A/N: I hope you guys liked the first chapter. Each chapter is going to be short because this isn't going to be a long story but I still hope you enjoy it anyway

Chapter 2

It's been four weeks. I am stuck out here, hungry, tired and very weak. I am not to sure what part of the world I am in but I want to guess Asia because there is a lot of bamboo, and if you climb some of the peaks you can find snow. The temperature is decent, if not a little cold at night and I have actually found there are a few edible plants around the area that I have been starting to call, my territory. Between the waterfall and the impassible wall that it provides to the East, the canyon and the gorge to the West, the white water rapids to the North and the swampy bug infested marshes to the South I am trapped in this area and no matter how I try I can not get out.

Slade chose the perfect area to trap his pray, and believe me I am trapped and completely at his mercy. He acts as if he has been here millions of times, he knows all the caves and he knows how to reach the top of the waterfall and he even knows how to get to the opposite side of the river. There has to be a bridge for that but I have gone miles in each direction and have yet to find it.

Now Slade himself is what I should really be focusing on, he finds me, it would seem, whenever he wishes to. No matter how far I go or how deep in this hellhole I may hide he finds me as if with ease. It seems once or twice a week he comes looking for me, I barely escape with my life intact. He gives me a few days to heal and then comes after me again. At least that is what he did the first three weeks or so. This week has been more like a constant chance. I am guessing he is tired of surprising me. I have actually managed to lose him once or twice but only because I had done something that he was not stupid enough to try.

He had been chasing me up a hill, a rather nasty hill and I threw a rock at a pile of lumber that someone had cut, (this had given me hope of rescue seeing as maybe there was a lumber yard around) they came thundering down. Slade jumped to the left and ended up getting pinned to a tree by one of the logs, I how ever was to caught up in trying to get away I kept running towards the log and jumped over the first one, ducked under the second, managed to skip of the next four and then flip over the next two. After that they came slower and when I reached the top and looked back Slade was burried. Wasn't his fault, he didn't know about the bump on the hill that made all the tree trunks tilt left.

I was very pleased until he started to climb out of the huge pile and walk towards me. I sprinted away and managed to hide well enough he didn't find me again. Since then I ran when I can, rest when I can and eat what I find. I have lost weight and I am sure my bruises have bruises but there is nothing much I can do about it.

Oh god, I hear something….

He is coming, I have to get away. I can't tell how close he is, and I cant see him but he is there I know he is….I have to run!