Chapter 10

Betty was just arriving home. After practice she and the other cheerleaders had discussed the charity carwash they were holding on the weekend.

"Hey Mom, I'm home!" Betty called out.

"Hello Betty," her mother responded coming from the living room. "How was… WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?"

Betty was still wearing her cheerleading uniform. She looked down on it, not sure what her mother was yelling about.

"This is the new cheerleading uniform," Betty answered.

"What? Where's the skirt? I can see your belly button, I CAN SEE YOUR CLEAVAGE!" Alice Cooper exclaimed.

"I know, I think it looks sexy," Betty stated.

"You go upstairs and change right now!" Alice demanded.

"Okay, I was going to do that anyway," Betty said.

Betty headed upstairs leaving her mother standing angrily in the hallway.

"I'm going to call Principal Weatherbee about these uniforms!" Alice called after her daughter.

"Good luck, he's the one that approved them!" Betty shouted back.

Betty had expected her mother to react like this and simply chuckled to herself as she entered her bedroom. Betty tossed her bag to the floor next to her bed and closed the door. Betty then removed the top of her cheerleading uniform.

"Looking good there Betty," a female voice said.

Betty turned around in surprise, covering herself up with her arms. Standing where she would have been hidden by the door when it was open, was Cheryl.

"Cheryl? What are you doing here?" Betty demanded. "How did you… what happened to your arm?"

Cheryl's left arm didn't seem to have a forearm, and she only had a small baby sized hand that was just below her elbow.

"Ah well, kind of had my arm chopped off," Cheryl replied nonchalantly. "It'll grow back soon."

"What the hell happened?" Betty asked.

"Well Sheriff Keller took me to this house over on the south side; it was under the guise of protective custody. But once I was there the FBI agent in charge of the investigation basically started to interrogate me. Of course I had turned that female officer and she was still there. Well I caused her to turn and she killed the FBI Agent," Cheryl explained.

"Okay, but then did she turn on you? Is that what happened to your arm?" Betty asked curiously.

"No she didn't turn on me," Cheryl answered. "Turns out Jason really was back in town to kill me. He cut off my arm and killed the officer while I got away."

"He killed her? How?" Betty asked worried. "Is he going to kill me? Kill all of us?"

"That's probably his intention," Cheryl replied. "Jason's been gone for two years, he's obviously learned some way of killing us."

"Well what can we do?" Betty asked.

"We're going to kill him, actually I need to be the one that kills him," Cheryl replied. "But not until the next full moon."

"Why do we have to wait till the next full moon?" Betty asked.

"It's part of the werewolf legend," Cheryl replied. "Where one twin is a werewolf and the other if the werewolf twin kills the other then all werewolves will become more powerful."

Betty's eyes went wide with surprise.

"Seriously?" Betty asked.

"Yes, but I have to kill Jason under the light of a full moon," Cheryl answered.

"I understand, what do we do?" Betty asked.

"We're going to need to make it look like Jason killed me," Cheryl replied. "I left my arm behind at the house but that probably won't convince Sheriff Keller than I'm dead."

"Well what do we need to do?" Betty asked.

"Well, you're going to need to find an axe," Cheryl answered.

Ginger pulled her car into her family's driveway and got out. Neither of her parents were home at the moment; her father was a chef at one of the hottest restaurants in town while her mother was an attorney. With recent massacre a lot of families had been looking to sue someone and had hired Ginger's mother, although who they were going to sue remained to be determined. However, the restaurant had seen a drop in business since people were staying home more, worried to go out and not sure if there was going to be another massacre or not.

Ginger grabbed her backpack from the backstreet and walked up to the front door. As she was putting her key in lock she sensed something behind her. Ginger spun around to see a lean, tanned red-headed man with long shaggy hair and a scruffy beard. He had an eyepatch and was dressed in Native American garb. It took her a moment but Ginger quickly recognized Jason.

"Jason? Wha…what are you doing here?" Ginger stammered in surprise.

"Where's Cheryl?" Jason asked.

"I… I don't know," Ginger replied. "Some police took her at cheerleading practice saying they had to put her protective custody, from you."

Jason pulled a tomahawk off his belt and swung it. Ginger winced but Jason ended had been aiming for the door just beside her head, the hatchet buried into it. Jason held onto the handle and leaned in closer to Ginger.

"You don't want to protect my sister Ginger," Jason said. "She's a monster, she's the one that took my eye. All the killings that have been happening, that's my sister's doing."

Ginger was actually frightened by Jason. The two of them had been dating when Jason had lost his eye and left Riverdale; and Ginger remembered Jason as the slightly cocky jock from then, but this new Jason was intense and focused and he just gave off a menacing vibe. Ginger felt that if he knew she was a werewolf too he probably would kill her without blinking.

"I don't know Jason, I don't know anything," Ginger said. "You saw I just got home."

Jason backed up and pulled the tomahawk out of the door and put it back on his belt.

"Fine, but you tell me if you see her," Jason said.

Ginger could only stand watching as Jason calmly walked down the driveway. Only once he was out of sight did Ginger feel like she could breath again as she took several short shallow breaths until she was able to compose herself. She then finally unlocked the door and went inside.

"Fucking hell," Ginger cursed under her breath.

Just then Ginger's phone buzzed from inside her backpack. Ginger unzipped her backpack and checked the caller-ID to see that it was a call from Betty.

"Betty?" Ginger asked her voice still shaky.

"Ginger I have to… are you alright," Betty asked sensing something wrong.

"Jason just showed up here and threatened me wanting to know where Cheryl was," Ginger replied.

"Well Cheryl is here with me," Betty told her. "Jason attacked her at the house that the police had taken her to, he chopped off part of her arm!"

"Well he's out looking to kill her," Ginger said. "He's changed, he's not the Jason that I remember."

