Chapter 6: Run.
The water bubbled, someone was still breathing under there, Psymon stood, watching as Mac, Kaori, and Griff slid across the ice, trying to get away. Psymon held the gun trained, he only had one bullet left, and it was ready to fire if the head that popped up didnt belong to Nate. Psymon jumped backwards as a hand sprung out of the water, grabbing onto the ice. Psymon was ready to shoot, then Nate's head began to emerge, still coughing and gasping for air. Psymon dropped his gun, pulling Nate out by the arm.
"Did you kill him?" Psymon blurted, laying Nate on the ice.
"Psymon..he shot me.." Nate grunted, two bulletholes in his stomach.
"Yeah, but did you kill him?" Psymon asked again, not caring about Nate.
"No...he is still under there somewhere..the guy is like a fuckin' polar bear.." Nate tried to sit up, but he had lost a lot of blood.
Psymon finally cared enough to help Nate up, dragging him to his feet.
"Come on, We gotta catch up to the three twerps." Psymon grunted, holding onto Nate's build. Before Nate could reply, he felt the ice crack from under him, and they both fell into the ice cold water, Nate broke free from Psymon trying to head up to the edge of the ice. Psymon swam hard, trying to get himself to the surface so he could get Nate, he could only see a little underwater, he could only make out crude shapes, he knew one of them had to be Nate...but...there were two shapes. Nate spun around, face to face with Pete. Nate tried to kick him away, but he was too weak from the gunshots, Pete grabbed Nate by the neck, chocking him while bringing himself up to the ice to catch another breath. Nate swung his fist hard, trying to connect it with Pete's face. Pete only smiled, realizing that Nate only had a couple of more moments to live. Out of nowhere, an arm wrapped around Pete's head and pulled him out of the water.
"What the fuck!? I got the wrong person!" Psymon yelled, realizing he had just pulled Pete out of the water, not Nate. Pete turned around and pushed Psymon onto his back, srcrambling along the ice for the gun. Pete grabbed the gun, aiming at Psymon, who could do nothing. Pete stretched his mouth into a sickening smile and...fell foward onto his face. Nate had pulled Pete's legs out from under him. Pete flipped onto his back, aiming the gun at Nate's face.
Nate's eyes widened, he was staring down the barrel of a pistol...it would be the last thing he ever saw.
Pete pulled the trigger, blowing Nate right between the eyes. Psymon yelled as Nate sunk into the water, his blood splattered onto the ice and staining the water. Psymon scrambled to his feet, standing over Pete. ".....Damn it....DAMN IT!" Psymon yelled, Pete spun to his feet and tackled Psymon hard to the ground, breaking the ice again,and sending them both under.
Mac couldnt see anything anymore, the snow had picked up so much that he didnt even know if the was going in the right direction or not. Kaori stood silent, sobbing and hugging Griff to her leg as she heard the ice crack from a distance, earler she had heard the gunshot.
Mac knew for sure that Psymon and Nate were goners, there was no way that they could of survived a gunshot, and countless romps in freezing water.
"Mackie...where are we going?" Kaori whispered, not wanting to make her voice too loud.
"I dont know...I guess we should head for...um..the plane?" Mac shrugged, he held his guns in his shivering hands, knowing that he would have to use them soon. Griff sniffed, he was getting sick in all of this snow, but he was also sick of crying, running or his life from a madman.
"The plane might have some emergency bacon or something." Griff spoke up, still sniffling.
"Thats 'beacon', and I think you might be right, dawg. But which direction..." Mac looked around, he had no idea where to go. But, they kept walking, they were finally off the ice, and they were as far away from Pete as they could hope to be, the were going to survive, at least they hoped they were.
Pete stood up, brushing ice chunks off of his coat, he looked at the ice and saw the trail of footsteps leading away from them, three sets of them, all of them small.
"Wigger is on the run..." Pete smirked, and began to follow, making sure to follow thier footsteps exactly so the ice wouldnt crack under his wieght. Pete huffed, after the hell he had went through today, he was finally getting tired. He just wanted to hurry up and bump off the last three stooges and be on his way, no one would ever find the bodies out here in the mountains anyway.
".....Do you hear that?" Griff whispered, they had been walking for at least two hours, and it was only about noon. Kaori and Mac were too busy shivering and comforting eachother to notice how long they had been walking, Griff was the only one who kept whining every chance he got.
