A Seriously POd Sniper Instructor

by Spirit of a Child

A.N.: You'll never believe what he made me do!!!!!!! Noooooo!!!!!

P.S.: I did ask SushiChi before using her

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I PMed SushiChi quickly.

Sushi!!! Help me!!! Edgie found out about Hunter and now he's going to destroy me piece by piece!!!! He doesn't know that I'm online, and I need heeeeellllllp!!!!! Find people and come and save me!!!! I'm not sure what he plans on doing with me, all I know is that he's not going to kill me. Help!!!! Get my other reviewers to help!!! I'm in a cheap motel in Tennessee, sitting on a dirty bed. He's actually civil. He gave me the bed and took the couch. You need to help me!!! He's gonna do bad things!!! Help!!!

Deciding that I had said 'help' enough, I sent it. I logged off and closed the computer, planning to wait until early morning to check for a reply. But around four in the morning he got up and made me start typing. He told me what he wanted me to do.

"What?" I gasped in horror and shock, "No!!! I can't do that!!! That would ruin everything I've worked for!!!".

"Just do it" he growled. So I began, sulkily, to type. After about twenty seconds, I stopped.

"How's that Oh Powerful and Mighty One?" he read over it and raised his eyebrows.

"That's it? That's all you have?" I glared at him.

"Yes. Now should I post it or not?" he shrugged.

"Sure, why not?" he smirked at me. I glared.

"Grumblegrumblegrumblegrumble" I grumbled to myself, logging on and updating, but not before sneakily slipping in an author's note. He nodded approvingly.

"That was the worst piece of writing I have ever seen, but it will work. Now c'mon, we have a lot of ground to cover today".

I looked up, confused, "But I've done what you wanted, haven't I? Please let me go, I didn't realize that you'd suffer if I wrote it, I just wanted to get a few laughs and some good reviews" I poked my lip out and gave him my best "sad-little-girl-who's-been-mistreated" look. He hesitated, showing me that he wasn't completely cold-hearted, and relented very slightly.

"I know you didn't mean to, but you did. And I can't let you go. We'll stay somewhere better tonight, I was in a hurry and had to choose quickly" he said, having given in to my pitiful puppy dog face. I tried not to frown. At least it was a start. Maybe I could talk him into telling me what he was going to do with me. We packed our things and left. Another boring day.

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A.N.: Okay!!! Volunteer time!!! Please volunteer to be part of the rescue team that comes out after me. All I need is a brief physical description and your weapon of choice. The awesome thing about fanfiction is that you can go to any fandom and get any weapon. You could get a lightsaber from the SW fandom, or magic arrows from LOTR (even though there really weren't any in the book or movie), or one of those giant swords that they have in that anime stuff (yeah, you can really tell that I watch anime), or something sci-fi (phaser or taser or whatever) LOL. It's just gotta be from a fandom. Oh yeah, and nothing too violent. I don't plan on killing poor Ian. He's suffered enough already. And truthfully, so have I. VOLUNTEER PEOPLES!!!!!!