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This chapter is a little different from the others because it switches from Drake and Jessica's POV! So...

Drake is Bold!

Jessica is normal font~

Now I put line breaks to seperate the two pov's even more but just remember Drake Bold, Jessica normal (although we all know she is far from normal)

Jessica: -grabs knives- I heard that!

Well enjoy! ^^" -runs and hides-


Hunting Time

I held a beautiful Taurus Millennium series PT145 pistol right into those chocolate curls of hers, pressing the barrel right against her left temple. I could see her visibly tense up but she struggled to keep her face clear of any emotion but I saw that moment of surprise and fear.

Hold on, slow down again from the top now and tell me everything.
I know I've been gone for what seems like forever,
But I'm here now waiting
To convince you that I'm not a ghost or a stranger,
But closer than you think.
"She said just go on to what you
pretend is your life but
Please don't die on me."

"I'm only going to say this one so keep your mouth shut and listen," I kept the gun right in place with a grin, "We're going to have a different type of training session today. Today it's about survival; test your strength here in the forest with all the animals, nature and me. I'm going to give you an hour to stay alive while I hunt you down. Last the whole hour and you get to live until the last second when you poof, that includes keeping you from being one of Caine's 'poof' observations. However, if I find you, I will kill you."

The color drained from her face, but she tried to keep her face as indifferent as possible. I simply smiled, "Hey it's a win-win situation for you; you win, you live and if you die, you don't have to wait around to poof off somewhere unknown, since that idea frightens you. Okay, now, I'll give you five minutes to hide, so off you go."

Jessica sat there for a few seconds at first just staring at me, her eyes filled with disbelief, but my grin reassured her that this was no joke. Her long fingers grabbed at the door handle and struggled to open the door at first, but once she got it open, she dashed out leaving it wide open.

I grinned as I got out myself to take out the stunning Winchester Rifle, Model 70 with a 24-inch barrel length and a scope, from the back of the SUV. Never used a scope before, but how hard could it be. After all, just look through it after lining it up with the target and fire.

Luckily, there was a strap letting me hang around my neck and right shoulder. Checking my digital watch, I smiled, "Ready or not, here I come, Jessica." Slamming the back door shut, I headed on into the forest.

Wings won't take me,
Heights don't phase me,
So take a step
But don't look down.
Take a step.

Ten steps, just ten steps into the forest and I can tell that this will be one fun hour. On the ground, a few feet away from me, there was a pile of clothes near the bottom of a large tree right next to a small mud puddle. I have a partially naked girl, covered in mud running around, hiding from me. This made my grin widen; at least this would be an amusing hour.

However, I bent down and smiled; there was a small dainty footprint in the soft brown earth. Smart as she was for stripping off unnecessary clothing that would have only hindered her; she still left a nice trail leading me right to her. Oh well, I still have some time to get her, it will be fun letting her panic for at least half an hour. I will be on her trail but just to watch her struggle for a little while. After all, what was the fun in just shooting her down within the first ten minutes?

I continued walking, but not out in the open, I also had to keep hidden; so, I stayed behind many trees and large bushes while keeping on her trail. Too bad this hunt was a win-win situation for her, but then again, it was for me as well. She wins, I defy Caine and if I win, well I get to kill her in any way I like with my two metallic mistresses. What could be better than that?

"Ah, now what is this?" I laughed as I walked towards some bushes, some of the branches were broken but it was the sight of the red liquid dripping from a few of the leaves that made me happy. She is bleeding from a wound, or at least I hope she is bleeding from a wound. This will most definitely slow her down.

Just as I was about to move on, something else caught my eye. Hidden by some twigs, was a small blue bird, no clue what its real name was, but there it was with its neck bent in an odd manner, almost as if someone had twisted its neck.

Could this have been Jessica? No, it couldn't have been her; she wouldn't hurt an animal small as this; she won't even let me shoot her stupid mutts. Yet, I smiled anyways at the thought that it was she and I was most definitely still on her trail.


Drake wanted to kill me! He seriously wanted to kill me! What the hell? What had gotten into him to suddenly hunt me down as if I were some animal? Did he really hate me that much…

My heart was racing and I think I was getting an infection now. There were scratches already all over my body, but one deep hideous wound on my left arm where that freak bird attacked me.

