At this moment two girls came out the door and looked at Rachel. Taylor Christensen was the regular blue-eyed, blonde girl you would expect to see at an all-American high school. Her denim jacket covered her blacktop. She had white short shorts that complemented her peach-colored belt. Beside her was Courtney Wagner a black-haired girl with a slight shade of purple-dyed into it. Her eyes were blue and she was slightly shorter than Taylor. she was wearing a t-shirt with black and white strips going across it with a pair of black slacks and flip flops. Courtney spoke first.
"Who are you and what are you doing on our campus?" She questioned Rachel not knowing who she was. Rachel approached them growing afoot by the time she was now 6 foot tall with 5 inches on top of that. The tragedy mask painted on her face blacked and her skin was an extremely pale white.
"You can say I'm Krampus and in here to drag Victoria to hell!" she declared staring down at the two shorter girls but the two loyal slaves of Victoria stud their ground.
"You're not taking Victoria anywhere Bitch!" Tayler exclaimed as she tried to look intimidating.
"Well, I see you have made your decision. Enforce it." Rachel asserted staring them down.
"There's two of us and only one of you. bring it bitch." Courtney declared before attempting to slap Rachel. Rachel simply caught her hand and then grabbed her by her shirt collar throwing her up against the knocking her out. Taylor grabbed Rachel by her hair. Rachel punched her in the face breaking her nose. Rachel then dragged Taylor to a wooden bench and slammed her head into it repeatedly. Taylor was cleanly knocked out and her shirt was covered in blood. Rachel began to walk away shirking back to her normal height. Her skin was still pale but not as much as before. The mask painted on her face returned to looking like regular black makeup. She opened the door to the dormitory and calmly walked inside. She remembered the way to Victoria's room across from Max's. Victoria sat at her desk. typing away at her laptop. She was developing pictures of some other poor victim. Rachel gently pushed the door open.
"The door was unlocked? well, that was easy." Rachael thought to herself as she crept into the room. The room was dark besides the light of Victorias computer that had put a dim light throughout the room. Making it somewhat possible to see the furniture. Rachel survive the room. Her eyes locked on the blonde sitting in her chair. She walked ever closer carefully as if not make any sound. As she crept behind Victoria. She saw the photo Victoria was working on. and most importantly who was in it. Kate Marsh. The poor girl had been drugged the same way Rachel was. The photo was her huddled in a ball on the floor broken and defenseless. Rage filled Rachel again. Her high grew again. She wrapped her arms around Victoria's neck. putting her into a basic headlock. Victor's screams were muffled. Rachel's grip had the strength of a bow constrictor checking the life out of its prey. Victoria kicked her chair. Hoping it would do something in her struggle against Rachel. It was no use. Victoria grew light-headed as she was no longer able to breathe. she kicked frantically to no avail. Rachel spoke into Victoria's ear.
"Life and death are like music. Life is the note. Death is silence. your note was not played well. It's such a Tragedy." Rachel whispered. hissing the last sentence in Victoria's ear before jerking her head violently. Snapping Victorias neck. there was a thude as Victorias body hit the floor.