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A/n this is the last chapter of this story. I will try to post the first chapter to the sequel within the next few days though so. I have decided to call it "Gifted meets Gifted". This is also a warning. In this chapter there is hunting. (Of animals not pretenders) I don't mean to offend anybody or gross anybody out so if you can't stand the hunting of animals please don't read this chapter. I am also sorry for the switch to first person in the last part of the last chapter but I felt it was necessary seeing how much Kara was thinking. Now for the grand finale!
Three weeks later 7:00 am
Rural Ohio
Farmhouse Jarod had rented
Kara set a plate of food in front Jarod as he shuffled into the kitchen, and took a seat at the table. Jarod looked down at the plate then looked up at Kara with a raised eyebrow. She had stopped trying to make him meals, especially breakfast, a whole week ago.
"Alright, what do you want?"
Kara rocked back and forth on her feet.
"I dunno, maybe a walk in the woods, maybe a night under the stars... and a hunting partner?"
Jarod's head shot up at the last phrase. He then reapplied himself to the food he had started to eat.
"I dunno Kara. I don't really like the idea of hunting."
"Oh come on Jarod. You don't even have to hunt. It's just that hunters under the age of sixteen have to have adult supervision."
"I will have to think about it. The walk and the night out, yes, I understand how much you like the woods and I am even willing to let you spend the night alone out there if you want. I will have to think about the hunting thing though." Jarod finished the rest of his meal in silence. He then got up and cleaned his plate, went over to the door and grabbed his new denim jacket. This time he was doing a pretend as a large animal vet.
"I might not be here when you get back."
Jarod looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Ok, just remember that we are still on the run. I will be home around four thirty unless something comes up. If it does, I'll call."
Kara nodded and said good-bye. After he left she started packing. When they went into town yesterday she had made sure to get a knife and a canteen along with some other simple equipment that she needed. Jarod must have known that she was planing on spending the whole day out in the woods, but he knew how much she missed it. After packing a few things to eat and filling her canteen, Kara strapped the canteen, compass, and hunting knife to her belt. She walked out of the house and back into the woods.
Two hours later
Some where in the woods
Rural Ohio
WARNING: FIRST PERSON KARA:
I had climbed a tree and was reclining there taking a rest. (Not that I needed a rest.) I looked all around me. I loved it here. I had always loved the woods and animals before. Ever since I changed I have felt called towards the woods. I felt like I was more "one" with it. Everything that happened there seemed so natural. I loved it. It made me feel truly free.
I felt like using some stored up energy so I jumped for where I was perched in the tree. It must have been at least a six-foot drop, but I didn't mind. I actually liked the tingling sensation that I felt in my legs as I landed on all fours in a crouched position. I ran a few feet on all fours-- it was easier to do now. When I was little I used to pretend to be all kinds of animals, but every time I tried to walk like one my butt would stick in the air, so I would resort to crawling on my hands and knees. My leg bones have shrunken a bit since then. It was still uncomfortable to walk on all fours, but running was fun. It was completely different than running on two legs. All the power started at your toes and worked up to your quads where it was released in a burst of energy. I stretched out after awhile and leaped up and grabbed a passing branch. I flipped myself up on to it with the momentum from my short run.
"Energetic bugger, ain't ya?"
I turned my head to see a man to my left.
"Doesn't the wilderness make you want to run frolic and act just a little more like an animal?" I asked.
The man chuckled. "My name is Ben."
I jumped from the tree branch, landed on my feet and dusted my hands off on my pants.
"The name's Takara, but most people call me Kara."
"Pretty name."
"May I ask what you are doing in the middle of nowhere?"
Ben was dressed like as if he was in for a hike like me.
"I work as a farm hand about an hour away from here. The new vet came today so I was given a little time off."
I smiled. "Yeah, that's my Dad. We just moved here not too long ago. I was just out for a walk. I love it out here."
Ben looked around.
"I can see why."
Ben was about twenty years old. He had unruly brown hair that was only a little bit longer than mine. It stuck out in places, obviously from him working and getting messy.
"You wanna walk with me for a bit?" I asked.
I wanted to know more about Ben. He seemed nice and it was not often that I met someone that was willing to be friends with me right off the bat.
"Sure."
We walked for a while, laughing and joking and chatting about our hobbies, but I steered clear of where I came from and anything to do with the past. Ben didn't seem to mind. We had been walking for about an hour when I noticed the time.
