Author's note: Finally! Finally! I finally wrote the next chapter. Took me long enough, eh? Sorry for the wait....It's finally here...I'm so happy! Thanks to MaxJ1800 and Iap64 for some help on this chapter. Thanks! ^_^ Oh, and this might be shorter than the others...I'm still not so sure. Oo;
NOTE: The song used in this chapter is "Ahead of the Game" from the
Yugioh english soundtrack. I don't know all the lyrics, so I took some
guesses on them. I wanted to use a song for this chapter...and this one
stuck in mind, though I don't think it has anything to do with the chapter.....OO
DEADLY GAME
Story by DarkHououmon
Night fell on the camp area. All was silent....except for the surprised collection of gasps that had sounded out a few hours earlier. Inside the comvee, Bree knelt down in front of Debbie and Eliza. Debbie had been down there trying to coax Eliza to stand up, but the girl refused. Eliza looked at Bree, still a bit shocked. Bree saw this, and said, "Surprised to see me?" The girls nodded. "Yeah...I'm not surprised. I heard Sloan was here, so I came." The teenager grumbled a bit. "Yeah? How do we know? Eliza said you tricked her once before." Bree looked on sadly. "I understand. I'm sorry for that." She gets up and begins to tie up Sloan. She couldn't risk having him wake up and try to do that murder spring again. "This should hold him....I hope."
Marianne blinked. "You hope?" The poacher let out a sigh. "No one ever tied up Sloan before...so I have no idea how to restrain him. He's been cuffed before, but not tied up." The poacher took off her gloves she was wearing, and stuffed them in her jacket pocket. She gives a quick glance at Eliza, and then looked at Nigel. "I would suggest your daughter rest for a while. She had a pretty nasty blow to the head." Nigel nods. "Alright. Deborah?" Debbie's head perks up. "Would you be so kind as to escort your sister to her bed?"
Not so fast
Think you've won?
I'm here to say
We're far from done!
Just you wait
Then you'll see
The game's not over
It's up to me
"Okay." Debbie looked at Bree, a little bit of suspicion on her mind, then slowly picked up her sister. "Debbie, I can walk you know." The blonde slowly shook her head. "You know what Bree said. You've got quite the bump, sis." Eliza groaned in protest, but gave in to her older sister's insistance. Nigel, Marianne, and Bree watched Debbie carry Eliza out from view to the lower sector where the bedroom was. After they were out of sight, Marianne gives a stern look at Bree.
"I don't want you to..." Marianne began. But Bree gently interrupted.
"I understand, Mrs. Thornberry. You have every right to be mad at me. But I can assure you that I never intended on harming any of your daughters. It's Sloan who had tried to hurt them." Bree looked to the ground, then met the parents' gaze again. "The other poachers who were with us...even they were horrified that Sloan ordered them to fire upon the elephants while Eliza was still down there..."
Nigel was a bit disturbed by this. "So you mean to say that Sloan was the only one who...."
The female poacher woman nodded. "The only one who seemed to be willing to harm a child." She places both of her hands behind her back. "I just hope you don't mind if I stay a couple of hours...to you know....explain some things?" Nigel and Marianne exchange looks of uneasiness, then turned back to Bree. The man spoke. "Just as long as you won't do anything to harm us or our family." A nod was his answer. "Done deal."
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
Eliza didn't like the idea of having to be carried to her bed. But her sister kept saying that she might still be too hurt to do any walking. Debbie walked closer to the beds. She set Eliza on the floor first, then pushed back the covers on the girl's bed. She then picked up Eliza again. Debbie settled her down in her bed, and pulled the covers over. She gently stroked Eliza's hair, and said, "Try to get some sleep, little sister." She smiled gently. Eliza smiled back, and curled up in a ball. Debbie stayed down there for a couple of minutes watching her sister sleep, and then decided to walk back up. 'I still don't know if we should trust Bree.' She took one last look at Eliza, then walked up the ladder. She saw that her parents were talking to Bree. 'Where's Sloan?' Then she smacked herself mentally. Of course...Sloan was still tied up and was put in a corner.
Nigel was saying, "You were going to tell us why you came....weren't you?" He then noticed Debbie walking up the ladder. "Oh, hi, Debbie. Bree was just going to tell us why she..." "Yeah, so I heard." Debbie grumble angrily. Bree sadly looked at her, then clamped her hands together.
