Author's note: Once again, Iap64 helped me out. I was confused on how
to continue this, but she gave me a few suggestions that just might work.
^_^ Thanks, Iap! :) This chapter should be longer than the
first one, but I'm not sure. Anyway, here's chapter 2 of "Deadly Game"!
Enjoy!
DEADLY GAME
Story by DarkHououmon
"I am not sure if that is going to work."
"It's worth a shot."
"What if he finds her there, too?"
Eliza woke up hearing the voices of her parents in another part of the comvee. They were discussing on something. She yawned a little, and attempted to get up, but realized she could not. Not too good, anyway...her arm may have healed up a bit, but the flesh was still bruised. She hadn't fully recovered just yet. She looked to see that it was pretty early in the morning, and her sister, Donnie, and Darwin were still fast asleep. She decided not to wake them up, and got out of bed. She wanted to know what her parents were talking about, especially at this hour. She hid behind one of the corners and peered over. Her parents were standing near the front of the comvee, dressed in their pajamas. 'I shouldn't be surprised...who would be wearing clothes at 5 AM?' Eliza sat down and listened intently.
Marianne paced a bit, trying to explain to Nigel the situation. "Listen, even if we send Eliza to Boarding School again...what makes you think that Sloan won't find her there?" Nigel nodded in agreement. "I know where you're going at, but listen. Sloan didn't know that Eliza was at Boarding School...How would he be able to find her?" The woman had to agree on this part. For the past hour, they had mainly agreements, yet they still couldn't decide on whether or not Eliza should go back to Boarding School back in London. They did know she would be safe there for a while, throwing Sloan off track. But Sloan was a sly poacher; he could find out from someone and eventually track down Eliza.
"I'm just worried, Nigel. Sloan, by what Eliza told us, is very sly
and capable of..." She didn't want to finish the sentence. She buried her
face into her hands while Nigel put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry,
we'll find a way." Then he just remembered something. He gently lifted
up Marianne to her feet. "Come on....we have to tell the authorities about
this. Maybe they can do something to help us out."
Eliza pulled back into her 'room'. 'Sending me away again? Why?!'
But
she knew all too well why. If she were sent away again, it would only be
to protect her. But she knew Sloan better than any of them. It was like
he had a scent for her....Like he could smell her like a dog. They were
in the heart of the Amazons, and yet...somehow, he found her again. It
was just like a nightmare come true! She curled back into her bed and decided
to rest for a while. She thought it would be hard to sleep, knowing that
a poacher was out there after her blood, but she quickly drifted off into
a dark sleep....
"Can you describe the man?"
Eliza had been taken to the local authorities by her parents. She was the one in trouble, so she would have to explain everything. She had never told her parents much about the attack yesterday. Her mind was still haunted by it. She didn't know if she could bring herself to relive that whole experience. She was hoping Sloan was locked up for good...but he wasn't. He had somehow escaped...and somehow found her.... "He's tall and has a beard. He has blonde hair...." The person in front of her, a female authority, asked, "How tall would you say he is?" Eliza thought about this for a while. "I would say at least... 6 ft. I don't know." The woman nodded, scribbling down the words. Her parents stood by, holding hands. Her sister wasn't too far behind. Although she had that look on her face as if she were angry, a worried glance was still etched on her face. She sighed as she watched her sister being questioned.
"Would you mind explaining what happened right before the attack? You told use what happened when you were chased. How did Sloan find you?" The authority woman got her pen and paper ready, waiting for an answer.
Eliza shivered in fear. "D-Do I have to tell you?" The woman nodded.
"Yes, I'm afraid you do. It's the only way we'll be able to help you."
The girl looked to the ground, and let out a long sigh. "Okay......it happened
like this."
FLASHBACK:
"Are you sure you don't want me to come, Eliza?" Darwin jumped up in surprise when Eliza said she was going out on her own. Just to look around, that is. Debbie was surprised too. As Eliza and Darwin talked to each other, all Debbie would do was wait. She could only hear chimpanzee grunts and such. She did know of Eliza's secret now, she had grown used to this kind of conversation. She knew from Darwin's loud cry that something was up. As soon as the two were finished with their talking, Eliza turned to Debbie. "Debbie, I won't be gone long. Don't tell mom and dad, okay?"