"Oh, I wanted to get home before my Dad did. Do you have to go back to work?"
Ben shook his head.
"If my boss needs me she will call... literally."
"Well, how about if you come to my house for dinner? I'm sure my Dad wouldn't mind."
It felt weird calling Jarod my Dad, but we decided on what kinds of pretends we would call each other. This pretend fell under normal and legal so I called him dad. I turned and started to walk off in a different direction.
4:30 pm
Farm House
Rural Ohio
END FRIST PERSON
Kara laughed at the story Ben was telling her as he helped her make dinner. Just as they finished putting the rest of the ingredients on the rabbit and put it in the oven to cook, Jarod came home. He followed the laughter to the kitchen where he found Kara making dinner with a man that he'd met earlier that day. His name was Ben, if Jarod remember correctly. Kara turned to see Jarod in the doorway.
"Hello. Daddy, I want you to meet Ben. When I was taking a walk today I met up with him. He's a hand at the farm that you were at today."
Kara still felt weird calling Jarod her dad. Calling him daddy made it a little easier though. It wasn't that she didn't want Jarod to be her dad; it was just that she already had one. Her mom had told her that her dad had been so excited when he'd figured out that her mom had been pregnant.
"He had went to work that day and said over the intercom at the hospital that he was going to be a dad," he mom had said. "He couldn't wait for you to come, Honey. Every night he would think of a new thing to do with you when you were born-- he even made a list. He loved you, Honey, and no matter what he will always love you. He will always be your one and only dad."
Kara wondered why she didn't get to have a dad. To Kara the name 'dad' could never be replaced. She called Jarod daddy instead. He didn't seem to mind.
Ben and Jarod shook hands.
"I believe we met this morning," said Ben
Jarod nodded his head. "I believe so, yes."
"So how did the new ponies check out on the medical exam?"
Jarod laughed. "They're fine. I have never seen two more lively and healthy colts. When did you start working there anyway? Karen said that all her employees have been with her for awhile."
Now it was Ben's turn to laugh. "I have been living there since I was sixteen and got in some trouble as far as life went. Karen took me in. She made the excuse of needing her employees close by. She treated me like I was one of her own kids. Six years later, here I am still working for her."
Kara called that dinner was ready and the two men walked over to seat themselves at the table. She walked over with two plates full to the max with food that she set before them. Jarod dug in but Ben sat there for a few seconds with a thoughtful look on his face. Kara asked him what was wrong and he stated his thought.
"This is rabbit." He stated as he gestured towards his food with his fork. "That means that you like to hunt, am I right?" Ben asked Jarod, as he finally dug into his meal. Kara almost fell off her seat giggling uncontrollably. Jarod threw her a playful glare and proceeded to answer Ben's question.
"No, I don't hunt, but Kara had been trying to get me to for awhile now. I was hoping that once we got settled I could find someone to go with her."
Ben understood how Jarod felt. Some people didn't mind hunting, but they could not stand to take the life of an animal themselves. It seemed like Jarod didn't mind Kara's passion for hunting, but he couldn't bring himself to go with her and watch her take a life.
"Well me and some of the other guys at the farm go hunting every once in awhile. We are going archery hunting for deer on Tuesday if you want to come, Kara. Of course if your dad approves that is."
Kara's ears had perked up at the word 'hunt'. Clearly excited, she gave Jarod her best puppy-dog face. Jarod couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright then. If Ben says it's ok, but you're not going to con me into skinning the poor thing if you do get a deer, got it?"
Kara jumped from her seat and gave Jarod a huge hug, laughing. "Yeah, I got it. I won't be any trouble, I promise. Thanks Daddy! Thanks Ben!"
"Yeah, 'thanks Ben'." Jarod mocked.
Ben laughed.
Tuesday 5:30 am
Farmhouse
Rural Ohio
Kara had been running around getting ready since five this morning. She'd even skipped her normal morning run so she could get ready. She had gotten Jarod to take her out to a sport's shop in town yesterday and so she was now packing all her stuff. Jarod would not go as far as buying her a bow, though. But that was ok because Ben had said that he had one for her to use. Kara walked into the kitchen to fill her canteen and jumped at the site of Jarod at the table trying to wake himself up with a cup of coffee. Kara smirked, knowing that he was up to make sure that she was ok going out.
