Summary: Sometimes things happen that changes your life forever. It could be the littlest change but still threatens you in the end. Kiea was a strong person, she was happy, carefree, and a people person loved by everyone. Till everything changed. It as a cold day when ...the Watcher came.

A/N/ I only own the out of characters. Anything you recognise I have no connection to.

Flashback:

Kiea was running through the wood, tree branches hitting her in the face taking little bits of flesh with them.

She just had to find a safe place, someone to help, anything. She refused to go back to that...prision of torture.

She could here him running behind her, closing in. She had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. She was lost, and had no clue where to go or turn.

"Come back here!"

Kiea picked up her pace as fast as she could with what little energy she had left.She was running out of options.

She stopped quick as she came to a cliff huffing for air as she started to panick. She turned around when she heard a twigg break.

He was standing there with rope in hand " Thought you could get away? I told you, your mine. You'll never get away."

Kiea looked over the edge then back to the person who took her life away from her these last few months. She did the only thing she could think of...she jumpped.

"No!" The man threw the rope down and walked angrily over to the cliff as he saw Kiea's body hit the water, and a few minutes later her lifeless body floated down stream.

Four days later Kiea woke up in a hospital room with Detectives and nurse's standing by her.

" Where am I?" Her voice asked barely above a whisper.

"Miss Taylor, I'm Detective Nealson. Do you remember anything about what happened or who had you?"

Kiea took a drink then thought back " He said he was in control. He always wore a mask so I never saw his face."

"How did it all start?"

" I recieved little letters here and there, then text messages, and e-mails. Everything was threatening in a sorta subtle way. Like it was all a joke. I remember walking to the library one night when I was snuck up on from behind. Everything else is a little fuzzy after that."

The Detectives asked a couple more questions and then left her to rest so her parents could pick her up in the morning.

End of Flashback

Kiea was unpacking in her dorm room for her first year of college when she stopped and looked around. It had been almost a year since that dreadful experience, sand it still haunted her at night to an extent. The police never caught him, and deep inside she had a feeling this wasn't going to be an end for her and the Watcher.

Police finally told the story of the serial killer/ Rapest that stalked his victims and controled them through fear before striking. After coming up with his Motive the papers started calling him Watcher, or The Watcher as police called him. It was how he did everything. He watched his victims a while, then striked out of the blue with what knowledge he gained. Noone ever lived to tell about him though,

Till now.

She put some books on a shelf as she thought about what would happen this year. Would people remember her from the paper or would she have a normal exhausting college term.

The door openned and a girl walked in with a suitcase and a duffle bag.

"Hi, I'm Jennifer Orton. I'm your roommate."

" Hi I'm Kiea Taylor. Nice to meet you."

A guy then came through the door with a couple boxes, two friends behind him.

" Jen which side of the room is yours?"

"Over there Randy." Jennifer looked at Kiea " This is my brother Randy Orton, and his friends John Cena and Dave Batista." She then looked at the guys as she introduced them "Guys this is my roommate Kiea."

Kiea waved then got back to unpacking.

Randy hugged his little sister " Have a good year, and I'll visit when I can. If you need anything you have my cell number while we're on the road so you can get a hold of me whenever you need me."

"Randy, I'll be fine. I'll watch you on television whenever I can. Just becareful."

Kiea turned to look at the group " Television?"

Jennifer stopped hugging her brother and turned to her roommate " She speaks."

Kiea blushed a little. Jennifer laughed.

"My brother is a wrestler, and so are his friends."

" Oh."

John smirked a little " Have you ever seen us?"

Kiea shook her head " Sorry."

There was a knock on the door before it openned, and a tall guy walked in.

" Kiea here's your last box."

Kiea smiled " Thanks Lee."

Kiea saw the way Jennifer was looking at her cousin " Levi this is my roommate Jennifer, and her brother Randy, and his friends John, and Dave. This is my cousin Levi."

Jennifer walked over and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Like wise." Levi then walked over to Kiea and gave her a hug.

" Be safe, and don't answer your cell phone unless you know the number. I'll check in every couple days so Uncle Jeff don't freak and come up here embarrassing you. If you need anything call."

Kiea put her hands on his face "Le, Chill. How am I gonna have a normal year with you checking in on me every five minutes?I'm a big girl, and I can handle myself."

" If anything happens just promise you'll call."

Kiea huffed as she walked away from him and openned another box " Fine." She then turned to look at Levi " Your as bad as my dad. I just want you to know that."

"Goodbye Kie. Nice meeting you all." Levi left and Jennifer hopped on Kiea's bed.

" Man I thought my brother and his friends were overprotective."

Kiea pulled her hair up into a loose bun " You have no idea."

"Woah what happened to your neck?"

Kiea put her hand up to the scar on her neck " Nothing. Just an accident."

Jennifer nodded and then went to see her brother, and friends off. " Wanna come with us?" Jennifer asked.

"Um, no. I wanna get unpacked before orientation. Thanks though."

Jennifer shrugged and closed the door behind her as they left.

Kiea felt her scar again and then sat down on her bed with her head in her hands.

" How am I gonna get through this year?"

A person walked onto the campass looking at all the kids walking and talking with excitement. Looking at a group near the freshman orientation table, a person stood out more so then the rest.

" And now we finish what we started."