"I didnt hear anything...now make sure you keep up." Mac whispered to Griff, even though the sun was high in the air, it didnt make any difference, they were so high up that the sun was just a mere tease of what hot actually felt like. Griff shuffled through the snow a bit to keep up, but he swore he heard something behind him. Kaori was also getting a tad antsy, she wasnt used to being so far away from anyone for this long of a time, she made sure that she stayed close to Mac at all times, just in case Pete came out of somewhere to off them. Mac tried to keep calm infront of Griff and Kaori, but on the inside he was a mess. Psymon and Nate, the two people that probally could of taken down Pete had just bit the big one right behind him, and all he had now to back him up were two pistols, a scared japanese girl, and a twelve year old.
"Im serious, guys..something is following us!" Griff yelled this time to make sure they got the point, Mac turned around quick and grabbed the collar of Griff's jacket.
"What the hell are you doin'? Do you want Pete to hear us even if he is near?" Mac gritted through his teeth. Grif began to sob a little, which finally prompted Mac to go and check it out.
"Kaori...make sure he dosent run off anywhere, okay?" Mac walked away, pistols in hand as he peered into the woods, he poked his head around a bit, and moved some brush out of the way with the barrel of the pistol. Mac turned around, he saw nothing, nothing out of the ordinary, anyway.
"There? Are you happy? No one is following us." Mac sighed at Griff, who returned a sigh of relief. Mac took one last look over his shoulder, just to make sure that he could back up his own words. Kaori sniffled, she was catching a cold in this weather. They pressed foward, this time it was Kaori who kept stopping to look behind them, now she was getting the feeling that they were being followed, they were completely out in the open now, so its not like Pete had anywhere to hide if he was following them, the snow wasnt even falling. But...something just didnt FEEL right to the usually happy asain, she knew something was out of place, something just wasnt right with this picture. "...Mac..." Kaori whispered, stopping in her tracks again, this time looking down.
"What? What is it this time?" Mac responded, aggravated. "...Footsteps." Kaori pointed down at the big fat footsteps infront of them, they were way too big to be any of thier feet, and they were pointed in the opposite direction of them, they had to be Pete's...and they had to be fresh as well.
"Mac! Over here!" Griff had strayed a little ways away from them, and pointed to a slick trail, it was the same type of trail a snowboard carves into the snow. It also was heading away from whatever direction they were in, seeing as they were going up a slope.
"...Wait...a set of footsteps....and a snowboard trail...there cant be two of them...Unless..." Mac turned around, and he noticed the same set of footsteps heading in thier direction as well. Pete must of came this way, and gotten a snowboard, and rode back down. Then it hit all three of them.
"Wait! Radio Big! We passed Radio Big while walking away from the plane!" Kaori jumped, and smiled for the first time in a long time.
"We were headed in the right direction!" Griff hugged Kaori's leg again, smiling. They were all going to make it, they really were. Griff jumped around in his excitement, dropping his M-comm into the snow, then stepping on it by accident.
"Uh-oh", Griff kneeled and picked up his M-comm, looking at it.
"Eh, it only dialed some random number." Griff popped the M-comm back onto his belt, but Kaori and Mac didnt move...they were listening to something....something comming from the brush a little bit to the side of them.
Kaori began to sing along with what she was hearing.
"..Way away...away from here ....I'll be...." Kaori looked at Mac with a look of shock.
"..Viggo's ringtone." Mac turned his head to the brush, this time, he knew something was in there.
"Aww crap..." Mac grabbed Kaori with one hand, then Griff with the other, and began to take off down the snow, following the footsteps leading toward them. Behind them they could heard the hard puffing and pounding of Pete, his husky build rushing behind them in the snow. Mac and the others tried hard to keep ahead, but running uphill was something that wasn't easy to accomplish, and the snow didn't help matters at all. "No!" Griff yelled as he slipped, sliding down the slope directly towards Pete. Kaori turned around and dropped to her knee's trying to grab Griff's hands but it was too late, Griff had already slide out of her reach, and into Pete's.
Pete snatched Griff up by the back of his jacket, holding him infront of him with a sickening smile.
