Hello, again, boys and girls and everyone in between! It's me, with another chapter.

Overly Emotional: Glad I could give you're hometown a shoutout!

Mickey12Boo: It's quite alright, it took me a little bit to remember, as well. And I dunno, guess you'll have to wait and see!

Azkadellio: That's what I was afraid of. And I assure you, all of the questions will be answered soon.

paige1313: Glad you liked that chapter! And yes, Tori and Jade are going to meet soon.

WeAreLife: No, I hadn't even thought about the Deathclaws! Now that'd make an interesting chapter xD. Canterbury Commons (I'm sure I've spelled it like, 3 different ways by now) was the easter egg.

fruitfly50: Glad you like the chapter! and I'm hoping that it will as well. I see some of the other fandoms who's shows are off now, and there are still some updates, so I dunno. I guess it's always kind of gonna be there, you know?

Hope you enjoy!

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Jade and Robbie pulled up to where the RV was found. It had since been moved to a police impound, where it would be cleaned and would wait for someone to pick it up. They had chosen to come at night, when the Wendigo would be out hunting, so they could find the teens and get them out.

"Where do we go from here, Robbie?" Jade asked. She was driving her baby, obviously, and Robbie was in the passenger seat, reading the map that the sheriff had given them yesterday. They had stopped at their local hardware store and picked up some blowtorches and rags, then stopped at a Walmart and picked up some cheap bottles of alcohol, some flare guns, and some cheap cigarette lighters.

"Looks like we're gonna turn in half a mile." He replied, studying the map as if there'd be a quiz over it.

Jade slowed down when she got to the place that she was supposed to turn at.

"Are you sure?" She asked, leaning over and taking a look herself. Robbie pointed it out, and she looked back at the road, or lack thereof.

It was a small patch of dirt, barely able to fit a car, covered on either side with stiff, dry plant life.

Jade sighed heavily, taking the turn.

This is so gonna scratch up my paint job.

They drove on the tiny road slowly for a few miles, winding farther and farther into the middle of nowhere, before finally coming out into a sudden opening.

Canturbury Commons looked basically like any other ghost town might look like, with red-tinted dust covering just about everything. A few of the windows in the old looking shops were broken out, and it looked like Jade had just pulled onto the set of some old wild west cartoon.

Jade and her brother got out of the car, walking to the trunk and pulling out the special bags they got.

"You take these. I'm gonna protect my baby." Jade told Robbie, handing him the bags.

She picked up a nearby stick, and began drawing symbols deep into the dirt around the car. Since there was little to no wind, chances were that they'd still be up when they got back.

"Alright. You take the left side of this place. I'll get the right." She instructed, grabbing her bag from him.

"Make sure you have your walkie talkie as well. Don't wanna get stuck anywhere without me, would ya?"

Robbie nodded, then made sure his walkie talkie was on the correct frequency before heading out to his side of the town.

Jade headed in her direction, towards an old-fashioned saloon.

!(A/N: I'm kinda picturing the first town you get to from Bonnie's house in Red Dead Redemption for the town, if you're looking for a basis)

Jade swung the door flaps open, stepping into the past.

The tables were out, and the chairs were sat on top of them, like the saloon had closed up for a day, not decades. A fine layer of dust coated everything.

Jade looked to the bar, and found it empty of all alcohols. By looking at the dust, and where it wasn't, she could see that some had been removed recently, while others had been gone for a while.

What would a Wendigo want with whiskey?

She pulled out a flare gun, cautious. Jade didn't know what the thing wanted with the drinks, but she wasn't going to get caught off guard.

She went behind the bar, opening the door behind it. Inside was a storeroom, with crates filled with glasses and cutlery. Jade used the dust once again to find anything suspicious. She looked around every corner, and over every box, sifting through them for anything to give a clue to the Wendigo, whether it was a blood smear or bit of bone, anything.

She turned to a box by the wall, moving it over to her to look through it.

When Jade moved it, she discovered a small hole, completely dark, with a cold breeze coming from it.

She grabbed her walkie talkie, radioing in to Robbie.

