ICarly:

Toll of Vengeance

The rain fell hard on Seattle, Washington on the night of July 9th, 2005. The city was quiet, except in the downtown district. A young girl's screams eminated from a ravaged abandoned warehouse.

Missy smiled a wickedly satisfied smile as she smashed the crowbar into Sam's back again. "Had enough, sweetie?" Missy mocked.

Sam rolled onto her back, which throbbed as it hit the cold ground. The blond teenager moaned in agony.

"Well I'm just getting started," Missy replied to the girl's moaning, her voice angry. The red-haired girl swung the into Sam's face, knocking her onto her side. "Do you feel that? That's what I felt when you stole Carly from me! When you shipped me onto that miserable boat for a year!" Missy smacked Sam in her other cheek, knocking her back onto her stomach.

Meanwhile, Carly charged towards the warehouse, her heart pounding, sweat pouring down her face, and her breath heavy. "I'm coming, Sam," she said to herself.

Back at the warehouse, Missy delivered the final blow to Sam, knocking her onto her back. The blond girl's head turned to the left, and her body fell limp.

"Goodbye, Sam," said Missy, satisfied with her accomplishment. "There just wasn't enough room in Carly's heart for both of us." The redhead then casually walked out of the building, and pressed a button on a handheld device she was holding.

After afew seconds, the warehouse exploded in a vicious ball of fire and smoke. Carly watched from several feet away, her face frozen with the agonized shock she was feeling. She had failed her friend, her sister. Left her to die.

The brunett fell to her knees, and let the tears flow down her face like rain from an unforgiving storm.

Come midnight, Missy finally fell asleep on the couch in the living room, the twisted thoughts of what the future held for her and Carly, who would surely come crawling back to her flowing through her mind.

The door swung open, and Carly stood in the doorway, her face grave and drenched with rage. "Missy!" screamed Carly.

The redheaded teen sat up, startled. "Carly," she said. "What are you doing here?"

"You killed you," Carly answered, her voice trembling with rage. "Any friendship we ever had is gone."

"So whatter you gonna do, Carly," Missy replied, her voice sarcastic and cruel. "Slap me on the rist? Give me a lecture?"

"...No," replied Carly, her voice grave. The teenage girl then pulled a handgun from her pocket, and silenced Missy.

Rain continue to fall to the city, which was as silent as a graveyard.