Haven’t Got A Clue
By:  Salt*N*Pepper

Chapter 4

 
The thud of his lifeless overweight body could be heard.   Misty screamed and frantically ran to the light switch, flicked it on and off until finally the lights returned. Brock raced past her to the library where he found Jenny dead from a blow to the head, the lead pipe lying next to her. Next her ran to the billiard room where Joy lay lifeless, a rope around her neck. Brock clenched his fists and looked up to the sky.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed.

He stomped back into the living room, everyone following him. Brock suddenly turned to James.

"You had the rope, you killed Joy!"

James stepped back. "But I put my rope in the cabinet…and Gary locked it!"

“Well it obviously wasn’t locked if people got weapons out of it,” said Ash. 

“Well I didn’t kill anyone!” Jesse exclaimed. 

“Me neither,” James replied. 

“Don’t look at me!" said Ash. 

“I didn’t do it!” Brock said defensively.

“It wasn’t me, youse guys,” Meowth protested.

“And I didn’t do a thing, but I just saw Tracey murdered!" Misty cried.

"STOP!" Gary yelled at the top of his lungs. Everyone was silent. Gary smiled evilly.

"You all have done a very well job at trying to figure this thing out…"

"What are you talking about Gary?!" Ash yelled.

"Let’s take it from the top…." he replied. "Everything started here, in the living room, where my grandpa was sadly pronounced dead…by me. It was a shame no one wanted to get close to him….because if they did, they would have found out that my grandpa was very much alive!"
Brock gasped.

"So you faked his death…by trying to make it look like I was the killer! It was you who bumped into me with the gun!"

"Whoops!" Gary laughed.  He suddenly ran like a maniac towards the kitchen. Everyone ran after him.
"Next we have the poor, innocent, DEAD…. Mr. Mime, who seemed to have some bad luck with the cutting knife. Maybe he would still be alive if he knew how to make appetizers correctly!"

"I thought they were fine…." James said. Gary gave him a look that chilled him to the bone.

"So you-you killed Mr. Mime too? But…how?!" Misty cried. Gary turned on his heels and ran to the billiard room. Everyone ran after him.

"Then here, Joy screamed, giving my grandfather the perfect chance to escape. The stupid man actually believed I really thought he was dead…he knew I’d get him back soon…. and I did! That’s when Ash found a little surprise outside of the bathroom.” Gary laughed. "It’s quite a handy thing, those passage ways, isn’t it?" he said suddenly turning sharply towards Brock and Misty. They took a step back.

"I knew that door had been used! You used it!" Brock screamed.

"While you were too busy seeing if Joy was okay, I just couldn’t resist the opportunity…I would thank her….if she was still alive," Gary replied.
Ash’s mouth dropped open.

"S-so you also killed Joy?!" he stuttered.
Gary scowled.

"She KNEW to much! I had a feeling she was catching on to me…ever since she screamed…"

"You’re crazy! You’re a mad man!!" Jesse suddenly shouted. Gary laughed.

"I couldn’t have anyone plot against me…so I threw the wrong key out the door…this way everyone would think access to the weapons was impossible…everyone except me…and of course Joy soon found out which was even more of a reason she had to go…"

"But how could you have moved so fast?!" Misty cried.

"Well it was hard because I had to deal with all those annoying interruptions…" he said, rolling his eyes.

"The phone guy…Officer Jenny…and Tracey! You killed them all!" James shrieked.

"Very good, James, only a mastermind detective could have figured that out…" Gary said sarcastically.

James blushed happily. "And I didn’t even have to think!" he replied. James suddenly looked thoughtful. "Wait a minute….you’re the enemy! You shouldn’t be giving me compliments!" Gary sighed.

"As I was saying…yes, I am the enemy….I AM THE KILLER!"

Everyone gasped.

"And now…" Gary continued slowly, taking the gun out of his back pocket. "I’m going to kill all of YOU!"

Jesse and James fell to the floor, crying in each other’s arms, Meowth clinging to them.

"Don’t shoot! We’re too young and innocent ta die!" he cried.

James looked up at Jesse, through his tear filled eyes.

"At least we’re not blasting off again…" he sniffed.

"It doesn’t matter what we are or aren’t doing…" Jesse cried back. "Like you said before… I’d rather be doing it…together…" she gave him a slight smile before her eyes filled with more tears.

Misty grasped Brock and Ash tightly and held them close to her.

"This is it…I-I’ll never see you two again…" she sobbed.

Brock shook slightly.

"And after all that we’ve been through…" he said, embracing them.

Ash went hysterical, squeezing Pikachu tighter then ever. 

"Good-bye, everyone…" he whispered. "You’ll always be my best friends…"

Gary pulled the trigger, and everyone tensed as loud bang rang out through out the house.

TO BE CONTINUED  . . .