#does Anika live or does she die on the way to the hospital only making the situation more tragic because there's the hope she will be fine.

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Oh my god? Is that the sound..of me asking for yet another apartment scene AU?! yes…yes it is (I’m sorry)

Okay but imagine the apartment scene if Danny hadn’t noticed what was happening to Quinn (so no ladder to safety) and they just assumed Quinn was “enjoying herself” until her body came flying through the door, Tara freezing in panic at the sight of yet another friends dead body AND her home being invaded again. Ghostface gifs straight for the table, they have no-where to run but the kitchen..there’s nothing in the kitchen and…... (I also feel like this AU would be cool with 2 ghostfaces in the attack so we can still have all 5 characters in the scene)

Consider for a moment that the 'body' that's intended to be switched with Quinn is already in her room. It's hidden under a blanket under the bed, there's some boxes, the duvet hangs over the bed, it's not noticeable. She keeps the window open, the room stays cool. Some candles, incense, and air fresheners litter the room to help cover up any smells that may occur. (She'd seduced her weeks ago, this girl with the similar build and the same hair, kept up the flirty talk, invited her over earlier in the day when she knew the apartment would be empty.)

Her father tells her it's time to make a move. Ethan climbs out of the closet and goes to take care of her guest in the bathroom. She pulls out the body and displays it face down on the floor in sight of the door. If all goes well, they won't have time to notice, but she needs them to believe she's dead, just in case. She puts on her robe and waits behind the door. Ethan returns, they share a nod, and she screams.

He kicks the bedroom door open and storms out. Quinn puts the mask on and waits.

Ethan goes straight for Anika, who's barely stood up from the couch when she's speared with a knife. Mindy screams for her, Sam and Chad run forward. Ethan enjoys dragging the knife upwards and gets tackled. Tara stands frozen at the table for a moment before she begins to move forward, only to be stopped by her own knife in the stomach as a second Ghostface appears.

Tara's choked gasp distracts Sam, as she looks back to see a knife being yanked out of her sister as Ghostface kicks her back into the table, bowls and cutlery go crashing to the floor.

Sam leaps up to face the second Ghostface, who slashes out at her with the knife to keep her away. Chad is wrestling with the first, who manages to get a slash in across his side when Sam jumps up. Mindy is helping Anika, dragging her towards the door. She pauses, uncertain, but Chad yells at her to go, to get to safety, to get help. She takes a heavily bleeding Anika and goes.

Ethan gets a few more stabs in as Chad is distracted by his sister. He knows Chad's weakness is needing to feel like a hero. He relishes taking advantage of it.

Tara grabs at Ghostface's ankle as it lunges for her sister, giving Sam the opportunity to grab the chair she was hiding behind and swing it at them.

Ethan abandons Chad to help his sister, stabbing Sam in the shoulder from behind. She turns to deal with him and Quinn kicks out at Tara, catching her in the side of the head. Chad has made his way up and jumped at Quinn-as-Ghostface while Tara scrambles to get up off the floor. She manages to grab the knife from Ghostface as they struggle with Chad, and he smashes their back against the wall and throws them to the side.

Seeing this, Ethan backs up towards his partner, knife held out. "It's really been fun," he jeers, "but I just remembered we're double booked. Places to go, people to kill, you know how it is." Quinn is back on her feet and the two of them run for the door.

Sam lets them go, rushing instead for her sister, and Chad who has slid to the floor.

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Random M’Baku Headcanons Part 2

A/N: Sorry this took so long y’all, my life’s been crazy busy lately but I’m still gonna try to release one more story this week because I said was gonna shoot for three a week! If you haven’t already, please read my “Random M’Baku” HCs and then my “Is This Love” Blurb to catch up, they’re crucial to the story! Hope y’all enjoy!

- The stares were the worst. The stares were definitely the worst. Anything else you could handle but the way people would openly stare at you as if you were some sort of disgrace amongst the village. That was hard to take.

- “The Prince could do much better anyway,” an old woman in the market said as you completed your purchase. Okay maybe the stares weren’t the worst part.

- Ever since the nature of you and Morkurra’s relationship had been know to the village... along with M’Baku’s intentions, it was as if you were even more of a social pariah than before and you didn’t think that imaginable.

- When most of the men your age avoided you like the plague before, it hurt but it wasn’t unbearable. But now it seemed almost everyone scurried out of your path now, men, women, and children alike.

