DISCLAIMER: Please remember, I'm not in any way associated with any of the cast or crew members, Fox Family Channel, Lion's Gate, or Cliffhanger Productions. I don't own any of the characters except Kerri. I'm just a obsessive HG, and Scott and Shelby fan :)
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Character Name: Kerri Malone
From: Lexington, KY
Looks: Blonde, brown eyes, 5'8, thin. Southern belle type.
Personality: Very, very rude to everyone except Scott. Spoiled.
Reason for being at Horizon: She and her friends got involved with drugs and crime for a thrill in, what they thought was, there dull lives. Despite having recieved everything, from clothing to love from her parents, Kerri never could get enough.
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Character Name: Mark Pratt
From: Los Angeles
Looks: Black hair, brown eyes, 6'1, lanky. Evil look about him
Personality: Dark
Reason for being at Horizon: Drug addict. Murdered two people, but was never convicted
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This is my first Fan Fic, and feedback is appriciated. Please, though, be kind!
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*The main lodge*

Everyone sat stiffly in terror as Mark continued to hold the gun to Shelby's head. "Sit down" Mark bellowed to Peter and Sophie, who slowly did as they were told. "Mark..let her go. She has nothing to do with this. We can talk it out..." Sophie reasoned, before being cut off my Mark. "I need a pretty little hostage, and Shelby here is doing *so* well" Mark said, stroking the side of Shelby's face with the cold, metal handgun. "Just...just tell us what you want. As long as you let her go..we'll do it" Peter said, beginning to stand up. Mark immidiatly pointed the gun at Shelby's head again. "I suggest you sit down Mr. Scarbrow" he whispered gruffly. "As for what I want..I want out of here. I don't think I'm asking much. Just let me go, and I do no harm to my beautiful hostage." Peter bit his lip slightly. He looked over at Shelby, her eyes glassy, her face filled with fear. He knew what was in Mark's file. He'd already murdered two people, maybe more. This was a situation he'd never delt with before. But he knew what he had to do. "Okay..okay. You're free. Just..just let Shelby go" Peter sighed, knowing that no matter what he did, something bad would come out of the situation. Mark laughed. "Oh no Peter. I'm not as stupid as you think. As soon as I let her go, you'll call the cops on me. Don't play me out to be an idio. After all, I got this in here, didn't I" he asked with a smirk, waving the gun in the air. "So this is what I'm going to do. I leave through the woods, *with* Shelby, and you don't come after me. Once I get into town, I'll drop her off somewhere, and you can come get her. No police involvement. We don't want any *accidents* happening, do we Peter" Mark asked deviously. Peter nodded slowly, then wheels in his head beginning to turn. Once they'd left, he'd call Curtis to see if he could do anything. Maybe get some to line the exits of town. Catch him *after* he dropped off Shelby. Mark gave a quick nod, and then opened the door, pushing Shelby out, the gun still pressed against her head, as they crossed the dark campus and dissappeared into the woods. Kerri sighed. "Well thats an incident I can write home about" she said, standing up as if nothing had happened. "You heartless, self centered, egotistical bitch!" Daisy yelled, lunging for Kerri, being intercepted by Sophie. "Kerri, thats enough. Everyone get back to your dorms, its almost lights out" Peter said quickly, heading towards his office, dialing Curtis' private number. "Curtis? Peter Scarbrow. We have a major situation on our hands......."


*The woods*


"Move it!" Mark hissed impatinetly at Shelby, who was walking in front of him. They'd left campus about 20 minutes before, and Mark had no idea where they were. He kept the gun pointed at her back, as they walked quickly along. "You've been here long enough...you should know your way around" Mark said gruffly, pushing her forwards.



*The Boys Dorm*

Scott was reading a book when Ezra and Auggie walked in, there face's ghostly white. "I heard someone screaming earlier. Was group that bad?" Scott asked with a sarcastic smile. But it quickly faded when Ezra and Auggie didn't laugh, or smile. They just looked at each other nervously. "Whats up with you two, huh? Ya statues or somethin'?" Scott asked. Again, they just gave each other nervous glances. "What the hell is going on?!" Scott demanded, standing up. "Scott...something happened during group" Auggie began. "You know that new kid..Mark..tall..skinny..creepy?". Scott nodded slowly. "Well somehow...he snuck a..a gun in here..and he brought it to group" Ezra trailed off. Scott's eyes grew wide. "I'm gonna kill him.." Scott began, before being cut off by Auggie. "He's gone Meat...and he took..and he took Shelby with him" Auggie said quietly, looking at the floor. All of the color drained out of Scott's face. He just stood there for a moment, stunned, flashes of Shelby shooting through his mind. Then, almost robotically, he grabbed his coat, and put it on. "Where you goin' Meat?" Auggie questioned worridly. "To kick the living shit out of that asshole" Scott said quickly, zipping up his coat, and bolting out the door for the woods. No matter what, he would find Shelby



*The Woods*

"Get up!" Mark yelled at Shelby, who'd tripped over a log, and was now sitting on the ground, clutching her ankle. "My ankle hurts" Shelby said through gritted teeth. "We don't have time for these stupid games!" Mark screamed, yanking her to her feet. A burst of white hot pain seared through Shelby's ankle as she was forced to lean against Mark. "Now walk!" he snarled, pushing her in front of him.

Scott had been running through the woods for a good hour. It was dark, and he was out of breath. He stopped and leaned against a tree about five times as wide as he was. All of a sudden he heard a voice. "It hurts!" someone screamed. Scott's heart pounded. He carefully peaked around the tree's trunk. Shelby sat on the ground, a couple hundred yards away, gripping her ankle. That Mark guy stood over her, his gun pointed at her head. The anger inside of Scott grew. Who in the hell did this guy think he was?! No way in hell was he going to get away with this. Sure, he and Shelby weren't exactly on speaking terms...or any terms for that matter. But he still cared about her. More than she could ever realize. Scott quickly made his decision. He took a deep breath, and bolted out from behind the tree. "Shelby! Run!" Scott screamed, lunging towards Mark. Mark stood there, stunned for a moment, as Shelby tried to get up. "No WAY!" Mark screamed, his anger boiling. Shelby pushed herself up as best she could on her injured ankle, and began to hobble slowly away. Scott lunged on top of Mark, trying to push the gun out of his hands. But before he could, Mark's finger squeezed the trigger. A bullet flew out, and a body fell to the ground. There was a scream. A scream of pain. And then another, of anguish. Then a third. A long, drawn out scream of sorrow.


To Be Continued............