"Rob? Come in, Robbie." She let go of the button on the side, stopping her end of the call.

A few seconds later, she heard a crackling on the other end, Robbie's voice following it.

"Jade? Found anything?" Robbie's voice asked.

She pushed the button again.

"Yeah. Get down to the saloon. I think I found it."

"Roger that. I'll be there in two minutes."

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"Do you think this is it?" Robbie asked, staring down into the hole.

"I dunno. But I think we should go down there and check it out." Jade says, looking to her brother expectantly.

"The usual way?" He asked.

"The usual way."

They held up their fists.

"One" Jade said, and they pumped their fists.

"Two" Robbie came back with, and they repeated the motion.

"Three!" They yelled together, and laid down their choices.

Robbie had rock...

And Jade had scissors.

Robbie smirked, while Jade huffed at him.

"How do you always know what I'm gonna pick?" She asked, grabbing some rope from one of the bags.

"You have a scissor fascination, Jade. How wouldn't I know?" He asked her, tying the rope she tossed to him to a thick metal bar.

Jade sighed, and grabbed a flare gun and a bag.

"I'm turning my walkie off. If I'm not back in 30 minutes." She looked her brother dead in the eyes.

"I'm probably dead. Don't come after me."

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Jade shimmied down the rope, landing carefully at the bottom. She looked back up at the hole's opening, the metal bar laying across it. She sighed, grabbing her flare gun and a flashlight, and walking further into the deep, cave-like area.

She shivered at the cold the place gave off.

Fuck me it's cold down here.

Jade wandered deeper into the cave silently, her flashlight's beam sweeping across the small passageway, flare gun at the ready.

The whole place was silent, too silent for Jade's liking.

Aren't there supposed to be, like, bugs, or rats, or something in these old caves?

The total silence made Jade uneasy, and her ears were on high alert, trying to pick out and sounds besides her own footsteps, which seemed thunderous compared to the blanket of deathly quiet.

She eased forward, her flashlight held just under her gun, her eyes darting all around for any signs of the supernatural.

She came across a second passageway cut into the first, and thought for a moment. Did she go down this new tunnel, or keep going on this one?

I could go down this one, then double back if I don't find anything.

Jade cautiously shone her flashlight into the new cave, and hurried to the other side of the opening. While she wasn't crazy about potentially having something try to sneak up on her, she needed to finish out this one so she didn't get confused.

Taking a deep breath, she turned away from the entrance, and started forward.

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Robbie sat in the small room, his own flare gun ready. He waited for Jade to come back out, each second passing by like an eternity.

Despite this, he kept his own senses alert. He didn't want to be caught off guard if the Wendigo were to come out of the cave or come through the door.

Robbie was in the corner of the room, sitting down. He didn't want the thing to come up behind him, as he heard how swift they were, and wanted a fighting chance.

Every tiny noise he heard, ones that were usually written off as an old building settling, or a tumbleweed outside blowing against the door, made Robbie jump.

He had faced a lot of nasty things before, but he felt safer with his sister, even if she wasn't his blood sister.

Ever since childhood, he knew he could always count on her. Ever since that one night, he knew that she would never let him down.

Flashback

Jonathan West walked through the door of the house that his best friend, Caleb Shapiro, had been casing.

Or, rather, what was left of the door.

It had been ripped off of it's hinges, then placed back lopsided in the door frame. there was a smeared bloody hand print along the bottom, as if someone was trying to crawl to safety, only to be dragged back in.

John's 8 year old daughter, Jadelyn Elizabeth West, trailed behind him, the shotgun in her hands a little too large for her to carry properly.

"Wait outside. I'm gonna go check the upstairs." He ordered his daughter, walking briskly up the stairs. Caleb was a damned good hunter, and he was hoping that his friend wasn't dead.

Jade obeyed, standing just outside the doorway, her eyes peeled for any signs of spirits.

After nothing had happened for a full five minutes, Jade's 8 year old mind had gotten bored, and wandered away to random things.

That all changed when she heard a scream from the basement.

She waited, hoping her dad had heard it, and would come running down the stairs.

