- Murdered - (RBBS3 AU, Please Read Description)

Chapter 1 - Missing

First Person POV - Sabrina
I was worried. Very, very worried. Why, you may ask? Well, first of all, the RB Battles group chat, which was full of all the Season 3 competitors, was completely silent. No new messages at all.

Usually, Kreek would say good morning, and so would Lego—Lego would usually be the one to reply. But not today. Oh, and I'd always check for new notifications every day when I first wake up and find an entire argument between TanqR and Kreek. But neither of them had sent a text in the group chat.

It doesn't even end there. I then privately texted Kreek, asking if he wanted to come over and maybe record a video with us (mainly because I was worried about him). But he didn't respond. He didn't even see the text, either. It just says Delivered. He hasn't even seen any of my messages! I sent him a few more texts, asking if he was okay. But he didn't reply!

I thought maybe he was out doing something, but he probably would've brought his phone. Even if he hadn't gotten my text messages and was travelling or something, he would've told everyone in the group chat if he was going somewhere. Besides, the RB Battles Season 3 finale is soon, meaning most of the finalists are out training for the final battle.

I discussed everything with DJ, and we decided we'd go over to Kreek's house. So now, I found myself driving over to Kreek's house in my car, with DJ in the passenger's seat next to me. I was driving just over the speed limit, as everyone else does. But I was being careful.

I slowed as I drove up to Kreek's house and into the driveway. I parked the car and got out. DJ got out as well. I locked the car and slid the keys into my pocket. I walked up to Kreek's front door. First, I tried knocking. But there was no answer. I knocked again.

"Kreek? It's Sabrina and DJ!" I called, my worry visible in my voice.

"Wait, look, the door is unlocked!" DJ pointed out.

"It is?" I exclaimed, surprised. "But—but Kreek doesn't leave his door unlocked! And his vehicle is parked in the driveway, meaning he's gotta be home."

"Why don't we go inside and find him?" DJ suggested.

"...okay." I agreed hesitantly. I slowly turned the doorknob and lightly pushed the door open. Then, I stepped into Kreek's house. The house had an eerie silence to it. Something was wrong. Very, very wrong. I could feel it. I tensed up nervously. DJ seemed to notice, and grabbed my hand. I smiled.

"We'll check Kreek's room first." DJ decided. I followed him down the hallway to Kreek's room. We were still holding hands, of course, which helped calm me down. However, that sense of calmness and peace didn't last long. As soon as DJ opened the door leading to Kreek's room, I gasped in shock. I covered my mouth in horror at the sight before me. Tears even appeared in my eyes. I was a very emotional person.

"H-how could this happen?" I whispered, taking in the gruesome scene. One of the walls were drenched in dried blood, with part of the floor below the wall stained with the same disturbing red liquid. DJ brushed tears from my eyes and murmured comforting words to me, but I was too horrified to hear him. Was...was Kreek dead? Then, I noticed the smashed window, and smeared trail of blood. No, not dead—or, well, he didn't seem to be dead when he was in his room—kidnapped.

"We should follow the trail. It might lead us to Kreek." DJ said, following my gaze to the smeer of blood. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I squeezed DJ's hand tightly, taking a deep breath to control my emotions.