Chapter 11

Jason Blossom stood in the middle of the street facing his family's home just looking at it. It had been more than two years since he had set foot in his home; the last time he had been in there was when his sister had attacked him and taken his eye. At the time Jason hadn't been aware of why his sister had attacked him. His parents had sent him to Switzerland both for medical treatment and to keep the two of them separate. Jason doubted that his parents knew what had happened, they were rather absent parents as it was they probably still didn't know what Cheryl was.

Once he had recovered Jason ended up attending a boarding school in Switzerland. While there he had a Native American roommate named Rob Mantaukett. Rob's father was an art dealer who sold Native artwork. Through casual discussion Jason came to learn that Rob's father had sold his father a Native American. Rob himself was a Passamaquoddy descendant, but he knew a great deal about all Native American lore; he told Jason of an old Navajo story about an evil wolf spirit that promised power if a twin would kill their sibling.

Rob assured Jason it was just a story, but Jason recalled that his father had purchased a Navajo statue not long before Cheryl had attacked him. Despite Rob's telling him that it was just a legend the similarities of the story to what had happened nagged at Jason. Then one day Jason just up and left, he took a flight to Dallas and from there to Albuquerque, New Mexico. From there Jason then travelled to a Navajo reservation. Jason was able to meet with tribal elders and he told them what had happened.

Rather than just laugh him off as Rob had suggested would happen, the tribe became rather sombre. They had explained that his sister had indeed made a pact with the Wolf Spirit. The Wolf Spirit would have granted her powers, strength, speed, endurance, the ability to heal, the ability to transform into a half-wolf monster and also the power to curse others to become part of her "pack".

Because she had not killed Jason her powers would be weak in comparison to if she had killed him. However, the tribal members also told Jason that he was the one that had to stop her. In the original legend the twin that had not made a deal with the Wolf Spirit had killed his twin. The tribe said that like in the legend it was up to him to kill her. Jason said he couldn't do that and the tribe had said they would train him.

And so, for past two years Jason had been living the Navajo training specifically to kill his sister. He had become a skilled hunter and survivalist, but most importantly he learned how to kill the monster that his sister had become. The Navajo had told him that Cheryl had made a deal with the Wolf Spirit she would be vulnerable to silver. Jason had laughed at that and how similar it had been to werewolf lore, but it made sense there was often truth in fiction.

Jason had learned to fight with tomahawks, knives and the bow. However it wasn't until the FBI agent had tracked him down that he had decided to return. Jason knew it was his sister trying to lure him back, but he also now knew he had a sacred duty to stop her.

Jason train of thought was interrupted by the sound of a car horn.

"Hey get out of the road you nut!" someone yelled.

Jason turned and looked at the driver of the vehicle, a black Ford Mustang. He recognized the driver as his former classmate Reggie Mantle, although he doubted that Reggie recognized him. Jason walked over to the driver side window and Reggie went to roll the window up.

"My apologies," Jason said.

Reggie stopped the window when it was about three quarters up and stared.

"Jason?" he asked.

Jason gave a small smile and nodded.

"Holy shit you killed your sister! I'm calling the cops!" Reggie exclaimed.

Reggie reached for his phone and dialled 9-1-1.

"Hey, I just saw him, Jason Blossom," Reggie told the operator. "Yeah he was standing in the road outside his family's home."

Reggie turned and looked to see that Jason was gone.

"No he took off," Reggie replied. "I didn't see where he went."

Ginger was sitting in her room trying to do homework, although she was finding it difficult to concentrate with everything else that was going on in her life. She had been staring at the same math problem for the last five minutes but her mind was on Jason.

Just then Ginger heard a tapping noise against her window. Ginger turned but didn't see anything. Then there was another tap and this time she thought she saw a pebble or something hit her window.

"What the heck?" Ginger muttered as she got up from her desk and went over to the window.

Ginger looked out the window and was surprised to see Jason down below. Ginger lifted her window up and leaned out.

"Jason? What are you doing here?" Ginger asked.

"The police are looking for me," Jason replied. "I… I need your help."

Ginger was a little shocked. She had expected that she would have to approach Jason herself, but here he was coming to her. She wondered if perhaps this was too convenient. However, she had to risk it.

"Alright, I'm coming down," Ginger said. "Meet me in the backyard."