I had been simply hiding in some tall bushes for a few minutes, when out of nowhere this blue bird with razor sharp beak almost pecked me to death. Of course, that was until I managed to grab it and twist its neck…that is when I could feel it stop struggling in my hands.

For some reason I thought I could bring it back to life but in the end, I just ran for my own life without even trying. I had to keep running, especially with Drake on my path. He was a true hunter, a killer with no mercy and no matter where I hid, how many articles of clothing I take off or how much dirt I rub all over my body, he will find me in the end. However, I had to prove that situation wrong; I will beat him in his own little sick game.

Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!
I think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong,
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!

However, the pain was getting worse in my shoulder and my lungs felt like they were about to burst. How I wished I were part of the track team when I had the chance, but as I stood behind a nice large trunked tree, huffing and puffing, I knew it was too late. Yet, despite the pain, I had to keep running. There was no stopping for me, for the fear of Drake Merwin pumping me full of lead kept me going.

I did want to die before my poof if I could but not death by gun. Perhaps, one of my own beautiful blades or even drowning…I could always take my own life but being brought up by god-fearing parents, surprisingly, the poof was better than suicide even though I was already going to hell.

Although, is there a God anymore? If there was, then why was all this happening? Why-

"Get a hold of yourself, Jessica!" I whispered harshly to myself as I pressed my back up against the tree. "Now is not the time to have a religious crisis, do it later after you escape Drake's evil clutches."

With a nod of understanding, to myself, I peeked from behind the tree and once I was sure the coast was clear, I darted from my hiding spot as quietly and quickly as possible.

I ran through bushes against my will, but the large green plants were the best places for hiding. However, I knew the closer I got to Lake Tramonto the less shrubbery there would be and more opportunity for Drake to shoot me down. My main worry, though, was not that, but the fact that I was heading towards the lake because, if I remembered correctly, there was a few cabins there I can hide out in or I hoped.

It has been a while since I last came here with my father, five years almost to the date. He brought me to the small cabin by the lake mainly to teach me how to fish but on our way walking to the cabin he told me all sort of things about the plants that grew around here. Of course, I was young and hardly paid much attention but there were things that I remembered from that trip. Even though, I grew to hate my father later in life, he did teach me some valuable things, things I was grateful for now.

Perpetual motion the image won't focus.
A blur is all that's seen,
But here in this moment like the eye of a storm
It all came clear to me.
I found a shoulder to lean on,
An infallible reason to live all by itself.
I took one last look from the heights that I once loved,
And then I ran like hell.

The sound of a twig snapping caused me to freeze in my position. It was Drake, no doubt about it. Slowly, I took a hold of a branch nearest me, transformed it into a very sharp spear and waited in the bushes for him.

"Jessica," that voice called out smoothly, "Oh my little devil of wit, where can you be hiding?"

He was taunting me, he knew where I was but he decided to taunt me; push my buttons until I came out of hiding. However, I didn't wait for him to push my buttons; I jumped out of hiding and threw my spear in his general direction before bolting off far away from him into a clump of trees. Seeing a low branch, I grabbed it and pulled myself up, the bark scraping the soft flesh of my stomach, but it was just another scratch.

Knowing I wasn't in the safe zone yet, I kept climbing, happy that I at least took gymnastics when I was younger. Around the third or fourth branch, I felt something graze my thigh; looking down I saw Drake with that crazy grin and his gun pointed right at me.

"Hello there, Jessica," his grin widened. "Hope you aren't too hurt."

I stared into those cold gray eyes only for a second before standing and taking the dangerous leap into the next tree, praying I would make it, get a hold of the branch and escape.


Thirty-four minutes have passed by and I managed to lose her trail. How the hell did that happen? I was right on her tail, but then it was as if she simply vanished in thin air. I could barely get a whiff of her light sweet smell anymore, and her footprints were mixed in with about a dozen or so animal prints that it was hard to mark hers out from the others.