"Looks like I caught me a nice one..." Pete smiled widely, his yellow and decayed teeth in Griff's face. Griff just trembeled, he was in compete shock, which wasn't a big surprise for someone his age. Pete just looked at Griff, this little runt was the whole reason the plane crashed.
"You hit me on the head with that goddamn ball! You are the whole reason! YOU!" Pete rasied his voice, the colored returning in his face.
Griff began to sob as Pete turned his back to Mack and Kaori, gripping his hands around his throat.
"I'll break your fucking neck!" Pete squeezed, turning Griff's head to the side, Griff was running out of air, his vision began to blur. Griff's eyes focused on something over Pete...something was falling toward them...was it a tree?....no....it was Mac!
Mac had leaped from the slope, and dived at Pete, tackling him to the ground. The force of the two of them sent Griff skidding into the snow. Pete and Mac rolled around, Mac trying his best to land a couple of hits and punches in, but Pete was easily overpowering him.
It wasn't long before Pete had Mac in his clutches, slamming his head hard into the snow then lifting him into the air, slamming him again. Mac coughed up a little blood, Kaori could do nothing, she knew that if she even tried to help she would of been flung into the next solar system.
Pete picked Mac up, putting him in a headlock.
"Whatcha gonna do now, wigger boy!?" Pete yelled, he was enjoying this.
Mac dug his hand into his jacket....and pulled out the pistol. Pete saw this and quickly grabbed Mac's wrist, snapping it and sending the pistol towards Kaori.
"KAORI!...SHOOT HIM!" Mac yelled, his head being turned to the side, Pete was breaking his neck!
"Ka...KAORI!...PLEASE...SHOOT HIM!" Mac strained, trying to turn his head agains Pete's pushes.
Kaori picked up the pistol, and held it infront of her, trembling, tears running down her face.
"Go ahead, girlie...shoot me...go ahead..DO IT!" Pete laughed, Mac groaned.
Mac couldn't hold on much longer, the color in his face was fading.
"Please....please Kaori....shoot him...." Mac whispered.
Kaori looked at Mac's face...and held the gun up...her eyes set on Pete..right between the eyes.
Kaori closed her eyes tight, and pulled the trigger.
AN: I'm a mean, mean man. Leaving you all in suspense like this!
You know the drill,read and review.
The water bubbled, someone was still breathing under there, Psymon stood, watching as Mac, Kaori, and Griff slid across the ice, trying to get away. Psymon held the gun trained, he only had one bullet left, and it was ready to fire if the head that popped up didnt belong to Nate. Psymon jumped backwards as a hand sprung out of the water, grabbing onto the ice. Psymon was ready to shoot, then Nate's head began to emerge, still coughing and gasping for air. Psymon dropped his gun, pulling Nate out by the arm.
"Did you kill him?" Psymon blurted, laying Nate on the ice.
"Psymon..he shot me.." Nate grunted, two bulletholes in his stomach.
"Yeah, but did you kill him?" Psymon asked again, not caring about Nate.
"No...he is still under there somewhere..the guy is like a fuckin' polar bear.." Nate tried to sit up, but he had lost a lot of blood.
Psymon finally cared enough to help Nate up, dragging him to his feet.
"Come on, We gotta catch up to the three twerps." Psymon grunted, holding onto Nate's build. Before Nate could reply, he felt the ice crack from under him, and they both fell into the ice cold water, Nate broke free from Psymon trying to head up to the edge of the ice. Psymon swam hard, trying to get himself to the surface so he could get Nate, he could only see a little underwater, he could only make out crude shapes, he knew one of them had to be Nate...but...there were two shapes. Nate spun around, face to face with Pete. Nate tried to kick him away, but he was too weak from the gunshots, Pete grabbed Nate by the neck, chocking him while bringing himself up to the ice to catch another breath. Nate swung his fist hard, trying to connect it with Pete's face. Pete only smiled, realizing that Nate only had a couple of more moments to live. Out of nowhere, an arm wrapped around Pete's head and pulled him out of the water.
"What the fuck!? I got the wrong person!" Psymon yelled, realizing he had just pulled Pete out of the water, not Nate. Pete turned around and pushed Psymon onto his back, srcrambling along the ice for the gun. Pete grabbed the gun, aiming at Psymon, who could do nothing. Pete stretched his mouth into a sickening smile and...fell foward onto his face. Nate had pulled Pete's legs out from under him. Pete flipped onto his back, aiming the gun at Nate's face.
