Ilvecoffee-n-narutoYouth: Well, here it is, the last chapter. It's kind of long, but I just had to have it come to a good ending, so it just got longer and longer, but three pages isn't that long, right? I actually had fun writing this story, and I want to thank anyone who read this, especially to the reviewer who suggested this story, and to all who told me to continue. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee (wish I did) and I don't own Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way (SOOOOOOO glad I don't)

(Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer. Do you know you're unlike any other?)

Everyone gasped as they looked at Kurt, standing over the unconscious body of Ebony, tightly clutching a book in his hands. He looked like he was about to go into shock.

"Damn Hummel," Santana smirked as she started filing her hands.. "What did you do?"

"I-I didn't mean to. It was an accident. How much damage can a book do?"

"Apparently a lot Kurt," Rachel said as she kneeled next to Ebony. She wiped the blood from the cut on Tara's head wound from her hand on the carpet, then shuddered. "She's dead."

"Badass Kurt!" Puck held his hand out for Kurt to high five him, but Rachel glared at him.

"It's not badass, Noah, it's homicide."

"Actually man-hands, I think that'd be manslaughter. It was unpremeditated: a crime of passion." The Latina girl stopped filing her nails as everyone stared at her. "What? I watch a lot of Law and Order."

"It doesn't matter what it is. All I care about is not going to jail. Someone get me a trash bag."

"Kurt!" Rachel shrieked. "We have to go to the police."

"No, Berry, we don't have to do anything. You have to keep your hellish mouth shut, while I hide the body."

"Kurt, dude," Finn looked around the room in obvious distress. He wasn't quite sure what was going on. "Do you think that's a good idea?"

Kurt gave Finn his best 'Ice-Bitch' glare. "Do you want to join Ebony in the trash bag? I've already killed once today, I doubt a second time would make that much of a difference. Double homicide, bitch?" Finn's face drained of colour, and he didn't say anything else to Kurt.

"Noah, do you think you can get a trash bag in here?" He asked the mohawked teen.

"Sure, princess." He stood, flexed his 'guns' once, then walked out the door, probably towards the janitor's closet.

"Wait," Brittany yelled out, reminding everyone that she was still in the classroom. "Where is Mr. Schue?"

-Meanwhile at Eboby's house-

A loud banging could be heard coming from a coffin in the living room.

"Help! Help! Can anyone hear me?" His voice sounded hoarse, as if he'd been screaming for a couple of hours. "I've got to get to my school for Glee club! Help!"'

"Shut the fuck up!" A woman who looked eerily similar to Enoby said as she was sitting on top of the coffin. "Nobody cares about your damn glee club. Say one more thing and I'm burning this house to the ground."

-Back at McKinley-

"It's doesn't matter, Brittany. He's better off gone for now." Kurt pushed his bangs out of his eye. "Where the hell is Noah!"

"Right here, lady." Puck said as he walked through the door with a black trash bag crumpled in his fist.

"Good," Kurt walked over to Puck and took the trash bag from him, then closed and locked the classroom door with the key he took off of Mr. Schue's desk. "Now Noah, Finn, help me lift her into the bag.

"Hell no!" Puck screamed. "That shit's too hot. I'm not touching that."

"You stole an ATM, Puckerman," Kurt glared. "You've been to juvie for Grilled Cheesus's sake! You shouldn't have a problem putting a body in a bag. Pretend she's a blow up doll or something."

"Yeah, Puck, I don't want my step-brother going to jail. Who's gonna give me warm milk then?"

"Fine whatever." He grumbled.

"Okay!" Kurt clapped his hands together once, in delight. "Mercedes, can you help me hold the bag open while they lift it in?"

"Kay, white boy." Mercedes held one end of the bag open, while Kurt had the other, then Noah and Finn dumped the body into the bag with a huff.

"She's heavy for a white bitch." Puck massaged his fingers.

"You can't talk about a woman like that, Noah!" Rachel said.

"That thing," Kurt sneered. "Is not a lady. It's a harpy. Hmm, Rachel, she just might be related to you."

"Real funny, Hummel." Rachel said, as everyone laughed.

"Boys, can you two take the trash bag out to the garbage can? Now all we have to worry about is getting the blood out of the carpet."

-Glee-

"Hey look it's Jewfro!" Azimio yelled as he and his partner in crime, Karofsky, cornered the boy against his locker.

"Z, did you read the last 'blog' this loser put up on that stupid website of his?"

"I sure did K. I do believe it said something along the lines that we were: dumb Neanderthals."

"I-I-I didn't even use your names! You can't say that it's about you." Karofsky punched the locker area right next to Jacob's head, making him jump.

"We're not idiots, and I do believe you've just earned yourself a trip to the dumpster." Karofsky grabbed his legs, and Azimio grabbed his upper body and began to carry him down the school hallways.

"Please no, this is a new shirt."

"What do you boys think you are doing?" A strong Indian accent interrupted them. They all turned around to see Principal Figgins standing behind them.

"Uh," Azimio started.

"Z and I were just…congratulating Jacob here on his first successful blog post."

Figgins looked from Jacob's frightened face to Azimio to Karofsky and back to Jacob who was shaking his head no slightly. "Very well then, carry on." He walked back down the hallway to stop one of the Hockey players from slushying a member of the chess team. The two boys smirked and then marched Jacob out the school doors and threw him in the nearest dumpster. Then they walked away laughing.

"Ugh!" Jacob yelled, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "It smells like Casey Anthony in here." He reached his hands up to try and pull himself up into a standing position, but he saw something wet covering his hands, so he wiped them off on his jeans. From the little sunlight coming into the garbage can, he could see that it was red. "What the hell?"

With a shaking hand, he reached towards the only bag in the trashcan and pulled slightly on it, since it wasn't even tied. A pale arm flopped out of the bag, followed by a loud shriek.

-Glee-

Police sirens could be heard all over the school as about six squad cars and the Medical Examiner surrounded the garbage can. Most of the students were also at the scene, along with the glee club. Kurt was currently reminding them to keep their mouths shut, or they could join her in the seventh level of hell. When the detectives had pulled the body out of the garbage can and laid her on the ground, one of the detectives let out a scream of triumph.

"Finally! Someone killed this bitch!" He pumped his fist and threw his hat in the air. All of the gleeks looked on in shock.

"Wait, this is Ebony, isn't it?" The medical examiner leaned down closer to her face. "Good god it is Ebony! Finally!"

"Hallelujah!"

"Thank you, Jesus, just, thank you."

"If the person who killed this demon is here, please step forward. We want to thank you." After about a minute, Kurt hesitantly stepped forward. Everyone who was assigned to the case bowed down at his feet.

"You are a hero young man! You just don't know how happy we are that you did this!"

"So, I'm not going to jail?"

"Superheroes don't get thrown in jail."

-End-

(So how come when I reach out my fingers, it feels like more than just distance between us?)

Ilvecoffee-n-narutoYouth: Wow, I think "Double homicide, bitch?" was my favourite line. Well, how did you like the story as a whole? Please review and tell me. Do it so that Ebony stays dead and doesn't return as a ghost to haunt the glee club. We don't want another Moaning Myrtle.