I knelt on the dirt ground and surveyed the land around me. There was pine trees bunched together with low bushes. Yet, she was not here and there was no way she passed through here. At least, I didn't think so until I heard a twig snap and a deer galloped in front of me. I quickly ducked behind a tree as I grabbed up my pistol from my belt.

I peered from behind the tree and rolled my eyes. It was simply a red fox but there was something strange about this fox. It looked bigger than what I remembered from the times my father took me hunting. Twice as large, as it should be and it looked like it was on steroids with those bulging muscles. It was something that could tear a human apart within in a matter of seconds, if they were not careful. However, the fox was already gone after the swift-footed deer, letting me come out of hiding.

Making sure the safety was back on, I tucked the pistol back into my belt as I headed back to the last spot where I lost track of her. Just to make sure I didn't waste time, I ran back to the clump of tall odd plants. On the stem of one of them, there was a smudge of blood. Naturally, it would seem as if it could belong to just about anyone or thing, but I just knew it was Jessica. It had to be, the plant was known for its medicinal purposes, and a few stalks showed signs of being savagely torn apart. I figured with her powers, she turned the soft inner part of the stalk into a bandage for her wounds.

I had to give her credit for peeling the outer layer of the stalk and keeping the sticky inner part. Just seeing what she was doing so far was half the fun; now I just had to find her and put a bullet right through that thick skull of hers.

Without wasting another second, I knelt on the ground and focused on finding some trail of where she was heading. As I looked closer to the ground, I heard something growl behind me causing me to smirk; seems as if my little fox friend had lost his deer and found me instead. Taking hold of my rifle, I slowly turned around only to greet the bared canines of that fox hopped up on steroids. Then, it lunged right for me.

Wings won't take me.
Heights don't phase me.
So take a step,
But don't look down.
Take a step.

Just one shot. That's all it took to take that filthy thing down. It was too slow to react when I brought up my rifle and blew in its face. Too bad Jessica wasn't around to see what she would end up like soon enough.

I turned my back on the dead mass of fur and let the rifle drop back to my right side. Now, where did my little freak head off to?

"What would I do if I were in her shoes?" I asked myself rubbing my smooth chin. That is when it hit me. My lips curled into a smirk, "Cabins."

Up near the lake, there were a few cabins, where the wealthy would go to escape the boring life in town. It was a hiding place for them and now for my little freak.

Why didn't I think about this before? It was obvious now that I think about it, her trail lead away from the denser parts of the forest to the less protected regions. This was absolutely perfect for me, all I had to do was reach the lake and sure enough, I will find her pathetically hiding in one of the houses.

I checked my watch before heading off in the general direction of the house, making sure I was still hidden in the shadows of the trees. Eighteen minutes left in my game and it was still nice and bright outside. Perfect.


Five cabins and not a single damn knife in any of them, just my luck. Although, I did find tin cans, but they had food in them. I needed something to turn into a knife and metal was the best material to use to do that. Yet, without many metals around, I could hardly do that. I needed something, anything, just to make a weapon to defend myself against that psychopath; I will not go down without a fight.

Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!
I think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong.
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!

I ran into the kitchen of the very last cabin on the edge of the lake, there were more, but it would take time to run to them since they were on the opposite side of the lake; also, there were more on the other side of this barrier but I could hardly reach those now. However, the barrier was the least of my troubles as I tore apart the kitchen, looking for some silverware that I can turn into blades.

"Oh, thank the Lord," I cried as I found a drawer full of real knives, forks and spoons; all the other cabins only had plastic crap.

I poured the contents on the ground, and grouped the metals together randomly before putting my hand over each of them, transforming them into ten perfect blades. Wait, I didn't have any way to carry them on my, now, completely naked body; since, the material of my bra and panties were paper-thin, they hardly survived; especially, with me hiding in bushes and climbing trees every now and then, when I could feel Drake was getting close. The nudity hardly mattered; the dried blood and dirt covered my whole body including my face.

A gun. I could make a gun and bullets, but that was Drake's thing. Knives were my thing and guns were his; just as he can always count on his gun to finish someone off, I count on my knives to save me. I had to figure out some way to carry them with me, though apart, from just in my hands where, there is always a possibility of hurting myself accidently.

