Posted by The Black Knight on January 01, 2000 at 19:36:21:
As day the sun rose on the new year, Dedee Pfeiffer returned to her New York Apartment. It wasn't exactly what she was use to, but Dedee had rented for the sole purpose of coming to New York and dispatching Bebe Neuwirth which she had done very efficiently the day before. She had considered killing Bebe her birthday present to herself since January 1st was Dedee's birthday. Dedee's white blouse and skin tight jeans still had a bit of Bebe's blood spattered on it, as well as a small blood stain left over from two weeks earlier when Dedee had killed her older sister Michelle. She walked into the apartment, locked the door and flopped down in a chair, pondering the last few weeks.
"I knew if I got you into the Necrobabes sites it would only be a matter of time before you killed Michelle, but I never dreamed you would kill Bebe." a man's voice said from a darkened doorway that led into the bathroom.
"It was fun, and she looked good as a corpse." Dedee said as she stood.
"Nothing to do with her birthday being yesterday, or yours being today?" he asked as he stepped into the light.
It really didn't help matters any since he was dressed all in black right down to a black mask over his face. Dedee looked desperately around the room, trying not to catch his attention. She knew that she had a gun in a holster behind her back, but she had emptied it into Bebe. She walked over to the bed and smiled slightly. She tried to be as nonchalant as possible as she leaned over a sword that she had considered using on Bebe earlier.
"You assume that I'm here to kill you now?" he asked as he walked toward her.
"That is your thing isn't it? Killing a woman on her birthday?" Dedee asked.
"I was at Bebe's apartment when you started shooting. I almost got caught." he said as he stepped closer to her.
Dedee grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it back to strike. Her eyes widened as he grabbed her wrist and turned it. The blonde bombshell stiffened as she felt the tip of the sword against her belly.
"Oh please don't do this!" Dedee whined.
"Nice of you to choose this Dedee, a suicide is a lotter easier to solve than a murder. Distraught over killing Michelle and Bebe you returned here and killed yourself." he said.
Dedee let out what could only be called a snort as he pushed the blade deep into her bowels. She shuddered with pain as she stumbled back, barely even picking up her feet as she went. Desperate for anything Dedee pulled out her gun and pointed it at him. She knew it was empty, but she hoped he didn't. He stood there motionless as she staggered back out the door one hand holding the hilt of the sword, the other desperately clutching her empty weapon. With her mind lost in pain Dedee barely even noticed the flashing blue lights outside, nor did she care. Two uniformed policemen had managed to trace her back to this hotel as she fled from Bebe's murder.
"Drop the gun, Ms. Pfeiffer it's over." one of the cops said as he pointed his weapon at Dedee.
"What's the use. Most of my intestines have either been flooded with blood, or collapsed by now. I will spend the rest of my life behind bars, such as it will be." Dedee muttered.
Dedee grimaced as she raised the gun toward the two officers. The sound of gunfire snapped Dedee's mind back to reality just in time to feel bullet after bullet tear through her body. When it was over Dedee lay on her side, motionless beside her apartment door a mass of bloody wounds. The rain of lead had done what Dedee had hoped, ended her life.