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In regards to out of character-ness, as previously stated: please read my other fic, Psymon's Secret before reading any further here. That way it will save you being confused, and will save me crying from the nasty emails ;)

Chapter 4: Lights, action
Nate fiddled with the wires for several minutes, grunting and cursing occasionally. Brody held the flashlight for him while JP stood facing the darkness, armed with the shovel. Viggo sat by Nate's side and held a pair of pliers and the tape.
"Okay, that should be it, try it." Nate said as he slammed the switch box closed. Brody reached up and pulled up the power switch. The lights came on and the furnace roared to life. The four men all cheered to themselves and celebrated with a few high fives and slaps on the back. They quickly made their way back upstairs and knocked on the door where everyone else was locked inside.
"It's us." Viggo declared. The door opened, the four men quickly slid in and locked the door behind them again. Nate was greeted with handshakes, high fives and hugs as everyone was grateful for him fixing the power.
"Whoever's doing this could have made a move while the lights were out, unless he hoped we would freeze to death without the heat on. Either way he may or may not be still in the chalet, I suggest we still stay in groups just to be safe." It was nearing eleven o'clock when Moby slid in through the window, a trail of snow followed him. His cheeks were bright and his nose ran as he rubbed his hands together in the warm room.
"Where's Psymon?" Zoe said sternly, insinuating something happened to him.
"The dumb bastard's too stupid to know when to quit, it's too damn cold out there for 'er to still be alive." Mac stood up and got in Moby's face.
"That's my girlfriend you're talking about!"
"And what did you do for 'er? Nothing. She's dead, mate, just accept it. No one can live out there that long in that weather. Not that you would care anyways, or you woulda been out there with us instead of sitting here with your thumb up your arse." Mac sank back down into a chair and stared at the floor quietly. Another awkward silence filled the room. Marisol offered to take Moby's coat, but he pushed her away, wanting to ensure no one found his pistol.
"I still need it, love, it's quite cold out there." Elise finally spoke up again.
"Okay, here's what we need to do, first off-"
"Why do we NEED to do what you say?" Allegra interrupted, her anxiety was starting to show through. "Since the moment the avalanche hit, you've been giving us orders every minute, but they accomplish nothing, why do we need to listen to you?" Elise put her hands on her hips and leaned into Allegra's face.
"Because I'm the franchise, little girl. I'm the top cat in SSX and what I say goes."
"It's not about SSX right now, princess, this is the real world now. The only people who have accomplished anything so far tonight has been Brody, Nate and J.P.-"
"And Viggo who found the flashlight." Viggo interrupted.
"Shut up." Allegra replied. "You sitting here giving us stupid orders isn't going to save us from this, why don't you just sit down, shut up, and let the people who have been keeping us alive all night call the shots?" Elise went to reply but Zoe pushed herself in between them.
"Stop it, shut up! Seriously." Zoe was exasperated. "Someone get Britney and Avril out of here before they kill each other." Eddie took Elise and sat her down on one side of the room while Griff tugged Allerga to sit on the other side. "Okay, we're all really high strung right now, and I don't blame anyone for losing control but we can't do this right now. There may or may not be some nut in this chalet who's trying to kill us, and if he is still here we need to be working together. There are people in here who I don't like either but it's not about that right now, like it or not we're all in this together." Some of the boarders nodded silently at Zoe's speech. "Look, we're all really stressed out right now, I think it be best that we break into groups and try to get at least a little rest. Sleep in shifts, if you can." More boarders agreed that some sleep would do them good, not that many of them could sleep if they tried. "There are enough rooms for everyone, but let's at least pair up, three up would be even better." She looked out the window. "I'm not leaving this room until Psymon gets back, so I'll sleep here. The rest of you, group up and find a room and try to get some rest. Leave your doors locked, but keep your ears open for someone if they are in trouble. And poor Luther's body isn't going to get any better in that heated bathroom. Guys, could you maybe take his body out and put it in the snow, at least to keep it somewhat preserved until help comes?" Nate, J.P., Viggo and Brody all looked hesitant, but agreed to lay their friend to rest in the snow, they couldn't let him just lay there in the bathroom.

The boarders quickly grouped up and went to different rooms, locking their doors behind them. Elise stayed in the room with Zoe and began to search through the drawers for an old pair of pajamas or something.
"I am not sleeping in this outfit, it was well over a thousand dollars." Zoe looked over Elise's knee length black heeled leather boots, the short black stretchy skirt and tight black tanktop with the see-through black blouse.
"A thousand?" Zoe asked critically. Elise eyed her from over her shoulder.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she pried, Zoe shrugged.
"I never thought it would cost so much to look so cheap." Elise slammed the drawer that she was looking through shut and fumbled for words.
"THIS is not cheap! THIS is an Italian original, even the underwear matches!" Zoe rolled her eyes.
"Yes I know it all matches, we all do! Your ass has been hanging out of that skirt for half the night." Elise looked desperate for words to tell Zoe off with, but nothing came to mind. She couldn't make fun of Zoe's clothes because Zoe was perfectly fine with jeans and a tanktop regardless of who thought otherwise. Elise just shook her head and banged on the wall.
"Does any guy in there have a shirt I could borrow to sleep in?" Almost immediately nearly every guy in the chalet stood at her door with their shirt in their hands, offering it to Elise. She paused for a moment from the immediate response and took Nate's Tshirt since it was the largest. She closed the door behind them and clicked it locked. She looked down at the shirt, then at herself, then at the floor. She looked back up at Zoe and looked like she'd just been let in on a cruel joke.
"All night, you said?" Zoe smirked.
"Only half the night, but the guys have had a good show either way."

