A/N: Thank you all so much for still reading my story even though I didn't update it for so long! Well, there are only a couple chapters left, so enjoy!
Chapter 10
Mort speeded through the forest in his new jeep, barely missing the thick trees that towered around him. He was in a kind of trance, he had no idea of where he was going, but he could sense where Shooter was. And something told him Celina was in danger.
Through the thick trees, and darkness, he could barely make out what looked like a cabin up ahead. He pressed his foot down harder on the pedal.
Celina's P.O.V
The blood drained from Celina's face as she looked up at Shooter, who had magically woken from his nap. She froze for a few moments before regaining control and letting out a ear piercing scream that broke the silence of night.
Shooter made a grab for Celina, but she ducked and whirled around and sprinted out the door. She could hear his thundering footsteps behind her and she suddenly realized that she had no where to go. She stopped in the hallway for a few moments before making up her mind to go in the living room. She jumped behind the couch picked up a near by lamp. She turned around just in time to see Shooter run into the room with a knife in hand. She screamed again and threw the lamp as hard as she could at him. She missed. It zoomed past his head and crashed against the wall behind him. He stood still for a moment, stunned, but quickly recovered, and continued toward her.
Celina looked desperately around and decided on a small porcelain statue behind her. She grabbed it, and made faked a throw at Shooter. It worked. Shooter ducked down, but by the time he realized she hadn't thrown it, it was too late. She threw it again, this time for real, and he was still caught off guard so she was able to hit him squarely on the shoulder. He cried out in pain as it shattered and cut his arm. He looked up at her with pure fury in his eyes and lunged at her, but just then something crashed through the wall from outside. It was Mort's car! Shooter cried out in surprise as the car barely missed him. Mort jumped out and studied the scene, then motioned for Celina to get in the car.
"Hurry up!" He told her as she jumped in and rolled into the passenger side.
Mort got in behind her and slammed the door in time to see Shooter recover from the shock, and hurry toward them. Mort Put the car in gear and in reverse and slammed on the gas pedal and took off.
As he tried to follow the path he's made while getting there, he glanced in the rear view mirror and saw Shooter pull out of his driveway in his old station wagon and turn around to follow. Mort tried to concentrate on finding his way back to the road, but found him looking back at Shooter every few minutes. They finally made it back to Mort's cabin quite a ways ahead of Shooter. Mort ran out of the car and to the other side where Celina was getting out.
"Go in the house and lock the door." He told her, and when she didn't respond he added, "And stay there. Go!"
She hesitated a moment more before sprinting onto the deck, and slammed the door shut. When Mort heard a dull click that showed she had locked the door, he turned to look at Shooter who skidded into the driveway. He waited until he heard the engine die down before he grabbed the shovel leaning in the fence. He ran to the side of the car door and took Shooter by surprise as he was getting out and slammed the shovel into his forehead.
Shooter fell backwards onto the side of the car, but quickly regained his awareness and grabbed the shovel from Mort's hands as he was going for another swing. Shooter swung Mort around and slammed him into the car. Mort's hands slipped from the shovel, and he slid to the ground in a daze. He tried to focus and saw Shooter swing the shovel from the side, and so Mort rolled past him just as the shovel swung past his head.
Mort crawled back up on his feet to take another blow from Shooter. He fell to his knees, but quickly got up in time to see Shooter smile and hit him again. This time Mort managed to stay on his feet, but before anyone could make another move Mort heard a voice that seemed miles away.
"Get out of the way Mort!" It was Celina. He turned to look at her and was awed to see her pointing a gun straight at Shooter. Mort did as he was told and ducked out of the way as he heard the gun shot ring in the nearby trees. The noise seemed to disappear as quickly as it had come. The woods fell silent, with the exception of a small thud that Mort felt vibrate through the ground. He looked up, and saw through blurred red vision, the figure of Shooter fall to the ground.