When he didn't, she took a deep breath, and for the first time in her young life, disobeyed her father, stepping into the house.

Jade had gotten to the basement to find an angry spirit cornering a five year old Robbie, his dad already dead across the room. There was an open grave beside the corpse, bones prepped for cremation. She had gone against every nerve in her body screaming at her to run, and shot the thing with her rocksalt shotgun.

Luckily Robbie was short enough that the salt flew over his head and hit the wall behind him.

"Come on! We gotta get out of here!" 8 year old Jade had said, waving him over to her side of the room.

Robbie was motionless, staring at his dad's lifeless body and trying to will him alive again.

Jade crossed the room and grabbed Robbie by the shoulder, dragging him away.

They had gotten halfway across and were just stepping over Robbie's dad when the dead body's hand shot out, grabbing Robbie by the ankle.

He slowly rose, still holding his ankle, and Jade quickly backed up to give herself more room, shooting the body in the back.

Caleb was holding his son upside down by the ankle, and the shot hadn't even made him flinch. He turned to Jade with dead eyes, and something black leaked out of his nose.

Aww crap, Jade thought to herself, he's got a ghost in him.

Jade looked to the open grave across the room, and felt for her lighter in her pocket. dropped her gun and took a deep breath.

Jade bolted across the room, barrel rolling when Caleb leaned down to grab her. She jumped over the pile of dirt around the grave and dove straight into it.

She picked up a piece of cloth that was once the body's shirt, and lit it with her lighter, scrambling out of the grave.

She watched as Caleb dropped Robbie, who had, thankfully, landed on some old couch cushions, and promptly burst into flames.

In a matter of seconds, Caleb, and the thing inside of it, were both dead, only ashes remaining.

"Are you okay?" Jade asked, coming up to Robbie.

"No." He said simply, sitting on the cushions. "My dad's dead."

Jade thought for a moment, then sat down next to him.

"It's gonna be okay. We'll take care of you. You'll get over your dad, I promise." Jade replied, putting a hand on his back.

"But he was my dad! How will I get over him?" He asked angrily, turning to her with tears in his eyes.

"I'm not saying you'll want to, but life goes on. It hurts a lot now, but eventually, it won't be so bad. My mommy died when I was four, and it still sucks sometimes when I think about it too hard. But I had to get over it, 'cause the thing that killed mommy was still out there, and I had to help daddy kill it. And when we did, I knew that nobody else was gonna get hurt by it, so I knew that mommy would be proud of me." Jade told him, using her mom's death by a demon as an example.

It wasn't easy to kill a demon, and with no mystical object to kill it with (A/N: I decided that the colt would not exist in this fic. Sorry if that upsets you in some way.), they had to do some serious digging to find an ancient ritual that'd ended it's life.

At least, that's what Jade's dad told her.

"Oh. I'm sorry about your mom." Robbie replied pitifully.

Jade pulled out her lighter.

"This was my mommy's. She said that whenever something seemed hopeless and black, you could light it, and it would brighten the darkness." Jade gave the lighter to Robbie.

He flicked it open, and a white flame came out. On the sides of the lighter, the phrase, "Love you to the moon and back!" was engraved, followed by her mother's name, Elizabeth Grace West, and Jade's name.

"I would light it when I got really sad about mommy, and it made me feel a little better, like I wasn't so alone. But I think that, right now, you need it more than me." Jade told him, wrapping an arm around him and pulling Robbie in for a hug.

Flashback Ends

Robbie still had the lighter after all these years, and would light it whenever he was angry or sad about his life, or if he or Jade were in danger.

He remembered how Jade's dad had come down a little while later to find Jade and Robbie in the basement, a fire blazing behind them with ashes next to them, and had immediately yelled at Jade for not following orders. Robbie had tried to explain to him that she had saved his life, but he was having none of it.

John had ordered Jade to go to the car, and had turned to Robbie and told him that they could either drop him of at the adoption center, or he could come with them.

Robbie, who had felt safer around Jade, opted for the latter, and the rest was history.

A noise right outside the saloon broke Robbie from his thoughts, and he got his gun ready, praying that Jade was okay.

