Well here's chapter 6. Thanks or the reviews, and sorry about the length of time taken to upload the new chapter. I haven't had access to the internet for a couple of days.

Chapter 6

Ron slowed the car down as him came to a sign. He looked over at it, and saw that it said Ecifircas valley. Ron thought for a moment. Then he remembered that it was a small village that was destroyed a short while after tonight in a landslide, as the walls of the valley collapsed on the village below. Ron felt as though he had to stop here. Something in his voice told him that here was the place to stay the night.

"Hey, we're going to stay here for the night" stated Ron.

"Why are we going to stay here, in that village?" asked Bonnie.

Ron turned and faced her.

"Because I said so".

Ron drove forwards into the village and pulled up outside the one small motel that was in the village. Lightning struck illuminating the building clearly, showing it to be smaller then Ron had originally thought it to be. Bonnie looked at the small building scornfully.

"We aren't staying in there are we?"

"We are, so get your stuff".

"Hey, I don't like your attitude" said Bonnie.

"And I absolutely detest yours, so get your stuff out, and go and wait inside".

Muttering Bonnie got out of the car and walked over to the motel. Arriving at the door she pulled it open and walked inside the motel. Kim looked at Ron.

"What happened to you, you've changed Ron".

Try ten years of alcohol abuse Kim.

"I don't know what you mean".

"What I mean is, well, oh forget".

"Kim, you want to know the truth?"

"Yes I do".

Ron paused for a moment and then thought of a reply.

"I'll tell you after we get a room".

"Ok Ron" said Kim getting out of the car, picking up her bags and walking over to where Bonnie had gone, walking into the motel.

Ron moved to get out, and heard a noise. It sounded like a piece of paper being rustled. And it was coming from one of his trouser pockets. He moved so that he could easily put his hand in his pocket, and then pulled out a newspaper cutting. He looked down at what was written on the paper. Seven killed as two local girls die.

"Strange, I don't remember putting any of the newspaper clippings in my pocket".

The Ron realized. That was because he didn't. Why is it here? He quickly looked through the report and saw it had the names of the seven people, including Kim and Bonnie.

"I know that they supposedly die tonight. So what".

Then it hit Ron. It had the names of all of the victims. Perhaps he had been sent back to stop the killer. Perhaps he was supposed to be the time traveling hero, protecting seven people from the untimely fates they would face. Or perhaps some weird science phenomena had happened, and he would end up as one of the victims.

Ron cleared his mind of thoughts about heroism and death, putting the newspaper clipping into his pocket and got out of the car.

I can't be the hero thought Ron, how can I stop a person who murdered seven people.

Ron arrived at the motel to find Kim had already got a room for him and her. Bonnie was still talking to the man.

"Look, my cell phone isn't working, so I need a room with a phone that can make outgoing calls".

"Sure, I can get you a room with that, but it'll be ten, twenty five dollars extra".

"Twenty five?"

"Sorry, but I have to charge that amount, you could always go to the other mot, wait this is the only motel in a five mile radius".

Bonnie grudgingly handed over the money to the man. The man smiled back, a smug grin.

"Thank you" said the man handing a key over to Bonnie.

Ron turned to Kim.

"So what is he like?"

"He's a greedy guy, but he seems nice enough".

"So what room are we in?"

"Room six".

Ron and Kim walked away from the scene where it looked as though Bonnie could attack the man, and opened the door of the office so that they could walk over to the room that they would be staying in for the night.

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"Ron"

"Yes Kim?"

"In the car you said you'd tell me the truth about something".

"I, er did?"

"Yes, and I want to know the truth".

"Oh, I don't think you'd find it interesting".

"Try me".

"You may find it hard to understand".

"Look Ron, just tell me".

"Ok. Fine I'll tell you, but don't tell me that I didn't warn you. Tonight you were supposed to die. You and Bonnie. I was to pick you up, but I took a wrong turn, and by the time I got there you where gone. You were found dead a couple of days later".

Ron looked at himself in the mirror.

"You see the eighteen year old body of me, but my mind is from ten years from now. I was finally finding peace within, when I happened to go down a road that was destroyed some years ago, well, a couple of years from now. And I then find myself picking up you and Bonnie. I believe I've been given a second chance to stop you being killed".

Kim sat down on the bed. She had a troubled look on her face.

"Wow. So, your saying that if you hadn't arrived, I would have been killed?"

"Yes that is what I'm saying Kim".

"So what now?"

"I think we just have to survive until the morning. So I'm going to look after you and Bonnie for tonight, and make sure that you survive. I'm not going to loose you again".

As Ron walked over to his can of drink that he had gotten from a vending machine the newspaper clipping fell from Ron's pocket and landed on the floor.

"What's that Ron?" asked Kim, still recovering from learning about what was going to have been her fate.

"That's just a newspaper clipping from my time, well ten years in the future, erm, kind of confusing".

Kim picked up the newspaper clipping and looked at it, reading through it.

"Ron, are you sure it's a newspaper clipping".

"Yeah, why?"

"All of the writing, it's like, light, it isn't bold like normal newspaper prints".

Ron walked over to where Kim was sitting and looked at the newspaper clipping. What Kim had said was true, the words on the page weren't as bold as they normally where in a newspaper, instead they where a lighter color of black, only just standing out from the page.

Kim took the clipping back off of Ron and read through it, her face breaking into a frown when she read about her death. She looked at the bottom of the page and saw that it had the names of the killers' victims.

"Ron, do you know that it has the names of the people who where, I mean are going to be killed?"

Ron looked at Kim. "Yeah, I know".

"So aren't you going to do anything to save the other five people?"

"What can I do, the person managed to kill seven people including you, the person who can save the world, in one night. How can I beat him?"

"We must try; we can't just sit back and stay here while the others die".

"Why not? I won't be able to save them, but I can save you and Bonnie, so that's some people saved".

"We have to help the people".

"I can't, and I'm not going to let you get involved, I got a second chance, and I'm going to make sure that you and Bonnie survive".

"Fine Ron, whatever" said Kim turning away. She looked back at the clipping. She looked at the name of the victims, and before her eyes, the first name became bold, the color of the two words the normal color of a newspaper report.

"Ron, something's happened".

Ron looked at the clipping again.

"What do you think it means?" said Ron.

"I think we both know what it means" said Kim "that person has just been killed".

Ron looked at Kim and then the newspaper clipping.

"Who's next?" asked Kim.

"Ryan Gleeson".

Kim looked at Ron.

"Ron".

"Yes?"

"That is the name of the person who gave us these rooms".

"Come on, we have to go and help him".

"Change in attitude Ron".

"Yeah, come on lets go".

"Ron wait" said Kim reaching into her bag. She pulled out a handgun and handed it over to Ron. Ron looked at Kim with his eyebrow raised.

"It isn't a crime to be prepared Ron" said Kim.

"Why do you have a gun?"

"Just, in case".

Ron cocked the gun and walked over to the door. Kim followed him.

"I'm coming with you".

"Ok, but stay close" said Ron.

Ron opened the door and walked out, followed by Kim.