A/N: I can't believe I've only got one chapter to go! Thank you all soooooo much! You guys rule! I'll update as soon as I can!
Chapter 10
Mort speeded through the forest in his new jeep, barely missing the thick trees that towered around him. He was in a kind of trance, he had no idea of where he was going, but he could sense where Shooter was. And something told him Celina was in danger.
Through the thick trees, and darkness, he could barely make out what looked like a cabin up ahead. He pressed his foot down harder on the pedal.
Celina's P.O.V
The blood drained from Celina's face as she looked up at Shooter, who had magically woken from his nap. She froze for a few moments before regaining control and letting out a ear piercing scream that broke the silence of night.
Shooter made a grab for Celina, but she ducked and whirled around and sprinted out the door. She could hear his thundering footsteps behind her and she suddenly realized that she had no where to go. She stopped in the hallway for a few moments before making up her mind to go in the living room. She jumped behind the couch picked up a near by lamp. She turned around just in time to see Shooter run into the room with a knife in hand. She screamed again and threw the lamp as hard as she could at him. She missed. It zoomed past his head and crashed against the wall behind him. He stood still for a moment, stunned, but quickly recovered, and continued toward her.
Celina looked desperately around and decided on a small porcelain statue behind her. She grabbed it, and made faked a throw at Shooter. It worked. Shooter ducked down, but by the time he realized she hadn't thrown it, it was too late. She threw it again, this time for real, and he was still caught off guard so she was able to hit him squarely on the shoulder. He cried out in pain as it shattered and cut his arm. He looked up at her with pure fury in his eyes and lunged at her, but just then something crashed through the wall from outside. It was Mort's car! Shooter cried out in surprise as the car barely missed him. Mort jumped out and studied the scene, then motioned for Celina to get in the car.
"Hurry up!" He told her as she jumped in and rolled into the passenger side.
Mort got in behind her and slammed the door in time to see Shooter recover from the shock, and hurry toward them. Mort Put the car in gear and in reverse and slammed on the gas pedal and took off.
As he tried to follow the path he's made while getting there, he glanced in the rear view mirror and saw Shooter pull out of his driveway in his old station wagon and turn around to follow. Mort tried to concentrate on finding his way back to the road, but found him looking back at Shooter every few minutes. They finally made it back to Mort's cabin quite a ways ahead of Shooter. Mort ran out of the car and to the other side where Celina was getting out.
"Go in the house and lock the door." He told her, and when she didn't respond he added, "And stay there. Go!"
She hesitated a moment more before sprinting onto the deck, and slammed the door shut. When Mort heard a dull click that showed she had locked the door, he turned to look at Shooter who skidded into the driveway. He waited until he heard the engine die down before he grabbed the shovel leaning in the fence. He ran to the side of the car door and took Shooter by surprise as he was getting out and slammed the shovel into his forehead.
Shooter fell backwards onto the side of the car, but quickly regained his awareness and grabbed the shovel from Mort's hands as he was going for another swing. Shooter swung Mort around and slammed him into the car. Mort's hands slipped from the shovel, and he slid to the ground in a daze. He tried to focus and saw Shooter swing the shovel from the side, and so Mort rolled past him just as the shovel swung past his head.
Mort crawled back up on his feet to take another blow from Shooter. He fell to his knees, but quickly got up in time to see Shooter smile and hit him again. This time Mort managed to stay on his feet, but before anyone could make another move Mort heard a voice that seemed miles away.
"Get out of the way Mort!" It was Celina. He turned to look at her and was awed to see her pointing a gun straight at Shooter. Mort did as he was told and ducked out of the way as he heard the gun shot ring in the nearby trees. The noise seemed to disappear as quickly as it had come. The woods fell silent, with the exception of a small thud that Mort felt vibrate through the ground. He looked up, and saw through blurred red vision, the figure of Shooter fall to the ground.
A/N: I can't believe I've only got one chapter to go! Thank you all soooooo much! You guys rule! I'll update as soon as I can!