- Girls you’d went to school with, known since you were in diapers, would whisper “Whore” as you walked by. You tried to pretend it didn’t hurt but it did. You were by no means the most loved individual in the village (that was M’Baku by a long shot) but to see them all turn their back on you was something completely different.

- All but one.

- Morkurra stood by you as always, his love just as gentle and sincere as it had been from the start.

You knew they weren’t giving Morkurra as hard a time as yourself. Hell, you knew they weren’t giving Morkurra a hard time at all. He was huge, intimidating, skilled in battle and could knock even the crowned prince flat on his ass. Nobody had the gall to approach him the way they did you.

- Nobody but one.

- M’Baku made it very well known he wished to obliterate Morkurra the first chance he got and challenged him to a rematch, which Morkurra, of course, declined in respect for you. He knew if he stepped into battle with M’Baku again, one of them would have to die and the odds did not look to be In M’Baku’s favor. So he refused the Prince’s Challenge.

- Well finally the day came, much sooner than anyone expected, that M’Baku would be crowned Chief of the Jabari. Everyone knew it was inevitable but it was presumed that the current chief had many years left in the throne, yet he suddenly decided to just give it up to M’Baku.

- “My son is ready. More ready than I’ve ever seen him.” The elder chief M’Boka said the day before his crowning. You planned on staying far away from the event entirely. It wasn’t like anyone wanted you there anyway.

- How wrong you were. The night before the ceremony, there was a loud pounding at your door. You were going to open it before Morkurra quickly shooed you away, saying he would handle it. You went to the far side of your living room and peeked around the corner to see what was going on.

- There were about roughly five (that you could see from your view) huge Jabari warriors standing at your door. The second they saw Morkurra, they all saluted their Commander.

- “What is the meaning of this?” Morkurra said in a harsh tone you weren’t used to hearing him use.

- “We are under the orders of the crown to deliver strict instructions to Miss (Y/N), Commander Sir.” One of them recited seamlessly.

- “And they sent so many of you why?” Morkurra growled.

- “.......” silence.

- “I asked you a question, underling!” Morkurra’s voice boomed, nearly shaking the walls.

- “For our own Protection sir.” The same one recited with much less confidence. You chose this moment to step out of your little corner and make yourself known.

- “Instructions for what?” You said trying to squeeze by Morkurra’s giant frame but he was having none of it, pulling you behind him just in case this visit still had any hint of ill intention to it.

- “Your presence is required at the naming of the new Cheiftain tomorrow ma’am. You are to be the bearer of the crown and to report to the sacred ceremonial hall two hours prior to the event taking place. If your presence is not punctual, you will be fetched.” The same officer spoke.

- “Who ordered this?” You gasped

- “Chief M’Boka himself,” the officer replied before they all let out a series of three barks and departed. Morkurra slammed the door behind them.

- Normally, Morkurra was the calm, peaceable one in the relationship and you had never seen him this angry. He went and sat down on your bed, you climbed behind him and began rubbing the tension out of his shoulders.

“Something foul is at play,” he groaned, your hands working his thick muscles. You had the same pit in your stomach today as you did in the Hospital with M’Baku. You knew whatever this was, it wasn’t going to end well.

- You showed up the next day as requested much to your dismay. M’Baku had yet to arrive so at least that was something to be gracious about.

- They fitted you in a fine Jabari wood chest plate and skirt that was had the same Jabari wood woven with the fabric. Your hair and makeup was also done much to the disgust of the two women who were assigned the task. They somehow managed to do their job and work your hair and makeup flawless without looking you in the eye once. They shared a knowing look amongst one another and then left, walking away from you without a word. You felt lower than dirt.

- The rest of the village began to arrive, along with the various councilmen, royal advisors, Spiritual Leaders, etc. etc.

- Finally you were given a silk pillow and the crown was placed upon it and you stood in your designated area, which just happened to be right next to Chief M’Boka.

- “Chief M’Boka,” you said in a small voice, unsure if you even had permission to speak to a man of such importance. Of course he’d seen you before, you and M’Baku were best friends growing up and would often play together but he’d never actually uttered a word to you, nor you him.

- “Yes my child,” he said and his voice was fragile, giving away his true age even if he didn’t look as old as he actually was.

- “If you don’t mind me asking, as I intend no disrespect, why have I been chosen to bear the crown. Wouldn’t this be a position for someone more.... familiar in the royal circle?” You asked.