Jarod looked up to see Kara standing in the doorway holding a canteen. She walked over to the sink and filled her canteen.
"So," he said.
"So."
"So, do you have everything that you need?"
"Um, hunting knife, compass, canteen, florescent orange, license, hiking boots, hunting pants and shirt. Yeah, I think I have everything."
Before Jarod could voice anymore of his worries, the doorbell rang. Kara went and opened it to find Ben and two of his friends from the farm. Jarod had already met them and deemed them to be fine gentlemen.
After talking to Jarod about where they were going and when they would be back at the latest, they set off. Usually the guys would go a far ways back into the woods, but Ben wanted to stay on the edge for Kara's sake, even though Kara told him not to worry about her.
"With my child-like energy I will be running circles around you guys," she even added jokingly.
Two hours later
The Woods
Rural Ohio
They had been hiking for two hours now. Ben would whisper to her every once in awhile that if she needed to stop they would. Kara would tell him that she was fine and they would keep on walking. Ben's two friends had split up with them a half an hour ago to drive some deer, and so now Kara and Ben sat down to wait. Kara let her instincts control her. She listened to every little leaf rustle and every squirrel chatter. She would watch which way the wind blew and where a deer would run if she did came across one. She didn't need to do this, but it was fun for her. She liked the feeling of being primitive; it felt like nothing could fail on you.
She sat there engulfed in her own thoughts for what seemed like forever. Suddenly a deer came strolling by. It was a buck, a small one, but a buck with a rack nonetheless. Ben did not show any interest in taking a deer that was so small, but it was perfect for Kara and Jarod's needs. Kara fitted an arrow to her bow and raised it ever so slowly, taking a deep breath and pulling back the string at the same time. She lined up the point of her arrow with her target and breathed out shallowly, and then let her arrow fly. The deer started for a second, but soon fell over- dead. Ben looked at her in amazement.
"That was a clean kill, I think!"
Kara put her bow down nonchalantly.
"I don't like to make them suffer if I don't have to."
The two of them were just about to walk over to retrieve the deer when another deer walked into their area. This one was a large doe. Ben raised his bow, motioning that he had a doe license, and let off an arrow. This doe stumbled but recovered and ran off with the arrow in her shoulder. Ben shrugged.
"Some people aren't that good of a shot."
Kara laughed as she walked over to tag and gut her deer before they went to track down Ben's doe. They found her not too far away lying on the ground breathing heavily. They decided to give her her final moments of life to herself.
Four hours later
Farmhouse
Rural Ohio
Jarod looked out the window to see three of the group dragging deer back. After they had gotten to the edge of the woods, Kara came running inside to get some things they needed to skin and quarter the deer. A couple of minutes later she ran back outside with a big bucket, some clothe bags, a saw, and rope. Jarod couldn't help but to shake his head. This kid was so excited to skin an animal! It was disgusting to him. He had done a pretend as a butcher once on a cow farm and he had not found it at all pleasant. He turned away from the window to go read a book. Hopefully she wouldn't call him out to help her in her endeavors. He would tell her later on that he had solved the case about the horses disappearing, and that they would be moving soon. Maybe he would buy a place up here and come to get away every once in awhile. After all, Kara wasn't the only one who liked it here. He picked up his book as Kara ran back into the house with a bloody object in her hands. She opened the fridge and before Jarod realized what she was doing, she had poured the quart of milk they had into a bowl, put the object in it, and put it back in the fridge. She turned to Jarod.
"You don't mind liver for dinner do you?"
Jarod raised an eyebrow at her. Yep, this was definitely the beginning. This was where it all started. Who said that life had to have one track? As far as Jarod was concerned he had just jumped rails in the track of life, and boy was this track going to be a handful.
A/n Thanx for reading my story. Now please, please, please review! I also apologize for any mistakes in the laws and seasons with the whole hunting thing. You see I obviously don't live in Ohio and I don't know what their laws are for hunting. So I just took the laws our county had and put them in my rural Ohio area, ok? Also a big thanks to ShadowElfBard who volunteered to be my Beta reader. (Contrary to popular belief I did not hold her at gun point and demand her to edit my story. Humph! The nerve of some people!) Don't forget about the sequel! Remember, it's called "Gifted meets Gifted"! I also think that I will do some more first persons on the next fan fic. I got some good feedback about it so I think I will continue!