"No and we need to stop him," Betty agreed. "Cheryl's got a plan but I'm going to need some help…"

It was late at night, but Sheriff Keller was still in his office at police station. The bottle of scotch that Agent Greenway had given him sat on his desk almost empty as Keller had been drinking it for the last several hours. Keller was still trying to reconcile what had happened at the safehouse.

After looking over the scene it had appeared as though Greenway had been attacked from behind while she had been questioning Cheryl. And if that was the case then the Cheryl hadn't been responsible, which meant the only suspects were Officer Lovett and the red-headed man that he had seen fleeing just as he arrived, who had to be Jason Blossom. And Jason had to have killed Officer Lovett who was found with wounds consistent with small axes.

But making things even stranger was the fact that Cheryl's arm had been found at the scene. It had been confirmed as her arm through fingerprints. But there was no sign of the rest of Cheryl. No body had turned up and she hadn't shown up at a hospital.

All of it was making Keller question everything he had known about this case. Had Officer Lovett perhaps been the monster? It would explain how the officers at the theatre had been killed? But that would also mean he was responsible for Greenway's death since he left her alone with Lovett.

Just then there was a knock on his door. Keller looked up to see one of his officers, Officer Hernandez.

"Sheriff, sorry to interrupt," Hernandez apologized. "We just got a call about gun shots near the high school."

Keller unsteadily got up from his desk.

"Let's go," he said.

"Um, sir, are you sure you should be going?" Hernandez asked.

"Yes," Keller replied. "But… maybe you should drive."

Police cars arrived at Riverdale High and the officers and Sheriff Keller got out. However there was no obvious threats.

"Okay look around," Keller said as he took a big sip of coffee.

It wasn't long until they found something.

"Sir, I've got something here," Hernandez called out.

Keller and the other officers made their way over to see what Hernandez had found. On the ground were a pair of severed legs and an arm and a very large blood stain.

"There's some bullet casings here too," Hernandez said.

Keller took a look at the arm. He immediately recognized the nail polish, it was the same as the arm at the safehouse.

"That's Cheryl Blossom's other arm," Keller declared. "Pretty sure these are her legs."

"What the hell did this to her?" Hernandez asked.

"I think it was her brother," Keller replied. "But a better question is where is the rest of her body?"

"Looks like it was dragged this way, and maybe loaded into a car," Hernandez said.

"I want an arrest warrant put out for Jason Blossom," Keller said. "I want him brought in but consider him to be armed at dangerous."

"Yes sir!" the officers all agreed.

"And Hernandez," Keller said.

"Yes Sheriff?" Hernandez asked.

"Can you take me back to the station, I think I need to lie down," Keller said.

Ginger pulled her car to a stop at small cabin just north of Riverdale. She and Betty then got out and opened up the trunk. Inside was Cheryl, her left arm had grown back to normal however her right arm and both legs were still regenerating and the bullet wounds from where Ginger had shot her had healed over.

"Alright let's get you out of there," Ginger said as she and Betty picked Cheryl up and carried her over to the cabin.

"You sure your brother doesn't know about this place?" Betty asked.

"No, the old man that owned this place was someone I killed more than a year ago, well after Jason left town," Cheryl replied. "And nobody has even noticed he's missing, so I think we'll be alright."

They reached the door of the cabin and Ginger opened it up, a musty smell washed over the three girls. Betty reached for a light switch but found there was no power.

"Just get me to the couch," Cheryl said. "I think there's a generator around the side."

Betty and Ginger got Cheryl over to the couch and then Betty went outside to check for a generator.

"I have to say I'm surprised that you're doing all this," Ginger said to Cheryl. "I mean you'll be out here for more than a week."

"A small price to pay," Cheryl said as she propped herself up with her good left arm. "The tricky part is going to be you girls staying out of Jason's crosshairs; we don't know everything he is capable of, like if he can somehow detect other werewolves or not."

"What if I try and get close to him?" Ginger suggested. "I mean, I did date your brother. Perhaps I could play on some residual feelings."

"That could be dangerous," Cheryl said. "If he finds out what you are, you wouldn't be just putting yourself in danger it would be the whole pack. Besides the police are going to be looking for him, and we don't know what he is capable of."

"I could offer to help him hide from the police," Ginger proposed.

"That… that's actually a good idea," Cheryl commented. "That way we would know where he is."

"I do have to ask you something," Ginger said.

"What's that?" Cheryl inquired.

"You've been putting a lot of responsibility in Betty, even though she only recently turned. Why her over one of the others like Midge, Sheila or Toni who have been with you for a while now?" Ginger asked.

"Because I can trust her," Cheryl replied. "Before she even turned, when she went against Veronica it proved to me where her loyalties would lie; and that would only get stronger once she joined the pack."

"Well I think you made a good call," Ginger said.

Just then Betty returned.

"The generator is out of fuel," Betty said. "But even if there was it hasn't been used in a while, I think it would need a bit of work to get it running."

"Don't worry about it for now," Cheryl said. "I just need time to regenerate. It's probably better than it's not working anyway I'm trying to keep a low profile and pretend I'm dead out here."

"You sure you're okay not having electricity for over a week?" Ginger asked.

"If my brother can survive in the desert for two years, I think I'll manage for a week," Cheryl replied. "I don't really need it for anything I can hunt for small game to eat. Now you two should get back to town and don't come out here unless absolutely necessary."

"Alright, you sure you'll be okay?" Betty asked.

"Nothing a couple hours of regenerating won't fix," Cheryl replied with a smile as she raised her child sized right arm.

Things are starting to come to a climax. Which twin will prevail in the end? Cheryl or Jason? And what role will Sheriff Keller play in all of this? Read on to find out! Please Review!