Nate's eyes widened, he was staring down the barrel of a pistol...it would be the last thing he ever saw.
Pete pulled the trigger, blowing Nate right between the eyes. Psymon yelled as Nate sunk into the water, his blood splattered onto the ice and staining the water. Psymon scrambled to his feet, standing over Pete. ".....Damn it....DAMN IT!" Psymon yelled, Pete spun to his feet and tackled Psymon hard to the ground, breaking the ice again,and sending them both under.
Mac couldnt see anything anymore, the snow had picked up so much that he didnt even know if the was going in the right direction or not. Kaori stood silent, sobbing and hugging Griff to her leg as she heard the ice crack from a distance, earler she had heard the gunshot.
Mac knew for sure that Psymon and Nate were goners, there was no way that they could of survived a gunshot, and countless romps in freezing water.
"Mackie...where are we going?" Kaori whispered, not wanting to make her voice too loud.
"I dont know...I guess we should head for...um..the plane?" Mac shrugged, he held his guns in his shivering hands, knowing that he would have to use them soon. Griff sniffed, he was getting sick in all of this snow, but he was also sick of crying, running or his life from a madman.
"The plane might have some emergency bacon or something." Griff spoke up, still sniffling.
"Thats 'beacon', and I think you might be right, dawg. But which direction..." Mac looked around, he had no idea where to go. But, they kept walking, they were finally off the ice, and they were as far away from Pete as they could hope to be, the were going to survive, at least they hoped they were.
Pete stood up, brushing ice chunks off of his coat, he looked at the ice and saw the trail of footsteps leading away from them, three sets of them, all of them small.
"Wigger is on the run..." Pete smirked, and began to follow, making sure to follow thier footsteps exactly so the ice wouldnt crack under his wieght. Pete huffed, after the hell he had went through today, he was finally getting tired. He just wanted to hurry up and bump off the last three stooges and be on his way, no one would ever find the bodies out here in the mountains anyway.
".....Do you hear that?" Griff whispered, they had been walking for at least two hours, and it was only about noon. Kaori and Mac were too busy shivering and comforting eachother to notice how long they had been walking, Griff was the only one who kept whining every chance he got.
"I didnt hear anything...now make sure you keep up." Mac whispered to Griff, even though the sun was high in the air, it didnt make any difference, they were so high up that the sun was just a mere tease of what hot actually felt like. Griff shuffled through the snow a bit to keep up, but he swore he heard something behind him. Kaori was also getting a tad antsy, she wasnt used to being so far away from anyone for this long of a time, she made sure that she stayed close to Mac at all times, just in case Pete came out of somewhere to off them. Mac tried to keep calm infront of Griff and Kaori, but on the inside he was a mess. Psymon and Nate, the two people that probally could of taken down Pete had just bit the big one right behind him, and all he had now to back him up were two pistols, a scared japanese girl, and a twelve year old.
"Im serious, guys..something is following us!" Griff yelled this time to make sure they got the point, Mac turned around quick and grabbed the collar of Griff's jacket.
"What the hell are you doin'? Do you want Pete to hear us even if he is near?" Mac gritted through his teeth. Grif began to sob a little, which finally prompted Mac to go and check it out.
"Kaori...make sure he dosent run off anywhere, okay?" Mac walked away, pistols in hand as he peered into the woods, he poked his head around a bit, and moved some brush out of the way with the barrel of the pistol. Mac turned around, he saw nothing, nothing out of the ordinary, anyway.
"There? Are you happy? No one is following us." Mac sighed at Griff, who returned a sigh of relief. Mac took one last look over his shoulder, just to make sure that he could back up his own words. Kaori sniffled, she was catching a cold in this weather. They pressed foward, this time it was Kaori who kept stopping to look behind them, now she was getting the feeling that they were being followed, they were completely out in the open now, so its not like Pete had anywhere to hide if he was following them, the snow wasnt even falling. But...something just didnt FEEL right to the usually happy asain, she knew something was out of place, something just wasnt right with this picture. "...Mac..." Kaori whispered, stopping in her tracks again, this time looking down.
"What? What is it this time?" Mac responded, aggravated. "...Footsteps." Kaori pointed down at the big fat footsteps infront of them, they were way too big to be any of thier feet, and they were pointed in the opposite direction of them, they had to be Pete's...and they had to be fresh as well.