A/n this is the last chapter of this story. I will try to post the first chapter to the sequel within the next few days though so. I have decided to call it "Gifted meets Gifted". This is also a warning. In this chapter there is hunting. (Of animals not pretenders) I don't mean to offend anybody or gross anybody out so if you can't stand the hunting of animals please don't read this chapter. I am also sorry for the switch to first person in the last part of the last chapter but I felt it was necessary seeing how much Kara was thinking. Now for the grand finale!
Three weeks later 7:00 am
Rural Ohio
Farmhouse Jarod had rented
Kara set a plate of food in front Jarod as he shuffled into the kitchen, and took a seat at the table. Jarod looked down at the plate then looked up at Kara with a raised eyebrow. She had stopped trying to make him meals, especially breakfast, a whole week ago.
"Alright, what do you want?"
Kara rocked back and forth on her feet.
"I dunno, maybe a walk in the woods, maybe a night under the stars... and a hunting partner?"
Jarod's head shot up at the last phrase. He then reapplied himself to the food he had started to eat.
"I dunno Kara. I don't really like the idea of hunting."
"Oh come on Jarod. You don't even have to hunt. It's just that hunters under the age of sixteen have to have adult supervision."
"I will have to think about it. The walk and the night out, yes, I understand how much you like the woods and I am even willing to let you spend the night alone out there if you want. I will have to think about the hunting thing though." Jarod finished the rest of his meal in silence. He then got up and cleaned his plate, went over to the door and grabbed his new denim jacket. This time he was doing a pretend as a large animal vet.
"I might not be here when you get back."
Jarod looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Ok, just remember that we are still on the run. I will be home around four thirty unless something comes up. If it does, I'll call."
Kara nodded and said good-bye. After he left she started packing. When they went into town yesterday she had made sure to get a knife and a canteen along with some other simple equipment that she needed. Jarod must have known that she was planing on spending the whole day out in the woods, but he knew how much she missed it. After packing a few things to eat and filling her canteen, Kara strapped the canteen, compass, and hunting knife to her belt. She walked out of the house and back into the woods.
Two hours later
Some where in the woods
Rural Ohio
WARNING: FIRST PERSON KARA:
I had climbed a tree and was reclining there taking a rest. (Not that I needed a rest.) I looked all around me. I loved it here. I had always loved the woods and animals before. Ever since I changed I have felt called towards the woods. I felt like I was more "one" with it. Everything that happened there seemed so natural. I loved it. It made me feel truly free.
I felt like using some stored up energy so I jumped for where I was perched in the tree. It must have been at least a six-foot drop, but I didn't mind. I actually liked the tingling sensation that I felt in my legs as I landed on all fours in a crouched position. I ran a few feet on all fours-- it was easier to do now. When I was little I used to pretend to be all kinds of animals, but every time I tried to walk like one my butt would stick in the air, so I would resort to crawling on my hands and knees. My leg bones have shrunken a bit since then. It was still uncomfortable to walk on all fours, but running was fun. It was completely different than running on two legs. All the power started at your toes and worked up to your quads where it was released in a burst of energy. I stretched out after awhile and leaped up and grabbed a passing branch. I flipped myself up on to it with the momentum from my short run.
"Energetic bugger, ain't ya?"
I turned my head to see a man to my left.
"Doesn't the wilderness make you want to run frolic and act just a little more like an animal?" I asked.
The man chuckled. "My name is Ben."
I jumped from the tree branch, landed on my feet and dusted my hands off on my pants.
"The name's Takara, but most people call me Kara."
"Pretty name."
"May I ask what you are doing in the middle of nowhere?"
Ben was dressed like as if he was in for a hike like me.
"I work as a farm hand about an hour away from here. The new vet came today so I was given a little time off."
I smiled. "Yeah, that's my Dad. We just moved here not too long ago. I was just out for a walk. I love it out here."
Ben looked around.
"I can see why."
Ben was about twenty years old. He had unruly brown hair that was only a little bit longer than mine. It stuck out in places, obviously from him working and getting messy.
"You wanna walk with me for a bit?" I asked.
I wanted to know more about Ben. He seemed nice and it was not often that I met someone that was willing to be friends with me right off the bat.
"Sure."
We walked for a while, laughing and joking and chatting about our hobbies, but I steered clear of where I came from and anything to do with the past. Ben didn't seem to mind. We had been walking for about an hour when I noticed the time.