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Jade had found the ending to the cave, and had come across the seven missing campers. They were alive, but unconscious, and were strung up to the wall by there hands. Jade had woken them all up, and explained what had happened.

They, in turn, had told her how they had gotten captured.

A tall girl with bleach blonde hair, Jeanie, had started. Jade thought she looked familiar, like she had seen her somewhere recently. She brushed off the notion and listened to the girl.

"Well, we were in the RV, like, totally partying our asses off! Then, there's like, this knock at the door." She says, twirling her hair and smiling at Jade, undressing her with her eyes.

An athletic guy with a buzz cut, Steve, went next.

"Yeah, so we went and opened the door, and we didn't find anything. We all got out and looked around the RV, ready to pound any douche trying to play jokes on us, but we couldn't find anyone. not even under the thing."

Next was another guy, a skinny kid with long black hair. He had a gash above his left eye. He told Jade that his name was Dave.

"So we went back into the RV, and we found some booze in the cabinet, and started drinking. Except Chris, Olivia, and I."

Olivia, Dave's girlfriend, picked up. She looked identical to Dave, with the long black hair and clothes.

"Yeah, Dave and I wanted to write poetry together, and you have to empty your mind and let it flow to you, and alcohol doesn't let you do that. And Chris is a Mormon, and they aren't allowed to."

A girl with light brown hair, Jessica, came next.

"Yeah, so we were all having a good time, letting our energy's flow with one another, and everything was fine until we got to the back of the cabinet.

A guy with spiked up black hair and bloodshot eyes went after that. He said his name was Ralph

"Yeah man." He laughed hysterically. "That shit was great. Knocked us out in MINUTES." He cracked up some more.

A girl with glasses, Vanessa, finally got fed up and explained the rest.

"I was still a little conscious when that thing came into the RV. Chris and Dave tried to fight it off, and it knocked Dave out. Olivia fainted at the smell of it. And Chris..." She trailed off, looking down at the ground.

Jade put a hand on her shoulder, urging her to continue.

"It tore Chris apart." Gasps from the whole group rose up. "Then it took his blood and started smearing it all over the walls. It went up to Dave and Olivia, and cut their wrists, bleeding them for a little bit and smearing that everywhere. Then it dragged us all, two by two, down here." She finished.

"Why would it do that?" Jessica asked.

Jade sighed, then turned to her. "Because it wants people to think you're dead. If they think you're dead, they won't come looking for you. If they don't come looking for you, then it gets seven undisturbed meals."

She turned back to the way she had come.

"Now then. We need to get out of here."

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Jade had led them slowly back the way she came, explaining exactly what a Wendigo was, and helped Robbie get them up and out of the cave. Jeanie kept eyeing Jade like a piece of meat, meanwhile.

Dave and Olivia went to the corner and wrapped themselves around one another, and Jessica went to the window to 'get more in tune with her spirit self'.

Ralph offered everyone some 'baked brownies' when they got out of there, and Vanessa and Robbie really hit it off, nerding out over comics and videogames.

Jade sighed, and went about drawing the Anasazi symbols around the room. She had just saved these kids, and she'd be damned if she let the Wendigo get them again.

"Alright, Robbie. We need a plan." Jade told her brother, dragging him away from Vanessa.

"You're right. Any ideas?" He asked.

Vanessa spoke up.

"You say the Wendigo is super fast and strong, right?"

Robbie and Jade both nodded.

"Well, it's probably in that other cave we passed on the way. What if we used some old boards to weaken the integrity of the cave, then propped them up? If they were to be moved, it'd cause a mini cave-in." Vanessa explained.

"But it'd break right out in seconds!" Robbie interjected.

"Exactly. It's not to trap it. It's to slow it down. We get someone to lure it up to here, where we light it up like the Fourth of July." She finished triumphantly.

Jade and Robbie looked at one another.

"That's a good plan." Jade said simply. "Now let's put it in action."

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Jade and Robbie enlisted the help of the rest of the teens, and they all worked on carefully destabilizing the cave. Jade had drawn an Anasazi symbol at it's end in case the thing had shown up, finding some unopened containers of whiskey, wine, rum, and other alcohols.