- “No it’s a position typically held by the same person every time. Ah, I still remember the day such an honor was bestowed upon me. Long before you and M’Baku were born, I’m afraid,” he smiled nostalgically.

- He never really answered your question but in that moment you didn’t care because Morkurra walked in with the rest of his Military men and the second he entered the room, his eyes locked on yours. He immediately made his way to you.

- “Y/N...” he said slightly mesmerized.

- “Does my appearance please my Commander?” You smirked and Morkurra couldn’t help but biting back a laugh.

- “As a military official, I never allow myself to underestimate what someone is capable of due to their physical appearance.” He tried keeping a straight face but lost it the second you burst into giggles.

- “However,” he said eyeing you up and down, “as a lover and as a man, I must say you look like the personification of beauty.”

- “Just Beauty? That all ya got?”

- “Beauty, Lust, Desire, S-“ in that moment the horns went off indicating the ceremony was ready to begin. Morkurra went to his designated position and the remaining few Jabari citizen who had yet to sit quickly found their seats.

- M’Baku entered, his usual gang of Jabarimen flanking him, barking as they entered. You resisted he urge to roll your eyes.

- The ceremony began, M’Baku swore his undying allegiance to his people, and before you knew it, you were stepping forward with the pillow cradling the crown. It was placed amongst M’Baku’s head and the the Jabari people roared with excitement. He beat his chest, and followed the Jabari chants that had broke out. Even you couldn’t help cracking a smile. Maybe M’Baku was cut out for the position of leader. Maybe his time had come and he was ready.

“Silence,” M’Baku commanded and the crowd quieted, not too much but enough for him to be heard.

“I’ve waited a long time for this day,” the cheers erupted again but he held his hand up to silence them once more.

“And as your leader, it’s only right I announce my Queen.” Where there was still a low murmur before, the crowd completely quieted now.

“And my Queen shall be none other than.... Y/N! We shall wed before the New Moon.” M’Baku said and you felt like your heart had sunk into your stomach. Did he just say Queen? Where was your say in this?

- The ceremonial hall was so quiet, you could hear if a pin dropped. You looked over at Morkurra but his eyes were firmly set on M’Baku. There was not an ounce of compassion in that stare.

“HOW COULD YOU!?” A girl yelled from the crowd. You recognized her as Anika, an old flame from M’Baku’s youth.

“SHE’S A WHORE! WE’VE ALL SEEN HOW SHE GAVE HERSELF TO THAT BEAST. SHE HAS NO RIGHT TO BE ANYONE’S WIFE LET ALONE A QUEEN.” She yelled. M’Baku notioned to his guards and they grabbed her by the arms and drug her out of the palace.

“Any further objections?” M’Baku roared. He was met with silence.

“Then let the celebrations commence!” The joyfulness started once again but it wasn’t like before. Or maybe it was just you. Your blood had gone cold in your veins and you couldn’t move.

How could he? He couldn’t force you to marry him could he? And so soon at that? The next Full moon was in 20 days, that didn’t even give you three weeks, what was he thinking?!

- “M’Baku,” you were finally able to croak out but he was much too entwined with the festivities to notice you.

- “M’BAKU,” you called louder, finally gaining his attention.

- “My future Queen,” he said giving a little bow as he approached you. You wanted to throw up.

- “I will never be your Queen because I will never marry you.” You snarled and M’Baku laughed as if it was the funniest joke in the universe.

- “My sweet, naive Y/N. I’m Chief now. It’s my decree. Whether you like it or not this wedding is happening and there’s nothing you or anyone else can do to stop it. But don’t worry, you’ll grow to love me.”

“I won’t.”

“You will and would you like to know why?”

“I’m not humoring you, M’Baku.”

“You’ll learn to love me or else I’ll have the Commander executed for treason against the crown. It’s an easy choice Y/N, your love or his life.” M’Baku shrugged, walking away.

- You looked over at Morkurra, his eyes never leaving M’Baku. Morkurra was the love of your life, everything you’d ever thought you might want in a man and more. And M’Baku was about to steal away your one shot of happiness after robbing you of it for so many years. Your blood was boiling in anger. How dare he give you such an ultimatum! One last glance and Morkurra and it was clear what your choice would be. You loved that man and you wouldn’t stand to see him die over someone as insignificant as yourself. He had the entire Jabari tribe to protect, you couldn’t stand in the way of that. Your limbs felt heavy and you could feel your heart physically breaking at the thought of what was to come.

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