"Oh, I wanted to get home before my Dad did. Do you have to go back to work?"
Ben shook his head.
"If my boss needs me she will call... literally."
"Well, how about if you come to my house for dinner? I'm sure my Dad wouldn't mind."
It felt weird calling Jarod my Dad, but we decided on what kinds of pretends we would call each other. This pretend fell under normal and legal so I called him dad. I turned and started to walk off in a different direction.
4:30 pm
Farm House
Rural Ohio
END FRIST PERSON
Kara laughed at the story Ben was telling her as he helped her make dinner. Just as they finished putting the rest of the ingredients on the rabbit and put it in the oven to cook, Jarod came home. He followed the laughter to the kitchen where he found Kara making dinner with a man that he'd met earlier that day. His name was Ben, if Jarod remember correctly. Kara turned to see Jarod in the doorway.
"Hello. Daddy, I want you to meet Ben. When I was taking a walk today I met up with him. He's a hand at the farm that you were at today."
Kara still felt weird calling Jarod her dad. Calling him daddy made it a little easier though. It wasn't that she didn't want Jarod to be her dad; it was just that she already had one. Her mom had told her that her dad had been so excited when he'd figured out that her mom had been pregnant.
"He had went to work that day and said over the intercom at the hospital that he was going to be a dad," he mom had said. "He couldn't wait for you to come, Honey. Every night he would think of a new thing to do with you when you were born-- he even made a list. He loved you, Honey, and no matter what he will always love you. He will always be your one and only dad."
Kara wondered why she didn't get to have a dad. To Kara the name 'dad' could never be replaced. She called Jarod daddy instead. He didn't seem to mind.
Ben and Jarod shook hands.
"I believe we met this morning," said Ben
Jarod nodded his head. "I believe so, yes."
"So how did the new ponies check out on the medical exam?"
Jarod laughed. "They're fine. I have never seen two more lively and healthy colts. When did you start working there anyway? Karen said that all her employees have been with her for awhile."
Now it was Ben's turn to laugh. "I have been living there since I was sixteen and got in some trouble as far as life went. Karen took me in. She made the excuse of needing her employees close by. She treated me like I was one of her own kids. Six years later, here I am still working for her."
Kara called that dinner was ready and the two men walked over to seat themselves at the table. She walked over with two plates full to the max with food that she set before them. Jarod dug in but Ben sat there for a few seconds with a thoughtful look on his face. Kara asked him what was wrong and he stated his thought.
"This is rabbit." He stated as he gestured towards his food with his fork. "That means that you like to hunt, am I right?" Ben asked Jarod, as he finally dug into his meal. Kara almost fell off her seat giggling uncontrollably. Jarod threw her a playful glare and proceeded to answer Ben's question.
"No, I don't hunt, but Kara had been trying to get me to for awhile now. I was hoping that once we got settled I could find someone to go with her."
Ben understood how Jarod felt. Some people didn't mind hunting, but they could not stand to take the life of an animal themselves. It seemed like Jarod didn't mind Kara's passion for hunting, but he couldn't bring himself to go with her and watch her take a life.
"Well me and some of the other guys at the farm go hunting every once in awhile. We are going archery hunting for deer on Tuesday if you want to come, Kara. Of course if your dad approves that is."
Kara's ears had perked up at the word 'hunt'. Clearly excited, she gave Jarod her best puppy-dog face. Jarod couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright then. If Ben says it's ok, but you're not going to con me into skinning the poor thing if you do get a deer, got it?"
Kara jumped from her seat and gave Jarod a huge hug, laughing. "Yeah, I got it. I won't be any trouble, I promise. Thanks Daddy! Thanks Ben!"
"Yeah, 'thanks Ben'." Jarod mocked.
Ben laughed.
Tuesday 5:30 am
Farmhouse
Rural Ohio
Kara had been running around getting ready since five this morning. She'd even skipped her normal morning run so she could get ready. She had gotten Jarod to take her out to a sport's shop in town yesterday and so she was now packing all her stuff. Jarod would not go as far as buying her a bow, though. But that was ok because Ben had said that he had one for her to use. Kara walked into the kitchen to fill her canteen and jumped at the site of Jarod at the table trying to wake himself up with a cup of coffee. Kara smirked, knowing that he was up to make sure that she was ok going out.