The teenager rolled her eyes. "Sure...whatever. But I'm only stalling
for 2 hours, and that's it!" "Thanks! Bye!" The younger girl zoomed out
of the door. Debbie growled a bit. "You better keep your word, Eliza..."
She sat back down inside the comvee. She did begin to worry, but shrugged
it off. 'What's there to worry about?'
Eliza went off into the jungle. She loved the Amazons. Well, she actually loved any place in the world. She quickly came upon the Amazon River. It looked lovely, glistening like that. She let out a deep sigh and stared at it. She did feel something behind her, but thought it was merely the wind blowing against her back. She didn't have any second thoughts about anything bad happening. She vaguely remembered what happened 3 months ago, some of it. But all the bad stuff...she remembered so vividly.... She stood straight up and was about to leave. She probably wasn't so long at all. Only a couple of minutes. 'Heh...guess I didn't have to tell Debbie anything.' She stepped backward to turn around, but that's when she felt the sudden chill again.
"Who's there?!"
She whipped around, but saw no one. She shrugged her shoulders. But
the tense feeling just wouldn't leave. Someone was there, and she knew
it. "Come on, I know someone is there!" "Hehehehe...." A dark chuckle cried.
The 12 year old suddenly gave a few shakes of fear. The voice seemed to
come from all around the forest. The voice sounded sinister, menacing,
strange, and yet familiar. She frighteningly looked in all directions,
desperately trying to find the source of the voice. "Looks like we meet
again, Eliza Thornberry!" The voice deepened and became more distinct.
She could finally tell where it was coming from. It was coming from behind
her. Eliza shifted her gaze towards her back, and saw a tall shadow standing
before her. She turned all the way around, and squinted to get a better
look at the figure. "Don't remember me? Well maybe this will refresh your
memory!"
With that, the figure started to step into the light. As light was shed on his face, Eliza gasped in horror and started to back away in fear. "No....no....i-it can't be! Not you!" She whimpered. Her entire body started to shake visibly, and the man smiled darkly. "I've come back to take care of some....unfinished business." Eliza choked out, "Sloan!" Sloan smiled darkly as he reached into his pocket. He slowly pulled out something long and metallic. A blade...a different blade...This one was larger than the one he had used before. Having a copper and wooden handle, it was easy to tell the base was woven. The part connecting the metal blade to the handle was some kind of copper material. The blade was curved and larger than the wooden handle of it.
Eliza didn't stay. She gulped, and ran off towards the comvee. Sloan
narrowed his eyes. "I don't think so....you can run but you can't hide!"
With that, he turned and ran after the girl.
END FLASHBACK:
"And everything else you do know about." Eliza's eyes still registered that fear-filled look in them. "I still have no idea how he had found me." The lady nodded. As soon as she was writing down what Eliza had told her, she turned to the girl. "My guess is that since your parents have a website...." She looked at them as she said this. "....Sloan could have easily gotten into there and gotten the schedules. Perhaps that's how he knew."
"But if he were in prison, how would he...."
"They have computers in prison, you know."
Sloan walked towards the campsite. In his hand was the glistening knife. 'I wonder where that brat is.' He looked around and saw that no one was at the camp area. The comvee was still there, but one of the hatchets was open. Sloan walked around to try and find any footsteps. There were some, but they didn't lead very far. He saw a discoloration of the dirt and lowered his gaze towards the ground. A dark smile found its way on his face as he saw the reddish stain of the ground. 'She left a trail of blood...' He looked on in satisfaction that he had managed to injure the girl enough to make her leave a bloody trail, but he didn't want to just hurt her. He wanted to kill her!
"Hmmm...perhaps when they come back....I can have my revenge then. Oh yeah...that'd work! She'll never suspect a thing. Hehehe..." He chuckled to himself, and looked at the blade in his hands. For safety reasons, he placed it into his sheath. He walked up inside the comvee and crept near the end of it. He found a bunch of clothes just lying around. He grabbed a huge clump of it and spread it all over his body. 'I should be able to hide in here.' Now....that the trap was set, all he would have to do is wait....
