I've sort of had this disturbing idea in my head of a Rachel that never got caught for her parents' deaths and later becomes a little insane. She grows a twisted obsession for the killer that cops have been searching for. Making her home into a dollhouse and ends up meeting Zack while he is on the run from cops. It might be a little out of character but let's push the Edge! This was originally going to be a one shot but couldn't figure out to make it short. Hope you enjoy!

ZACK'S POV

"Shit! Gotta lose these fuckin pigs." I thought to myself. It's raining and i'm drenched in blood from my most recent kill. How the fuck was I to know he had a partner?!? Doesn't matter, just need to keep going, I know these alleys. These alleys lead to a familiar street. I climb up in a nearby tree wait. Those bright lights waving around searching the area. After a few minutes they piss off down the road. Dumbasses, easy to lose. Before climbing down, there was a window open, white curtains flowing from the crazy wind rain. This could be a chance of a break! The room inside looked empty, so I climb inside. Before I could get in, something rips my arm.

"Oww fucking damn it! Today is just not my day!" there was a piece of a sharp branch got caught and decided to cut me. Didn't matter, I got in the room. This room, is kinda plain boring! Who the hell lived here?!? I took a look around spotting a small picture of a little girl with I guess is her parents. Fuck, their smiles are just pissing me off! The parents smiles mostly, the brat in the middle her eyes just scream creepy. I smash the picture throwing it at the wall, then stepping on it.

"HAHAHA!!! NOT SO HAPPY NOW ARE YA?!" I take the mirror off the wall smash it on the ground. The sweet sound of destruction! Fills me joy every time! I smash a few more things until I can't find anything else breakable in the room.

"ON TO THE NEXT ONE BITCHES!!" I slammed open the door and walked down the hallway. Static noise was coming from somewhere. It must be a tv, aww fuck! That means someone still lives here! I went to turn back down the hallway but was stopped by what I was seeing.

"What in the-" it was some chick in a white ruffled dress. Her head was down and bangs covered her face. She slowly walked forward. I pull my knife out of my hoodie and hold it forward.

"Fuck off kid! Come any closer and your dead!" I took a threatening stance, but she kept walking. I went a little closer, she stopped. I stop walking and she begins. "You think this a game!? I'M SERIOUS!" I walk until i'm in front of her hold my knife above her to slash. Before I swung my arm she took it pressed the blade to her neck. She slowly lifts her head up and stares at me.

"Will you really… kill me?" asking with a small smile and her big eyes that just screams "i'm already dead inside."

I hope you enjoyed and I will have ch2 up and ready!