"Well, it started like this. It wasn't long after Sloan and I were arrested for poaching reasons. We were being driven off when I heard Sloan mutter something. I asked him what he said, and he said, 'Death to her.' I was shocked, but paid him no mind. I decided that maybe a little time in prison would help him cool off. Unlike some poachers, I can take time in jail pretty well. Time in prison was okay for me, but a nightmare for Sloan But somehow, he managed to behave very well, and did impress some of the officers, I might add. I hardly ever saw him at night, though...he just seemed to disappear. Oh...I almost forgot...we were taken to a prison which, for some odd reason, had every 2 cells be connected. So Sloan and I had our own cell, but we could visit each other for about an hour. I could see him during the day, but at night, when I would go to his cell, he's not there. I'm thinking that he may have gotten the guards to let him go for a walk in the outdoor sector. I mean, they do allow that. Finally, one night, I couldn't take it anymore, and I walked in at dusk. It wasn't dark yet, and I slowly opened up the door."
I create the games
We play
Every detail is marked
To C
You have luck
You might have skill
But when you lose
You see that I have the will
She sighed, then continued, "Sloan was still in there, but he had never left his cell those past nights. He was hiding in some kind of secret chamber he discovered. I watched him open it up, but this time he didn't close it, as he probably had done in the past. Since no one saw him do it, maybe he thought that there was just no reason to. Anyway, he was writing something on a piece of paper. I slowly crept up on him, and was a bit determined to know what he had written. I was being careful not to be seen or heard. As I peered in closer, I could make out some of the words he was writing...with his own blood. I winced at the sight of it, but was even more disturbed by what he was writing. It seemed to be a revenge memo of some sort. He was writing 'Tonight's the night that I shall get my revenge. I've waited too long for this moment. I gotten a couple guards to trust me, and they are willing to pay for my parole. Once I get out of this joint, I will track down and kill that Eliza child. Because of her parents' website, I could easily track her down. I will not only kill her, but make her suffer as well!' There was more than that, but it's too gruesome.....You don't want to know what the other stuff was."
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
Bree shook her head, thinking about what other horrible things Sloan said, but decided to attempt to finish what she started to say. "I made the horrible mistake of making a gasp. Sloan's head perked up, and he turned around. He was equally surprised to see me. I had expected he make a big fuss of how I was spying on him and all, but he seemed rather happy I was there. He said, 'Hello, Bree. Checkin' out my plan for revenge?' I blinked at him in surprise, and had asked him 'Why do you want revenge?' He glared at me a bit, then turned to look at his paper. He gritted his teeth, as though frustrated at a dark memory. He said, 'I just can't stand the fact that we were beaten by one little girl!' 'We weren't beaten,' I tried to reason with him, 'We were caught. And besides, Eliza's just a child.' He glared at me again. He said, 'Who's side are you on?' Not much happened after that, except we did have a huge argument. He attacked me...left a scar on my neck."
Bree slowly pulled down her collar, and revealed a small scar snaking down her neck.
"I was lying on the ground trying to control the bleeding. I could only watch as Sloan was let out. The guards must've thought that I had accidentally cut myself and was trying to fix it myself. They didn't know that Sloan had cut me...I got word not too long ago that Eliza had already been attacked. Horrified, I told the officers of what was going on. They agreed to let me out, but only for a short time. They want me to help capture Sloan, but since I'm a poacher, I still have to do some more time in jail. I'm told not to reveal how I got out here....so everything else you should know."
All my technology
All my smarts
My creativity
Will rip you apart!
My tranquility
Trying out cheats
All my secrets
Hey, I'll be in shape
Debbie, Marianne, and Nigel seemed to be a bit surprised and disturbed by this story. Marianne asked, "Is there a reason why we wouldn't want to know what other things Sloan had said?" Bree sighed. "Yeah....it was....R rated material...okay? I just...don't want to remember any of it." She rubbed on of her hands against her other arm.
The blonde teenager grunted. "It still angers me that Sloan managed
to find us so easily." "Yeah...he's terrific at sneaking in places and
such. And as Eliza may know, he's also a master of disguising his true
colors...as I was." She looks up at the clock. "I think I should go now."
Nigel nods his head. "Yeah, wouldn't want to make those officers think
you've tricked them...Maybe you should take Sloan along with you?" Bree
took out her gloves again and slipped them on. "Oh yeah, sure." She turned
to Debbie, and asked, "Would you mind helping me carry him outside?" "Oh
sure, no problem." The girl responded back.
Eliza stirred in her bed, tossing back and forth. She was in the midst of a nightmare. Sweat poured from her forehead, and soaked the bed. She finally sprung awake. She seemed terribly frightened. "What was that about?" In her dream, it was like she and Sloan were fighting one-on-one...but everything else that happened as a blur. She gave a small yawn and stretched out a bit. She faintly heard Bree and Debbie's voices from the upper sector of the comvee. She could hear their footsteps. 'They're probably going to get Sloan or something.' She closes her eyes again.