'Eliza, I will make you pay....I will!'
"But mom...are you sure?" Eliza complained. "Yes, Eliza. It's the only way for you to be safe!" Her mother gently barked at her. Eliza knew that they were concerned for her safety, but this was getting a bit carried away. They had suggested that Eliza be sent back to the states to live with one of their relatives. It might throw Sloan off the trail a bit, but not for long. They knew that. Their plan was to keep relocating the girl, but they didn't know how long they could do that. There was the possibility that Sloan could still find a way to find her. Perhaps he would know that the best place she would likely go is the states. It was well populated, so finding her there would be extremely hard. But Sloan was a different kind of person. He might be able to track her down no matter where she went. At least by relocating her constantly, she would have some kind of chance.
Eliza finally gave in. "Oh...alright. Should I go pack my things?"
Of course, she knew the answer. Before her parents could say yes or
no, she ran inside the comvee to get her things. While she was inside,
her parents looked at each other worriedly. "Are you sure this is the right
thing, Nigel? The last time we sent her away, she just came back, and almost....."
She held back a few tears of sorrow. Nigel said, "It's the only thing we
can do at the moment. If Sloan found Eliza here, she has to go somewhere
else."
Debbie sat down on the bench in the camp area, her face buried in one
of the magazines. Darwin was inside the comvee with Eliza. 'Sometimes,
I worry about those two.' The teenager thought to herself. She had
to admit, they were taking a risk on going into the comvee alone. Even
though the family was here, there was just something bugging Debbie. She
shrugged it off as if it were only a bad thought that clouded her mind.
But it never truly left her. 'I hope they're all right.' The magazine
she was looking at was one of the newer teen magazines. She placed it down
despite the fact that she loved that magazine stuff. Since the attack everyone
was on the edge. Even Donnie acted a little differently. Instead of acting
like a happy-go-lucky crazy child, he became a little quieter. Debbie took
a last look at the comvee before turning away. 'Maybe a little walk
will cheer me up.' The girl thought as she got up from the table
and started to walk. But it was short lived....
Eliza was about to grab her things when she noticed the strange pile of clothes near the corner of the room. "Wait....I don't remember mom putting those there this morning. How did they get here?" She walked a little closer to the pile, but then thought she saw it shake. She gasped, and backed up a little in surprised. 'Did that pile just move?' She narrowed her eyes to get a better look. The pile didn't move again. But it was still a peculiar sight. When they had left, their clothes were scattered all over the place. No one was home when they had left with the jeep, which was still outside. So how did the clothes magically pile up like that? 'Something is wrong...' Eliza thought as she decided to move in again.
"I know this pile wasn't here this morning..." Eliza began.
"That's because it wasn't!" A dark voice hissed from inside the pile
of clothes. Eliza gave in a sudden gasp and backed up in terror. "Sloan?"
The tall man stood up, emerging from the pile and carrying a dangerous
look on his face. He reached inside the leather sheath fastened around
his waist, and pulled out the glinting knife. Although it was clear he
had cleaned it, a light shade of red was still on it. It was, indeed, the
same blade that had cut her the night before. "I have warned you before.
I always take care of all unfinished business." He raised up the blade
and held it in front of his face threateningly. "And I intend on keeping
that promise!" Eliza started to back away, the man following her every
step. Soon Eliza could feel the hardness of the wall behind her. She desperately
looked around. She was trapped.....
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
"ELIZA!!" Marianne screamed in fear. Debbie immediately stopped her walked and turned back. "Eliza..." She whispered as she ran back to join her parents as they bolted inside the comvee. Nigel was first in line, and he was about to ran towards Eliza's 'room' when he noticed a tall figure standing there. "You..." He said, pointing at the figure. Debbie and Marianne both gave quick gasps of surprise, but their shock was short lived as they noticed what he was doing.....
"Eliza!" Nigel yelled.
