Eldedst Kardashian found dead after traumatic year for the family. We are told camera's will be present to record the remaining clans painful good bye's to their sister. The funeral will be held on a private beach in Malibu, per Scott Disicks request. Kourtney's body will be cremated. When asked about the decision to cremate over a burial, the family refused to comment. They released a brief statement via twitter stating"The Kardashians are fighters, yet we need time to reflect and re cooperate. Please respect our privacy during this horrible tragedy."
Kim always loved the press.
The media always loved her.
She never expected fame would drown her, like it had in the past year.
Guilt resided inside her for leaving the country on an exotic honeymoon, days before her mothers death.
Mostly because of the pain she felt in her families hearts.
Kim knew she had to be the new Queen of the household.
While new husband Kris Humphries was always away training, or endorsing a new product for basketball, she became lost in the Kardashian empire.
Taking over the business wasn't as easy as it appeared and she wondered how her mother managed her children's lives and the upkeep of a household.
Kims sisters insisted she hire a new manager or at least an assistant to help with the heavy work load, but she refused.
There was a certain amount of pride associated with the Kardashian crest.
Kim refused to give up.
She saw it as a personal debt owed to the late Kris Jenner Kardashian.
To topple the world as a professional business woman with no help, but her own.
Unfortunately, she wasn't ready for the pitfalls.
With the demise of sister Kourtney's sanity, and their publicity fading after her mothers funeral, Kim struggled to keep the family relevant.
She endorsed their name to any brand that would have them, but became entangled in bad business contracts and shady dealers.
The Kardashian name became smeared with the suicide of her sister, and no one wanted anything to do with them.
The family had become a reality curse, dropped from Ryan Seacrest, and once again over shadowed by the rise of the Hilton family.
Khloe had separated from Lamar, while brother Rob experimented with drugs.
Sisters Kylie and Kendall were now in the emotional teenage phase and placed in guardianship of brother in law and party boy Brodie Jenner.
Everyone had seemed to go their separate ways, while Kim struggled to hold an interest in husband Kris.
The beautiful, star player she once met, had grown many undignified mannerism after they married.
The man she loved was now a giant neanderthal addicted to steroids and lithium laced protein shakes.
She was waiting for the right moment to divorce him, with the potential of thrusting the Kardashian empire back into the spotlight, but there was no way of getting around the bad publicity from Kourtney.
Six months after her sisters death, a strange package arrived at Mrs. Kimberly Kardashian Humphries, Beverly Hills mansion.
It was wrapped in bright green paper with a lime green ribbon tied in the shape of a question mark.
Hesitant to open, she called her sister Khloe.
No answer.
Kris was out with some friends, a strip club no less, so she started to slip the bow off.
She carefully unwrapped the package, careful not the detonate anything, and slipped the colorful paper off.
A green box sat on her lap, while she thought about the possibilities inside.
The phone rang, startling her for a moment before she realized it was from Kourtney's cell.
She answered, at first hearing nothing.
Then, frantic screams and heavy breathing scowled into her ear.
Kim hung up and slid the phone across the floor.
She decided to postpone the big reveal, and open a bottle of 1945 Mouton Rothschild to calm her nerves.
It was an odd experience for Kim, being alone.
No cameras.
No bodyguards.
No husband.
Just her and her thoughts.
After a generous guzzle from her wine glass she returned to her phone, calling Kourtney's cell back.
It went straight to voicemail.
Hearing her voice brought tears to her eyes, and a heart ache she thought she had mended.
No one sees a Kardashian cry, was her mothers motto, but she couldn't help but feel lost and scared without her mother around.
Kim swallowed her pride, and a few more sips of wine, before reaching for the box.
Inside she found a variety of colorful tissue paper, but nothing inside.
The bottom of the box was a message : BEWARE THE RIDDLER
Suddenly, she felt a sting on her neck and pulled a green bee away from it.
She watched as the insect flailed itself in her palm, eventually dying.
Her neck began to itch, suddenly puffing, as if the stinger had infected her skin.
She ran to a mirror, but felt light headed.
She wondered if it was the wine.
Unlike any buzz she had before, Kims legs gave out.
She was paralyzed.
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head.
Everything was black.
When she awoke, she felt drowsy, and unable to move.
The sound of wasps surrounded her.
The occasional stinging reminded her she was alive.
Her vision cleared revealing her location.
An abandoned warehouse.
She tried to move, but realized she was stuck.
Her body rested against a giant honey comb while millions of green bees flew in and around her.
Kim screamed, but the bees flew inside her mouth like suicide pilots.
They consumed her one by one, violating her body as if it were a flower.
Stingers began leaving their marks.
She no longer felt pain.
For a moment she envisioned Kourtney before her, until the little green bees took over her pupils, and swallowed her whole.
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