Something chilled her spine right then. Not physically...mentally. She sits back up again, and looks around frantically. 'Must be my imagination.' She knew she had been wrong about that before, but she had to be right this time. Sloan was tied up. What harm could he do? But that feeling of uneasiness wouldn't leave her mind. She turns on the light, and looks around. Nobody was there, of course. 'But why do I get this feeling I'm being watched?' She rubs her eyes, turns out the light, and goes back to sleep. In the corner, a pair of eyes are watching, and waiting for the right moment....
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
Debbie and Bree walked towards the corner to where Sloan was supposed to be. "You're going to take Sloan back to jail, right?" The poacher nodded, and smiled at the blonde. "You better...I don't want to..." "I know....and I understand." She looks at Debbie with a concerned look on her face. "I may be able to hold him off, but not for long. You'll have to take Eliza to the hospital to remove..." "WHAT? The hospital?"
Bree Blackburn nodded sadly. "Yeah...I'm afraid that.....well that morning your sister and you had a nasty encounter with my husband and I....earlier Sloan had tied Eliza up, but not before temporary knocking her out. She came to while she was being tied up. While she was out, I saw Sloan inject something into her system. I thought it was poison at first, and protested. But he said that it was a tracking device. I thought nothing of it until now." Debbie stopped in her tracks. "You mean that the reason Sloan knows where Eliza is is not only because of the website, but because of some tracker?" The black-haired woman nodded solemnly. "Yes. I'm afraid it's true. That tracker gets a lock on Eliza within a radius of about 100-200 yards. I've tried to intercept it, but nothing I did worked."
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
They walked down the hallway. They didn't say much after that. As they got closer to where Sloan was left, Bree knew something was wrong. "Something's not right...I didn't tie him that loosely...." She pointed ahead. Debbie looked, and saw it too. One part of the rope used to tie Sloan Blackburn was on the ground, and didn't seem to be tight in anyway. "You're right...you don't suppose..." Suddenly they felt nervous. They looked at each other, and then back down to the direction of the rope. Bree's hand shook in anticipation, and she dashed towards the area. Debbie growled to herself, and then ran after Bree.
"Slow down!"
Suddenly Bree stopped dead in her tracks. Debbie gasped and tried to slow down, but ended up tripping over something. She hit her face hard in the ground, and struggled back up to her feet, and brushed herself off. "You would've have warned me..." But her voice trailed off as her gaze fell upon the sight they didn't want to see. The ropes that had been used to tie Sloan were now tangled across the floor...and Sloan was nowhere to be found.
"Oh my god...." Debbie said under her breath.
"This is not good..." She heard Bree say.
Then they both remembered something else. No one was down in the lower sector, which meant that Eliza was open to attack. They glanced at each other, and Debbie ran towards the ladder. Bree followed her, since she may need some help. They quickly climbed down the ladder and looked at the scene in horror.
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game
And nothing will
Be the same!
The place was a total mess. Both beds were oveturned. Curtains were ripped open. A large hole could be seen right across from where they were. It looked like a tornado swept through the place. Debbie looked horrified to see that her sister was missing. "Eliza!" She screamed in agony. "Debbie?" Came a small voice. Debbie was a bit surprised to see that Eliza was indeed okay. But the poor child was shaken up. She ran to Debbie and hugged her older sister, and started to cry out of fear. "Oh, Debbie! It was horrible! Sloan tried to attack me again...Only this time he didn't have the chance to even threaten me...Darwin came in and attacked him. But he was hurt...." She pointed in the direction of where Darwin was. He was still alive, but bleeding pretty badly from a cut on his right leg.
"Where's Sloan?" Bree asked softly.
Eliza pointed to where the hole was. "He ran out there. He told me that he'd be back...oh, Debbie, I've never been so scared in my life!" She hugged Debbie harder. Debbie found that she had a little hard time to breathe, but she hugged her sister back nevertheless. She picked up her younger sister, and turned to Bree. "We have to tell my mom and dad..." Bree nodded, and the two climbed back to the top sector of the comvee. They knew that the longer they wait, the further Sloan may have lured away...
'Cause I am
Ahead of the game....
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Yep....pretty short eh? Well I just wasn't so into this chapter. Not much action in it ya know? Well this chapter did reveal why Bree came by to help, doesn't it? Okay so maybe it doesn't give a good example. But I'm trying my best here, okay? Well the next chapter may take awhile. Not that it's long or anything....I'm just trying to make this story only 4 chapters long. I don't want it too long....ya know what I mean?