lol i was listening to 'i will do anything for love' by meatloaf while writing this :L it was on on the part where he was singing 'i will do anything for love, i will do anything for love' lol:L it was very inspirational XD its on you tube if you want to check it out lol :P

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Chapter 10

It had been a long while, 30 minutes roughly, since May left Drew's side to get help.

Drew sighed and knew it was time. He stood up with a limp. Then Drew turned in the opposite direction that May ran. He had to make sure she made it out of the woods without ever running into Darrel. He had to give Darrel a different target than May. If Darrel came back too soon and saw May was missing, Drew feared Darrel would chase her down and find her before she got anywhere.

So Drew walked up to the invisible fence. He could see the small pole sticking out of the ground with a blinking green dot. Once he passed through, it would turn red and Darrel would check his tracker screen and come after Drew, thinking he's coming after both him and May.

Drew looked at the trackers on his arm and leg. May's tracker on his wrist and his own on his ankle. He closed his eyes. He was about to be hunted like a dog for May just to keep her safe. He knew what would happen if he got caught by Darrel. Torture. But getting caught by Darrel who was expecting to see May also. Drew would die for tricking Darrel.

Drew opened his eyes and looked down.

"I love you, May..." And he took a step forward. The blinking of red came and Drew limped faster into the woods. There could be no turning back now.

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Beep. Beep. Beep--

Darrel's beeper went off in the middle of his date. He scowled and appologized to his date.

"Excuse me. Emergency" And the red head quickly stood and strode out of the resturaunt to his jeep. "Time to take care of pests the old fashoined way." And he pulled out a gun from the glove compartment.

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May ran stopping rarely out of breath. She could see a clearing ahead. At that same moment, Drew tripped and stumbled down a narrow hill. But he never stopped, he couldn't risk getting caught. If Darrel knew he was alone and May was somewhere else he would kill him and go after May.

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Darrel drove recklessly in his jeep. He was in the woods following the directions on his tracker where Drew was.

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May burst out of the woods. She looked ahead at the petalburg town and a sudden burst of new energy flowed through her as she ran towards the town screaming for help.

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--Drew collapsed.

'No! I have to get up!' Drew groaned and got back up and ran again. He couldn't take the pain running through his body. He tripped again falling on hands and knees.

"No...I have to...get up...I can't stop now...I have to keep going..." Drew breathed breathlessly. "I have to run."

"Why the rush?"--

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May ran up to the police building.

"Help! Please help!"

She went inside and came up to a police man.

"Please come! Help! He's in trouble! Please!"

They reconized her as May, the missing girl.

"May Maple?" Said the police man confused.

"It's Drew!" She yelled pulling at his hand and they followed. "Please save him!"

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--Drew's breath hitched.

Darrel came up behind him. His hand gun in one hand, Darrel smirked.

Kneeling by Drew's side, he pressed the gun against Drew's temple. Drew couldn't move.

"Well, well, well...this seems familiar. So, where is you're girlfriend, huh?" Then Darrel noticed May's tracker on Drew's wrist. Darrel's eyes widened. "No...NO!" He jumped up and kicked Drew in the side.

Drew rolled onto his back. As Darrel was about to stomp on his gut, Drew grabbed his foot and twisted it. Darrel fell backwards and the gun flew out of his hand and landed off to the side of them both.

Drew jerked up and dove for it but Darrel shot out and grabbed Drew's leg yanking him back.

Darrel took out his knife and cut it into Drew's thigh. Drew yelled out.

Then Darrel crawled quickly over to the gun. Drew yanked out the blade and flung it at Darrel. It pinned Darrel's hand to the ground just as it was reaching out. In all honestly, Drew was aiming for hitting Darrel's head of shoulder, but that worked.

Darrel screamed out and Drew had enough time to reach for the gun.

Drew grabbed it and turned back to Darrel.

He aimed, but stopped...his body shook...

Darrel was gripping his hand, yelling.

The knife was stuck. Drew winced and dropped the gun.

Drew's hands came down and barely touched the blade sticking out of his stomach.

He didn't have enough time to react. Once Darrel rip the blade out of his hand, once Drew turned around, he didn't have enough time to react before Darrel jabbed the blade into Drew's stomach.

Blood dripped from Drew's mouth.

"May..." He whispered, tearing up. He fell onto his side and before closing his eyes in pain, saw Darrel run off holding his hand tightly. "Hurry, May..."