However, no matter how hard I thought about it, I always ended back to the point that I needed some clothes. Unfortunately, there were none in the cabins that I searched; the only materials were the curtains and bed sheets.

"Of course!" I jumped up, ran into the bedroom of the cabin, and tore off the bed sheet off the first bed I happened upon. With adrenaline pumping through me, I ripped the sheet apart into smaller pieces. I first wrapped one piece around the sticky green bandages I made from the inside part of the plant my father once told me had healing properties. The sticky substance soothed the wound, causing me to forget about it for the time being.

Without wasting another second, I wrapped a piece of the pure white cloth around my waist tightly. It was a short piece, that would not affect me as I ran, but it was the perfect way to carry my blades with me. After tucking in the last blade, I crossed myself and prayed, "Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed it the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen."

I count the times that I've been sorry.
(I know, I know)
While my conventions slowly drowns.
(I know, I know)
If there's a time these walls could guard you.
(I know, I know)
Then let that time be right now.

I froze upon hearing the gunshot and the cries of birds fleeing. He was here and I was ready for him.


Ten minutes, I only had ten minutes left to find and kill; of course, I might just wait until the last minute, to pop one into that pretty face of hers. Yet, I will have to find her first, torture her and then finish her off.

I pointed my gun towards the sky and fired; letting her know her time was coming to an end. For a few moments, I stood there scanning the cabins to my right but I discarded those quickly when I saw just how little cover they had, and the large distance from where I was standing. Moreover, the cabin windows on the left were all broken, obviously the only way for Jessica to get in.

"Jessica, come out, come out wherever you are," I called out with a grin as I advanced towards the cabins.

Just as I was nearing the first one, something came flying right at my face. I ducked just in time as the blur flew past my head. Quickly, I looked at the thing that stuck to the ground behind me. My smirk only widened upon seeing the blade. Looks as if she didn't waste any time cowering in the shadows waiting for me to come end her life, guess I have a fighter on my hands now.

'I wonder if she's still naked…'


I missed and now I'm going to pay the price, unless I run out of the cabin quickly. The front door flew right off the hinges by my hiding spot against the wall, meaning I had to run now or else die and there is no way that was going to happen.

Getting up, I ran into the kitchen and threw myself out of the already broken window. The landing was far from graceful, but I quickly got up and darted into the cover of the few trees waiting for Drake to come out.

She was quick. Before I could even step over the threshold, she was on the run. This was turning into a really fun game that I had to play with Diana and Caine later on.


Blade in hand, I waited as I perched precariously in the tree. I just needed him to take one-step out the back door. My grip on the blade tightened when I saw the door creak slowly open, the first object I saw poking from behind the screen was the black barrel of the gun followed by its master. Without a moment's hesitation, I flung my blade and jumped out of the tree surprising him.

Now I'm standing on the rooftop…
Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall.
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!
I think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong,
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!


She caught me completely off guard; I wasn't expecting a full out body pinning attack. I raised my gun in the direction of the knife, but wasn't able to fire after she got her hands on it and knocked me onto my back. Jessica was on top of me, her face smudged with dirt and blood but her large brown eyes drowned me in her anger and fear. I felt something cold and sharp right at my neck, waiting to make a quick end of me. I simply smirked at her as my finger wrapped around the trigger of the rifle and put it right at her temple.

'Let's see who is quicker…'

Beep Beep. Beep Beep


I didn't like the look of that devil grin of his, if anything I hated it because it made my blood run cold. The fear caused me to put more pressure on the blade I held at his throat but not enough to draw blood…yet.

Beep Beep. Beep Beep.

Now I'm standing on the rooftop…
Now I'm standing on the rooftop…
Now I'm standing on the rooftop…
Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall!


Did Jessica win in time? Will Drake keep his promise? Review quickly and you shall find out soon enough~!

I do not own Gone or the song Ready to Fall by Rise Against~

^_^ Thank you Caris L Clearwater for all the wonderful help. I'm sure I still have grammar mistakes but I'm trying! (By the way, do you have a nickname you prefered being called by?)

And thank you everyone who has been reading or reviewing, once again, you all are just great people~ =)