Ginger left her room and quietly made her way downstairs. Her mother was in the living room watching Wheel of Fortune and her father was at work at the restaurant. Her younger twin sisters were both still upstairs in their rooms. Ginger quietly snuck out the sliding backdoor.

Jason was waiting just out of sight of the door for her.

"Why are the cops looking for you?" Ginger asked in a whisper.

"They think I killed Cheryl," Jason replied.

Ginger looked at the arsenal of weapons, tomahawks, knife and bow with a quiver of arrows, that he was carrying.

"Cheryl's dead?" Ginger asked in surprise.

"No," Jason replied.

"Then, why do they think you did?" Ginger inquired.

"Cheryl faked her death obviously," Jason answered.

"Okay, um, just yesterday I'm pretty sure Cheryl thought you were in Switzerland," Ginger said. "Although looking at your clothes I'm thinking, Arizona?"

"New Mexico, but close," Jason said.

"That's not really the point," Ginger said. "Faking your death isn't easy to do, I think Cheryl would need a little bit more warning to fake her death on such short notice."

"I have to tell you something about my sister, and it's probably going to freak you out," Jason said.

Ginger had to do her best to try and appear naïve to whatever Jason said next. She looked at him expectantly.

"Cheryl has made a pact with an evil spirit, a demon if you want," Jason said.

"Oh and here I thought her good looks came from good genes," Ginger joked.

"That's not what I meant," Jason said sombrely. "Cheryl has made a pact with a wolf spirit, and she has essentially become a werewolf."

"So you're telling me that your sister is a werewolf?" Ginger asked. "Okay, even if that's true what does that have to do with her faking her own death?"

"With these powers Cheryl can cut off a limb and it will regrow," Jason explained.

"You're kidding," Ginger said, knowing full well he was telling the truth.

"I am not," Jason responded. "Look I understand if you don't believe me."

"Yeah well you're kind of putting me in a tough place here," Ginger said. "I mean Cheryl is my best friend, and you're telling me she's some kind of monster. I mean why are you even back here?"

"Because I need to actually kill her." Jason stated.

"So, you're hiding from the cops who think you killed your sisters, because you are here to kill your sister?" Ginger asked confused.

"I know it sounds crazy when you put it like that," Jason said. "But like I told you before she's responsible for all the deaths that have been happening."

"If I say no, are you going to threaten me with that again?" Ginger asked pointing at the tomahawk on Jason's belt.

"I'm sorry about that," Jason apologized. "I was just hoping that I could kill Cheryl and get it over with quickly. But honestly I think I stayed away too long. I should have come back sooner."

"Look, I can't let you come in, there's no way that my mom or my sisters won't notice you," Ginger said. "But if you want you can stay in the shed."

Ginger pointed at the garden shed. Her parents hardly ever used it, it was mostly just used for storage.

"I lived in the New Mexican desert for more than a year, the shed will be fine," Jason said with a smile. "Thank you Ginger."

Ginger smiled back at him but didn't say anything. She watched as Jason made his way over to the shed.

"I should get back inside before my mom or sisters notice," Ginger said.

"You won't even know I'm here," Jason told her.

Ginger nodded as she quietly slipped back inside. As she made her way upstairs she was smiling to herself. Things were going perfectly.

Nine Days Later…

Betty was making her way home after school. Cheerleading practice had been short today as it had been since Cheryl had gone into hiding. However, they were just going through the motions in practice. In just a couple days, when the full moon was in the sky, everything would change one way or another.

"Betty! Betty!" a voice called out.

Betty turned and was a little surprised to see Veronica running after her. Ever since Betty had joined the cheerleaders and become a werewolf the two of them hadn't talked as much and had started to drift apart.

"Veronica, what do you want?" Betty asked.

"Well I was just thinking, with Cheryl's disappearance I'm sure that the cheerleading squad is looking for a new captain, and I just wanted you to know that I'm willing to fill that void," Veronica told her.

Betty just gave Veronica an incredulous glare.

"It's barely been a week she's been gone," Betty said.

"Yeah so?" Veronica asked.

"You're unbelievable," Betty said with a shake of her head as she turned and continued on.

"Hey, hey wait! You didn't give me an answer," Veronica said as she jogged after Betty and grabbed her by the shoulder.

Betty spun around and ended up flinging Veronica to the ground. Veronica stared up at Betty in disbelief.

"The answer is no," Betty said with a growl. "You're not a team player Veronica. You're only in it for yourself."

