All rights go to L.J. Smith, because she owns all the characters and the story. I don't own any thing. Also this story takes place inside the second book of the forbidden Game series, The Chase. It starts in chapter 14 from tom's perspective. It comes right after Tom's part perspective in the book, I have the triplet so it starts on pg. 454-458 ending of the last paragraph on pg. 457. I took out the part where I quoted from the book.

Chapter 1 (14)

The rain was falling heavier. Each one was the size of a rock. Within seconds his clothes were entirely soaked, and his hair plastered to his face. He looked down at the gun, hopping that it could still shoot. He had heard that if a gun got water in it, it wouldn't shoot. He hopped that it wasn't true. He walked on, but it was becoming impossible to see. The rain was falling in streams to earth. He couldn't keep his eyes open without water streaming down into them.

The ground was becoming less solid and more like a swamp. His foot already was sinking into the ground. Mud soaked his pants. He trudged on ward, until he was sure that he was where Grodie had been. He looked around and saw nothing. There was no snake, and no wolf. He panicked for a second, worrying that Julian might have sent them to the apartment. After all, the clue might have been for Michael.

No, he wasn't wrong. He wasn't. He didn't just leave the apartment in hopes of helping Jenny, only to put her in more danger. He turned around and tipped. He fell into the mud and dropped the gun. Trying to stand up he was hit by raging water. He saw the gun be lifted up by the water and rushed down the hill. The rain was starting to create flash flood, and he was in the middle of one. He tried to stand up and lost his balance.

The water picked him up and dragged him down fast. That was until he hit a log. He grabbed onto it and realized that it wasn't a log, but a whole tree. Quickly he climbed onto it, and tried to assess the situation. But his mind was on panic mode and every time he got close to relaxing he would feel the log shake as another big rock or log hit it. He wasn't safe on the log, he wasn't safe anywhere anymore. Even if the log held, he would be trapped until the rain stopped. It didn't take a genius to realize that the rain wasn't going to stop any time soon.

It was then that he saw it. It was a huge black hole in the middle of the air. He could easily reach out and touch it. Heck, he could easily throw himself into it. Julian had come for him after all. He didn't have the gun anymore, but he would try his best to kill either the snake or the wolf. He didn't have a chance to get them both any more. Maybe this had been what Julian had been waiting for. The moment when Tom's defenses were down, and he was weakened by the effort it took to stay on the log.

"Coward!" he shouted.

Then he waited, and waited. Time went by and nothing happened. Neither of the animals came to force him into the hole. Julian didn't even show himself. A bolder smacked the log and it shook almost sending Tom back into the flood. What game was Julian playing at? He couldn't just expect Tom to actually choose to go into the hole. The log didn't stop shaking, and Tom could feel it start to crack.

Water was getting through the log, and breaking it. Rocks where carving his only safety away, and after the log was gone Tom would probably be beaten to a pulp before he managed to escape the flood. He looked to see where the water would take him, and started to panic.

Five feet away there was an edge. Not just any edge, but the cliffs edge. Anyone driving up to this area saw the cliff. It was a three hundred yard fall onto sharp spiky rocks. Tom now realized what Julian's game was. Either way Tom would lose, it was just what he wanted to lose that was his choice. Would he choose to lose his life, or the game? He knew which one Julian wanted.

Tom started to laugh. It was a laugh that just bubbled out. He was going insane. He could either die, or surrender. Either way Julian won. He always won; after all, he was the master player. The log was starting to roll down, and Tom's hold was failing. It wouldn't be long now. The black hole moved alongside Tom, tempting him. Tom felt his will failing. Taking a breath he knew which choice he'd make. Even if he lost, he wanted to see Julian's face when Jenny beat him the second time.

Without giving himself any time to change his mind he let go of the log and flung himself into the dark hole.