The killer trapped me in there and I think I know who it is!"

"Who?" Dewey asked reaching into his coat pocket and drawing out a hand gun.

Billy kicked the punched the killer in the stomach, knocking it back. He then made a grab for the knife but the killer grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. It then kicked the back of Billy's knees.

The killer threw Billy to one side and carefully picked up the knife. Billy tried to tackle it off the killer but the killer merely kneed him in the groin, "Now, now Billy boy. You have to let me reveal myself before we start the big fight."

Billy looked up and watched as the killer pulled off the farther death mask to reveal….

"Paul? Why?" Billy asked confused. He struggled to his feet and leaned against the wall.

"well," He began as he took off the rest of the outfit. "when I heard about the killings in Woodsboro I was fascinated. A real life horror film! The killer was even wearing a mask! I followed the story carefully, I even found out all about Maureen Prescott's murder."

Billy listened and discreetly glanced around the room for some sort of weapon, anything he could hurt Paul with. There was a lampshade not that far away from him but he couldn't really grab that without Paul noticing.

"Then when I woke up one morning," Paul continued, "it was all over the news. They'd found out who the killer was and the whole thing sounded exactly like a horror film. I'll admit I was disappointed when I found out that it was her dad that did it. But then I found out about the two survivors and then I realized that all good films should have a sequel."

"But then you found out that me and Stu were really the killers." Billy muttered, "and you what wanted us to carry on our work?"

Paul held the knife up and a smiled slightly, "Well sort of. See I've come to the conclusion that it would be better to be the hero than the killer. If I kill you and show the tapes to the cops then I'll be the survivor, the hero. Think of the fame!"

"okay I get your motive but why make us kill Sarah and those other two?" Billy had decided to use the phone table as a weapon.

Paul shrugged. "People who've bugged me over the years. Now do you wanna find out who my partner is?"

Billy was just preparing himself to attack when his heart stopped. "Partner?"