Sloan smirked, his grip on the girl just as tight as it was when he
had encountered her the night earlier. Eliza was clearly struggling to
get out of his grasp, but the man was just too strong. She looked at her
family with fear filled eyes. She was about to say something, but then
felt the sharp blade against her throat. "Don't any one of you come any
closer." Sloan warned darkly, his blade against her neck. "If you do, I'll
kill her!" He started to back up towards the side of the comvee. He didn't
remove the blade from its current position. He wanted to make sure that
her parents or sister didn't do anything to try and stop him. Her family
didn't see any options either. If they didn't move, she would die. If they
did move, she would die. They were at a dilemma. No matter what they did,
it would end with the same result....
"Let go of me!" Eliza managed to choke out as she tried again to get free. This time Sloan didn't do anything to stop her. He knew she wasn't strong enough to defend herself, so he pulled the blade away, and sliced into the comvee! The worried looks on Nigel, Marianne, and Debbie's face intensified as they watched Sloan slice a large hole right in the comvee. Eliza looked in horror as she realized just how Sloan was going to escape if her family blocked the exit. He gave one last thrust, and part of the yellow vehicle dropped to the ground. He then started to back up towards that exit. All her family could do was watch... "I said let me go!" She yelled again, this time managing to kick the man in the knee. The poacher yelped in pain, but it only felt like a pinch to him. Eliza knew she hadn't gotten him on the foot, but she thought this would've worked just the same. It didn't. It only made the poacher even angrier.
"Why you little...!" Sloan grabbed the blade, and was about to plunge it into the girl, killing her off for good. But then he paused. Did he want to kill her now, or let her suffer? 'I did want to kill her, but I also wanted to make her suffer.' He thought. He had the knife still raised above himself and Eliza, and his gaze never left her. He narrowed his eyes, and turned his gaze to the blade, and back to the girl. 'No...not yet.' He smirked darkly as he flipped the blade around so that the hard handle was facing downward. Gathering up all the energy in his arm, he thrusted downward and struck Eliza's head! The girl's eyes widened in pain as she felt the impact against the side of her skull. Her head knocked sideways, and almost instantly the girls' eyes closed. Her body became limp.
"No!" Debbie yelled as he saw the blade raise again. It wasn't clear
if he was going to kill Eliza or just injure her again. But Debbie wasn't
going to take that chance. Before her parents could hold her back, she
ran towards the man and grabbed the hand that held the blade. "Jerk! Leave
her alone!" She glared daggers at Sloan, who didn't seem effected by her
threat. "You really think you can stop me?!" With that, she pushed Debbie
to the ground hard, and threw Eliza on top of her. He stood over both of
the girls. "Well, I guess I should finish off the both of you.."
"NO!" A scream sounded behind him.
"What the....ooh!" Something hard struck him in the back of the skull, knocking him out. He slumped to the ground outside of the comvee. The voice had been feminine, and right behind him, they saw someone standing there. Eliza's eyes slowly opened up, and when she saw who had saved them, she was more than shocked. Nigel and Marianne were no less shocked as she was. There was no mistaking her. The woman...Eliza had seen her before. But she never expected that she would come in save them.
Eliza was still weak, but managed to say, "You....?" Debbie was still
trying to say something, but the shock of the situation had made it hard
for her to say anything. Instead, her sister finished the word she wanted
to say...
"Bree?"
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Hehehehe....didn't expect this to happen, eh? Yes, Bree Blackburn came to save Eliza. Some fans of the movie might ask why. After all, Bree was on of the bad guys of the movie. Well, it's simple. If you watch closely, you can see that Bree never does anything to really hurt Eliza, and seems to have a soft side, unlike Sloan. So if there's anyone who would save her out of the poachers that were there, it would most likely be Bree. But some other poachers also are good volunteers. As I watched, I realized that Sloan was probably the only poacher who would kill a girl. The others were hesitate to start shooting the elephants because Eliza was down there. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry it was hurried through yet again. I'm still not used to writing Wild Thornberry fanfics. That could be why I'm not so detailed again. ^_^;