Mac sat at the foot of the bed while Allegra wondered if it was okay for her to undress for bed.
"Are you alright?" she finally asked quietly. Mac nodded and looked down at the floor, looking up at Allegra with his eyes now and then.
"I just can't believe she's gone." he said softly. Allegra sat next to him and looked at him with a sympathetic face. He put his hand on her hand that she had resting on her knee. "I'm just so confused by it all." Allegra didn't know how to react, so she just kept listening. "This whole thing, it's going to change my entire life, not just right now but for the long run." He slid his hand off hers and onto her inner thigh. "Not to mention that it's probably going to leave me very vulnerable and easy to take advantage of for a long time until I get over it." He continued to let his hand slide up her thigh until it could go no higher. "Hell, we could die tonight for all we know. Don't you hate that, not knowing? Wondering if this is it? Wondering if you will ever have a chance to live again, to love again?" He squeezed and Allegra's eyes widened but lit up at the same time, she did find Mac attractive, but wasn't sure if this was right. He faced her and kissed her forcefully. She returned it, still unsure whether to say no, or to let him vent his frustration. Within moments they were ripping clothes off each other and turning off the bedside lamp.

Psymon tilted his head downwards to try and keep too much snow from blowing into his face.
"Kaori!" he called into the storm the same way he had for what seemed like hours now. He was quite far from the chalet, but the green light had come back on and shone dimly in the distance. He kept forcing his way through the snow until he came to one of peak three's many cliffs. He saw the run-off from the avalanche far below in the quarry and he sighed. "Damn it." he whispered, looking down at the tons of powder in the quarry. "Kaori!" he called one last time into the quarry, knowing he would hear nothing, but still hoping. A weak voice faintly echoed through the night.
"Here! I'm here!" Psymon snapped to attention and ran to his right, where the voice came from.
"Kaori! Where are you?" he called loudly, though he was starting to lose his voice.
"Here!" she called back. Her voice was weak, she had to have been exhausted from being out in the blizzard for so long.
"Keep talking! I'm coming!" He needed to keep following her voice since he could barely see in front of him. She weakly sang to keep a constant sound through the storm until finally Psymon found the ledge where she was. He knelt at the ridge and saw her on a small ledge about eight feet below him. She huddled herself into a small ball, trying to keep any warmth left in her body. She shuddered violently from the freezing wind. Psymon looked at the ledge, he could slide down and get her, but he had no idea how he could get back up. He leaned downward and called to her. "Kaori. Kaori I need you to look up at me." Kaori was frozen stiff, she kept her face buried in her huddled body. "Kaori I know it hurts but I need you to look up, I need you to help me if I'm going to help you." Kaori weakly lifted her head and looked up at Psymon. Her eyes could barely focus on him, but she recognized him and looked uneasy. Psymon reached out towards her, sticking his long arm out as far as he could without him falling over the ridge himself. Kaori still stared up at him, unsure to take his hand. "Kaori, take my hand, I can't go down there and come back up." Kaori still stared up at him, she was afraid and didn't know what choice to make. "Kaori I didn't come all this way to leave without you, give me your hand!" She put her face back down into her legs and shivered. "Kaori... Kaori I know I've done some awful things to you in the past, but if you never trust me again, please trust me now." She forced her tired body to slowly stand and she reached up towards Psymon. He grabbed her bicep with his one hand, then her other with his other hand. He pushed himself up to his feet and put his arms around Kaori's waist once she was high enough over the ridge. He quickly took his sweater off and wrapped it around her frozen shoulders and zipped it up. Her tight black flared pants and thin pink sweater only kept her warm because they held her body heat in due to their tightness, but otherwise she was frozen to the bone; the alcohol in her system also likely helped keep her thawed out. She chattered her teeth through blue lips and some frozen tears had been on her cheeks since Psymon found her. "It's okay." he calmly spoke to her, holding her up, both to help her walk and to transfer some of his body heat to her. "You're okay now, let's get you to the chalet and get you warmed up." She still chattered and shivered.
"Where's Mac? Why didn't he come?" she finally managed to squeak out. Psymon said nothing for a few seconds while they trudged through the knee deep snow.
"Let's just worry about getting you back to the chalet and warming you up." Kaori nodded while hiding her face in between his arm and chest, she was so weak she could barely walk. "What was that song you were singing? Keep singing for me." Kaori looked up with exhausted eyes.
"Sing?"
"Yeah, sing, tell jokes, tell me a story about your childhood, just keep talking." Kaori hesitated then began singing a melody in Japanese. Psymon listened closely, but focused on the pale green light that stood an hour away, he just had Kaori sing to keep him knowing she was alright.

She's alive! That oughta give her some credibility that's she's at least a little tougher than we all thought. What's going to happen when Kaori gets back to the chalet? What's Mac going to do when he realizes she's alive? And is the crew safe yet from whoever this maniac is that's doing this to them? All this and more, next chapter.