After a few trips to the car, she loaded the beverages into her baby.

It pays to be a hunter sometimes.

In no time, the group had about 15 places all around the cave set and ready for action.

Jade and Robbie had then led the group back into the small room, then walked them through what the plan was.

Jade was going to run through and lure the thing out, then she'd run to the rope, where the whole group, minus Robbie, would quickly raise her up. When the Wendigo followed, Robbie would set it ablaze, and it'd be done for.

Robbie hated the plan, and he hated how Jade always put herself in danger, but Jade reminded him that she was the oldest, and the most experienced, therefore, she made the decisions.

The group got everything ready, and chatted a bit with the two hunters.

Jade and Robbie learned that Ralph was actually a straight A student, and used pot to get away from all the pressure his parents were putting on him to be valedictorian and go to UGA. (A/N: If you graduate valedictorian of your class, the University of Georgia gives you a full-ride scholarship, no questions asked). They also learned that Jeanie actually struggled with depression, everybody expecting her to be the perfect head cheerleader that she was supposed to fit.

To Steve, football was his life, and a way to escape the destitution his family lived in, though lately, he struggled with homosexual thoughts, and was afraid that, if he was gay, no football program would want him.

Olivia and Dave were both talented writers, and wanted to go on to become poet laureates and best selling novelists. They were both picked on because of their clothes, and their stereotypes, and wanted to use that to open the world's eyes.

Vanessa was a firm believer in women's rights, yet not a feminist. She believed instead in gender equality, and fought for both men and women to be fairly tried, and to be seen without a bias. She aspired to be a talented lawyer, and to start making changes to society.

Jessica loved nature, and found that being closer to the flora and fauna made her the happiest. It was a way to escape when her mother got drunk and started to abuse her and her father. When it would get really bad, she and her dad would take weekend camping trips, and he would tell her all about the wildlife, and how it worked as a whole.

Jade and Robbie sat back and listened to all of this, and saw that even though they were all so different, they somehow worked with one another, like they were this big puzzle where the pieces didn't look right, but somehow were.

It was amazing how such opposite people could feed off of each other's energies, and give back in kind.

Soon enough, however, it was time to lure the Wendigo. Jade lowered herself into the cave, ready to face the thing.

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Jade walked slowly through the smaller cave, her gun at the ready, as well as her flashlight. She wasn't counting on things to not go as planned, but after years of experience, she came to almost expect it.

She got to the other end, where the whole thing opened up into a large room. The stench was the first thing that hit her, one that wasn't there before.

It smelled like someone had been taking a bath in blood for years, and made her stomach do flips inside of her.

Jade took a deep breath, though her mouth mind you, and looked around for the Wendigo.

She found it on the far side of the room, snacking on what looked like an unfortunate homeless man.

"Hey! Take a shower, Dickhead!" She yelled, picking up a nearby human skull and hurling it at the thing.

The Wendigo caught it easily and turned to her. It was tall and thin, it's limbs disproportionate to it's body. The skin was a grayish color, and what little hair it had on its head was greasy and white. Its nose wasn't there, and it had a triangular hole where it should have been. Its eyes were sunken deep into its skull, and looked like two bright red fires coming out of its face.

Jade immediately booked it for the cave.

A guttural roar was heard behind her, signaling the beginning of its new hunt. Jade could hear the Wendigo gaining on her, and she approached the first pillar just as it was about to grab her.

She heaved her shoulder into it, stumbling slightly, but continuing. Large rocks fell on the Wendigo, trapping it momentarily, but Jade didn't even slow down.

She got to the next one just as the thing burst out, slightly slower due to a leg injury. She knocked the next pillar over, trapping it, and kept running.

She did this 13 other times, each time the Wendigo bursting through, giving her no time to breath.

She got to the home stretch, sprinting as fast as her tired legs would carry her, every muscle screaming from exertion as she willed herself just a little farther.

She grabbed the rope when she got to it, pulling three times to signal it was her. She felt five people begin to pull her up with all of their might just as she saw the Wendigo burst into the main cave.