"Oh and like Cheryl was so great?" Veronica asked.

"She wasn't perfect but she is more of a team player than you are," Betty stated coldly.

Veronica stood up her eyes locked on Betty and filled with venom.

"We used to be best friends Betty, but you've just made an enemy; one that you will regret," Veronica said.

Betty stood there not saying anything. She was resisting the urge to wolf out and rip Veronica's throat out. Veronica stepped closer and got right up into Betty's face.

"I will be the cheerleading captain," Veronica said. "With or without your help."

Veronica then shoved Betty causing her to stumble back a few steps. With a smirk Veronica turned and walked away. Betty stood watching for a moment. In just two days she'd finally be rid of Veronica for good.

It was late at night and Jason Blossom was outside the back of Chez Eduordo, the restaurant that Ginger's father ran. He was digging through the dumpster for food scraps. Ginger had told him that with the drop in business there was a bit more waste than usual. He had been doing so for the last several days and it had been quite rewarding.

Suddenly Jason a bright light was shining on Jason. He turned and put his hand up to shield his eyes and squinted. It was then that he noticed the red and blue lights of a police car.

"Jason Blossom put your hands up!" a cop ordered.

Jason saw that there were three other officers, all of them with weapons drawn and pointed at him. Jason knew he was caught. He raised his hands in surrender and the cops soon closed in and handcuffed him before loading him into the back of a squad car.

From across the street Ginger watched as the police took Jason away. Ginger had gotten Midge to call in an anonymous tip about having seen Jason behind the restaurant. The full moon was less than two days away and with this they could assure his whereabouts. The police were almost guaranteed to hold Jason for the forty-eight hours that they were allowed to by law. The final plan could soon be put into motion.

One day later…

Sheriff Keller stood on the other side of the two-way mirror. The interrogation room was on the other side and Jason Blossom was sitting at the table. Even though he was only seventeen he looked twice his age with his long beard, the eye patch and his deep tan. Even stranger was the Native American garb that he wore. But strangest of all was how Jason was just sitting there perfectly calm, it was down right eerie.

"That kid gives me the creeps," Officer Hernandez said. "The way he just sits there; He just sat in the holding cell sitting cross-legged all night you know?"

"Really, it's not the fact that he butchered his twin sister?" Keller asked.

"Well yeah, but it's the fact that he did that and he's sitting there so calmly," Hernandez replied. "I mean he's got to be a complete psychopath."

"I don't know," Keller muttered. "He hasn't said anything yet, but something tells me he's going to say he's innocent. And I have no idea how but I think he might be."

"Seriously? What do you think his sister let somebody cut off her arms and legs all so that she could frame her brother?" Hernandez asked.

"When you put it like that it does sound crazy; but how come we haven't found the rest of her yet?" Keller retorted. "The coroner said that all limbs were cut off while she was still alive."

"Well maybe he didn't kill his sister, he cut off her limbs and has her stashed somewhere so he can torture her?" Hernandez suggested.

"Maybe, but I don't think so," Keller said.

"Well why don't you go question him?" Hernandez asked.

"He's a minor, I'm supposed to wait until council arrives, especially in a high-profile case like this," Keller answered.

Just then there was a knock on the door, Hernandez went over and opened it. Another officer poked their head in.

"Sir, um, there's someone here to see the prisoner," the officer said.

"His attorney, I'm guessing that Peabody woman?" Keller inquired.

"No, um, she says she's his girlfriend," the officer replied.

Keller was instantly intrigued and left the room to see who the visitor was. When Keller saw Ginger Lopez waiting in the hallway things immediately fell into place. Since Cheryl had vanished Ginger had taken over as the top cheerleader at Riverdale High. Keller could have kicked himself for missing something so obvious.

"Officers arrest her," Keller said. "And take her into interrogation room two."

Two officers were on Ginger quickly. She barely put up any resistance as they dragged her into the interrogation room.

"Why did you do that?" Hernandez asked.

"Because I think she conspired with Jason Blossom to kill Cheryl," Keller replied. "With Cheryl gone Ginger is the top girl at Riverdale High."

Interesting theory that Keller has, too bad we know that he's wrong. Cheryl's plan is about to go into effect, will the Werewolf Cheerleaders prevail? Or will Jason, Keller or perhaps somebody else save the town? Read on to find out! Please Review!