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A/N: This one has a bit more action than the last...

We once again found ourselves in a car. Going down the same road that he took Bette on. Of course we had a different car. A BMW, I tried to protest that a convertable probably wasn't the best idea but my dad disagreed, he thought it was perfect for this. I thought he was stupid. Alan, Chris, and I sat in the back holding a few of our home-made weapons. I looked down at Chris'. It looked similar to a bazooka but was made from scrap metal found in the basement, it shot out spears, once again, simply scrap metal. Alan held a hand gun. All of us agreed that the most it would do it distract him, but a distration was needed so we brought it. I held a daggar. It was small and I had no idea why Alan and my dad thought we would need it but they forced me to bring it after a large... discussion? More like a fight. My mom, Marie, brought a first aid kit. As if that would do much. She had no idea what we were up against. Lee only smiled at her and let her bring it, to comfort herself. Lee, himself had brought matches, wood, another hand gun (incase Alan ran out of ammo he brought that too), he also brought his own wepon similar to Chris'.

"You cannot show any fear. It will smell your fear." Alan reminded me and Chris. We, including Lee, were going after it. Our mother was going to stay in the car.

"Was this where he took her?" My dad asked.

"Yeah. This is where he took Bette." I started to examine my daggar closely.

"Good. Now we wait."

"What?! No! We have to look for it! To fight it! Bette might be dead by now! Alan! Has there ever been a time when Jeepers Creepers hasn't eaten his meal?" I asked eagerly.

"I don't know. I know about Darry and that kid and the old man years ago but he never waited. It was as if he was afraid they would run off. Bette just might. I don't think we're fighting for Bette anymore..." He trailed off looking down.

"How dare you say that! She's your sister! Your's too!" I turned on Chris who was suddenly very interested in his weapon. "She's your daughter! And you don't even want to try to look for her! I hate you! I hate you all!" I screamed. My cheeks were hot and I felt equally hot tears running down my face. I slammed the car door shut and stomped out into the middle of the road.

"JEEPERS CREEEPERS, WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE PEEPERS? JEEPERS CREEPERS, WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE EYES? COME OUT, COME OUT WHERE EVER YOU ARE!" I felt lightheaded, I was terrified. I continued to shout the wretched song into the darkness. I saw it coming. "TAKE ME! BRING BACK MY SISTER YOU BASTARD!" I screamed at it. His feet scooped me up at once and then just as suddenly he was shot back to the ground, screaming. A claw-like thing opened up around his ugly face as we fell faster and faster toward the ground. "NO! TAKE ME! BE STRONG! TAKE ME WHERE YOU TOOK HER! I WANT TO BE WITH HER WHEN I DIE! TAKE ME WHERE YOU TOOK HER, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I screeched at it. It seemed to be inspired and flapped it's wings harder and harder, each time it became more labored.

He finally brought me to a dark cave. Inside I heard a sob.

"I'M HERE FOR YOU BETTE! I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU! DON'T CRY, HUN! I'M HERE NOW!" I screamed into the darkness. I turned and dug the tiny daggar right where his many hearts should be. Hoping with everything in me that my plan was going to work.

A/N: Woah... A little violent there. Well, if that doesn't show the bonds of twins then what does? Sorry these are kinda short. It's supposed to be suspenceful. Read and Review please! Don't forget I still want to hear about your favorite character!

-Katie