It made eye contact with her, and immediately rushed to grab her.

She had just gotten out of the cave when it came up after her, and Robbie wasn't quite fast enough with the gun. It sensed his presence and knocked him across the room. The Wendigo picked Jade up by the throat and threw her against the wall.

The seven teens had been instructed that, if this were to happen, they were to stay behind Anasazi symbols no matter what, and they obeyed, afraid of the thing that had come after them.

The Wendigo stalked over to Jade, who was curled in the fetal position facing the wall. Just as it had gotten over to her, she rolled over, clutching her flare gun and aiming at the Wendigo.

"Nighty night, BITCH." Jade yelled, pulling the trigger.

The Wendigo went up in flames, thrashing around the room before slowly dissolving into a pile of dust.

Jade got up off of the floor, going over and checking to see if her brother was okay.

She shook him until her was conscious, then grabbed some vodka out of one of the bags they had brought, giving it to him.

"This'll make you feel better, little bro." She said simply, then walked over to the seven missing teens.

"Alright. Listen. The authorities aren't exactly gonna believe that you were all taken as food by some supernatural humanoid thing that's been around for hundreds of years. So. This is what we're gonna tell them." Jade started, looking at all of them before continuing.

"You picked up a hitchhiker who slipped something into your drinks. Chris tried to fight back, but the hitchhiker was deranged, and ganked him. Afterwards, he and a few of his friends drove you all here in a separate car. They tied you up, and were gonna kill you, but they didn't tie the ropes tight enough. You managed to escape, where you all managed to find town again."

"You never saw the hitchhiker's face, nor any of his friend's faces. Robbie and I were never here. We clear?" She asked the teens.

They all nodded.

"I'm going to give you all mine and Robbie's phone numbers. If you ever see anything supernatural happening around here, you give us a call." Jade said, and wrote down her number on each teen's hand.

They talked briefly with each teen's parents to explain the situation, and to give them their phone numbers as well.

Jade had figured out the reason Jeanie had looked so familiar. She had seen her mother with Beck in the bar. With Jeanie's mother being a single parent, she thought nothing of it, and simply smiled at the woman, did her job, and left.

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Robbie and Jade took two trips to get all of the teenagers back to town, dropping each set off a mile away, where they'd walk back into town.

They got lunch in a local cafe, and made sure that the teens were discovered, before heading back out.

The siblings were staying in another shady motel room when Jade got a call.

"Do you think it's Jeanie?" Robbie asked, wiggling his eyebrow.

Jade rolled her eyes at the boy's antics and answered the phone.

"Jade? It's Sikowitz." Jade relaxed, thankful it was a fellow hunter.

"What's up, psycho?" She asked nonchalantly.

Sikowitz's voice was urgent.

"I need you to pick up a case for me." He replied.

"Why don't you do it? Is something wrong?" Jade asked, suddenly worried. Robbie was listening in on the conversation and shot her a puzzled look.

"No. You're just closer, and I don't think there'll be enough time for me to get to the house before something happens."

"Bobby, you aren't making sense. What's going on?" She asked.

"Listen. If you'll call me, I'll explain everything once you get there, I just need you to pick this case up for me."

"Alright, Bobby, I'm trusting you. Where's the case? You said it was close."

"I need you to go to Holly and David Vega's home. I think there's something that wants to do them harm."

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And that's all for this chapter! Next chapter will be up sometime soon, maybe next week, if I have enough time. In the meantime, the question still remains, what should I name Tori's daughter? I have some ideas, but I can always use more!

I also included the seven teens and their stereotypes just to show you that everyone has their own problems, even if they look fine. You might find someone annoying, but even then, they have their own stuff to worry about without people adding more onto it.

As for the abusive mother, I just wanted to add this one because everyone assumes that fathers are the abusive ones. Nobody ever takes an abusive mother seriously because a man is bigger than a woman and is supposed to be okay all of the time. I'm just trying to give everybody a bit of perspective here.

Anywho, hope you all have a lovely week, and I'll see you next chapter!