AN: Thanx for the constant support people, especially for the people who constantly give out reviews, even though they have nothign much to say. Hope you enjoy this chapter, although I must warn you it gets a little gross in the end, so don't read if you don't want nightmares.
"No, No, NO!" Frank started to say in his head in panic as he saw the permanent sharpie scrawls of his brother's name.
His right hand clutched the hat as he turned the hat absentmindedly along the edge.
This could not be happening. How did they all get split up and… this was just absurd! What was going on?
Frank sat on rock with his good, left knee bent up to support his left elbow. He had his palm against the side of his head as he started thinking about all the things that were happening to them.
Was someone or some people after them, or was it just a coincidence that all this was happening? The thing was, if someone was after them, wouldn't they have showed themselves or at least gave them some sort of contact so they knew that it was for revenge. Another thing was that as a detective, they had to think in a sense that nothing was a coincidence.
"Dad, do you think that this was just a mishap that this is happening to us or do you think it's someone out for revenge?" Frank asked his dad who was pacing in front of him.
"Hm?" Fenton said as he shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Sorry, I was just thinking."
"What about?" Frank asked, pushing his thoughts in the back of his mind to help his dad who seemed troubled.
"I don't know… something just strikes me wrong." Fenton said as he continued to pace in front of Frank who wished he would stop walking because it was making him dizzy.
"What is?"
"Well this person or persons who put us here for some reason wants us to be separated, but so far he or she hasn't done anything else to us. I was just wondering what the purpose of doing this was, and if he or she wasn't targeting us in particular, what would he want with Joe if that was whom he or she was targeting unless this was just pure out of no reason that we stumbled upon some lunatic." Fenton said out of breath as he threw his arms up in exasperation.
Frank got his question answered since now he knew his dad was just as clueless as he was.
He thought it was funny that both he and his dad were thinking about the same thing. It must have been in the Hardy genes or something.
"Dad, are we going to look for Joe first or are we going to find help first?" Frank asked with a glum expression on his face.
"My brain tells me to look for help first."
"I'm not leaving without Joe! He might be in trouble or something." Frank said with tears threatening to fall.
"But my heart tells me we need to find Joey." Fenton said as he gave Frank a hug to calm his son down. "Don't worry, we'll find him if it's the last thing I do."
Come on, Come on, Come on. Can't quit now Joe. Hardys don't quit.
Joe looked behind him. The figure was still after him.
What did they want? He hadn't done anything wrong unless… could it be an assassin?
This wasn't good at all. His muscles were still dead tired from wall off a mountain and then slipping into a river. What else could possibly go wrong?
An arrow whizzed by him again, barely missing his head.
"Oh shi…" Joe said as he ducked, hobbling along quicker than ever. "Please, please, please let me live." He muttered to himself.
Joe put all his concentration into running and staying alive that he never realized that his surroundings were changing drastically. He was heading towards denser and denser areas and forest.
When he was sure no one coming at him again, Joe stopped abruptly on a large rock, putting his head against it as he tried to get his breathing under control.
Once he could breathe correctly, he slowly lifted his head, looking around his surroundings. From one look of the environment around him, he knew he was lost. For one, he could clearly see he was on a path, to what he did not know.
That brought out the curiosity in him. Paths usually lead to people, but this path looked really old and hardly used. It was smooth, hard-packed dirt.
He slowly started walking through the path, once in while turning around abruptly when he heard a rustle or a twig snap.
Don't panic. Don't panic. Panic means death.
He continued to walk, and the walking paid off. Just off at a distance, he could see a figure wearing camping clothes, including a fisherman's hat. The figure wasn't moving, but he could clearly see standing up with his back towards him.
Joe broke off in a run, exhilaration clearly on his face. He could finally go home. He would just explain to the person who he was and that he was lost and then they would take him to a park ranger and then they would help him find his dad and big brother.
The thought of his family made him worry. He hoped they were okay, wherever they were.
When he finally made it to the man who seemed to be looking at something in the distance, Joe calmed himself down, not wanting to scare the man.
"Mister?" Joe said with a smile, but the smile turned to a frown as the man was answering him. "Mister?" He tried again, but the man gave no answer still.
Maybe the guy was deaf or something?
Reaching out a hand, Joe put his hand on the mans shoulder, hoping to get the guy to look at him but he felt something strange. The mans shoulder felt like it had something missing.
Swallowing down his fear, Joe walked in front of the man. The sight that graced him threw Joe back as he screamed and threw up on the ground.
The man Joe saw in the distance was a man but his head was cut onto a cross like pike, and then put up like a scarecrow. He could see the dried blood encrusted along the face and neck of the man.
Joe kneeled in down with tears running down his face.
He wanted his mom. He wanted his dad. He wanted Frank, and he wanted them now.
AN: Yes... gross.. why did I put that? There are reasons which you will read very soon in the next chapters. Hoping for some reviews with lots of critism and/or reviews of liking my story? I don't know. Really don't like the ending? I can totally change it if you want if a bunch of people complain, because it kinda grossed me out too... but again I say there are reasons which will be explained soon because as you can see, this story is probably making you wonder, WHAT IS HAPPENING? If you are really really really smart, maybe you can figure it out because I have given out slight clues once and a while. SO THANX AGAIN! Hoping to see more reviews, and hearing from new people:)
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