"Mac! Over here!" Griff had strayed a little ways away from them, and pointed to a slick trail, it was the same type of trail a snowboard carves into the snow. It also was heading away from whatever direction they were in, seeing as they were going up a slope.
"...Wait...a set of footsteps....and a snowboard trail...there cant be two of them...Unless..." Mac turned around, and he noticed the same set of footsteps heading in thier direction as well. Pete must of came this way, and gotten a snowboard, and rode back down. Then it hit all three of them.
"Wait! Radio Big! We passed Radio Big while walking away from the plane!" Kaori jumped, and smiled for the first time in a long time.
"We were headed in the right direction!" Griff hugged Kaori's leg again, smiling. They were all going to make it, they really were. Griff jumped around in his excitement, dropping his M-comm into the snow, then stepping on it by accident.
"Uh-oh", Griff kneeled and picked up his M-comm, looking at it.
"Eh, it only dialed some random number." Griff popped the M-comm back onto his belt, but Kaori and Mac didnt move...they were listening to something....something comming from the brush a little bit to the side of them.
Kaori began to sing along with what she was hearing.
"..Way away...away from here ....I'll be...." Kaori looked at Mac with a look of shock.
"..Viggo's ringtone." Mac turned his head to the brush, this time, he knew something was in there.
"Aww crap..." Mac grabbed Kaori with one hand, then Griff with the other, and began to take off down the snow, following the footsteps leading toward them. Behind them they could heard the hard puffing and pounding of Pete, his husky build rushing behind them in the snow. Mac and the others tried hard to keep ahead, but running uphill was something that wasn't easy to accomplish, and the snow didn't help matters at all. "No!" Griff yelled as he slipped, sliding down the slope directly towards Pete. Kaori turned around and dropped to her knee's trying to grab Griff's hands but it was too late, Griff had already slide out of her reach, and into Pete's.
Pete snatched Griff up by the back of his jacket, holding him infront of him with a sickening smile.
"Looks like I caught me a nice one..." Pete smiled widely, his yellow and decayed teeth in Griff's face. Griff just trembeled, he was in compete shock, which wasn't a big surprise for someone his age. Pete just looked at Griff, this little runt was the whole reason the plane crashed.
"You hit me on the head with that goddamn ball! You are the whole reason! YOU!" Pete rasied his voice, the colored returning in his face.
Griff began to sob as Pete turned his back to Mack and Kaori, gripping his hands around his throat.
"I'll break your fucking neck!" Pete squeezed, turning Griff's head to the side, Griff was running out of air, his vision began to blur. Griff's eyes focused on something over Pete...something was falling toward them...was it a tree?....no....it was Mac!
Mac had leaped from the slope, and dived at Pete, tackling him to the ground. The force of the two of them sent Griff skidding into the snow. Pete and Mac rolled around, Mac trying his best to land a couple of hits and punches in, but Pete was easily overpowering him.
It wasn't long before Pete had Mac in his clutches, slamming his head hard into the snow then lifting him into the air, slamming him again. Mac coughed up a little blood, Kaori could do nothing, she knew that if she even tried to help she would of been flung into the next solar system.
Pete picked Mac up, putting him in a headlock.
"Whatcha gonna do now, wigger boy!?" Pete yelled, he was enjoying this.
Mac dug his hand into his jacket....and pulled out the pistol. Pete saw this and quickly grabbed Mac's wrist, snapping it and sending the pistol towards Kaori.
"KAORI!...SHOOT HIM!" Mac yelled, his head being turned to the side, Pete was breaking his neck!
"Ka...KAORI!...PLEASE...SHOOT HIM!" Mac strained, trying to turn his head agains Pete's pushes.
Kaori picked up the pistol, and held it infront of her, trembling, tears running down her face.
"Go ahead, girlie...shoot me...go ahead..DO IT!" Pete laughed, Mac groaned.
Mac couldn't hold on much longer, the color in his face was fading.
"Please....please Kaori....shoot him...." Mac whispered.
Kaori looked at Mac's face...and held the gun up...her eyes set on Pete..right between the eyes.
Kaori closed her eyes tight, and pulled the trigger.
AN: I'm a mean, mean man. Leaving you all in suspense like this!
You know the drill,read and review.