Jarod looked up to see Kara standing in the doorway holding a canteen. She walked over to the sink and filled her canteen.
"So," he said.
"So."
"So, do you have everything that you need?"
"Um, hunting knife, compass, canteen, florescent orange, license, hiking boots, hunting pants and shirt. Yeah, I think I have everything."
Before Jarod could voice anymore of his worries, the doorbell rang. Kara went and opened it to find Ben and two of his friends from the farm. Jarod had already met them and deemed them to be fine gentlemen.
After talking to Jarod about where they were going and when they would be back at the latest, they set off. Usually the guys would go a far ways back into the woods, but Ben wanted to stay on the edge for Kara's sake, even though Kara told him not to worry about her.
"With my child-like energy I will be running circles around you guys," she even added jokingly.
Two hours later
The Woods
Rural Ohio
They had been hiking for two hours now. Ben would whisper to her every once in awhile that if she needed to stop they would. Kara would tell him that she was fine and they would keep on walking. Ben's two friends had split up with them a half an hour ago to drive some deer, and so now Kara and Ben sat down to wait. Kara let her instincts control her. She listened to every little leaf rustle and every squirrel chatter. She would watch which way the wind blew and where a deer would run if she did came across one. She didn't need to do this, but it was fun for her. She liked the feeling of being primitive; it felt like nothing could fail on you.
She sat there engulfed in her own thoughts for what seemed like forever. Suddenly a deer came strolling by. It was a buck, a small one, but a buck with a rack nonetheless. Ben did not show any interest in taking a deer that was so small, but it was perfect for Kara and Jarod's needs. Kara fitted an arrow to her bow and raised it ever so slowly, taking a deep breath and pulling back the string at the same time. She lined up the point of her arrow with her target and breathed out shallowly, and then let her arrow fly. The deer started for a second, but soon fell over- dead. Ben looked at her in amazement.
"That was a clean kill, I think!"
Kara put her bow down nonchalantly.
"I don't like to make them suffer if I don't have to."
The two of them were just about to walk over to retrieve the deer when another deer walked into their area. This one was a large doe. Ben raised his bow, motioning that he had a doe license, and let off an arrow. This doe stumbled but recovered and ran off with the arrow in her shoulder. Ben shrugged.
"Some people aren't that good of a shot."
Kara laughed as she walked over to tag and gut her deer before they went to track down Ben's doe. They found her not too far away lying on the ground breathing heavily. They decided to give her her final moments of life to herself.
Four hours later
Farmhouse
Rural Ohio
Jarod looked out the window to see three of the group dragging deer back. After they had gotten to the edge of the woods, Kara came running inside to get some things they needed to skin and quarter the deer. A couple of minutes later she ran back outside with a big bucket, some clothe bags, a saw, and rope. Jarod couldn't help but to shake his head. This kid was so excited to skin an animal! It was disgusting to him. He had done a pretend as a butcher once on a cow farm and he had not found it at all pleasant. He turned away from the window to go read a book. Hopefully she wouldn't call him out to help her in her endeavors. He would tell her later on that he had solved the case about the horses disappearing, and that they would be moving soon. Maybe he would buy a place up here and come to get away every once in awhile. After all, Kara wasn't the only one who liked it here. He picked up his book as Kara ran back into the house with a bloody object in her hands. She opened the fridge and before Jarod realized what she was doing, she had poured the quart of milk they had into a bowl, put the object in it, and put it back in the fridge. She turned to Jarod.
"You don't mind liver for dinner do you?"
Jarod raised an eyebrow at her. Yep, this was definitely the beginning. This was where it all started. Who said that life had to have one track? As far as Jarod was concerned he had just jumped rails in the track of life, and boy was this track going to be a handful.
A/n Thanx for reading my story. Now please, please, please review! I also apologize for any mistakes in the laws and seasons with the whole hunting thing. You see I obviously don't live in Ohio and I don't know what their laws are for hunting. So I just took the laws our county had and put them in my rural Ohio area, ok? Also a big thanks to ShadowElfBard who volunteered to be my Beta reader. (Contrary to popular belief I did not hold her at gun point and demand her to edit my story. Humph! The nerve of some people!) Don't forget about the sequel! Remember, it's called "Gifted meets Gifted"! I also think that I will do some more first persons on the next fan fic. I got some good feedback about it so I think I will continue!