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"Hold it!" Cindy shouted. Jimmy sighed and turned around. "Are you insane? There is no way we're going off alone! We are staying together!"

Jimmy walked forward, now standing only inches away from Cindy. "This is my destiny, Cind. I've got to do this. You know me. God knows I'm not invincible, but I seem to be pretty damn close. I know I can do this. I have to do this. You know me. You know it's the truth."

Cindy stared in his eyes. How he's changed. Two years ago, a ten year-old boy. A kid with a light smile and blue pools for eyes. A boy surrounded by friends and a girl he thought he hated. A boy who would do what had to be done, but would always be scared and hesitate to do it.

Now, a twelve year-old man. We've seen more in the past two years than anyone ever has in their entire lifetime. No longer a light smile and pools of joy for eyes. Now a frown of anger and pools of fire for eyes. How he's grown. Look at him, he's not even the slightest bit afraid to do this.

But he's wrong. He'll never have to do this alone. I've changed too. Cindy laughed inside her head. I've gone from wishing this kid would drop dead to be willing to die for him. If his destiny is to die fighting a killer, then mine is to die with him.

All these thoughts swirled around her head. Only a few seconds had passed. She was still staring Jimmy in the eyes. "If your destiny is to fight him, then you know what mine is."

Erik, Eustace, and Dave were watching this. Suddenly Erik walked up to the couple and started talking. "Uh, hi. Remember us? Yeah, we don't really feel like dying today. So, uh, splitting up is not a good idea."

Jimmy nodded. "Cind, he's right. If I can't be here, they should have you. You're my equal, maybe superior," Jimmy told her. He paused a moment. "Funny how I can admit that so easily know. That would have killed me two years ago." After sharing a smile with her, he continued. "Anyway, you've got to stay with them."

Cindy walked over to the other end of the lounge. Everyone stared at her. She came back several seconds later, a bottle of vodka in hand. She smashed it against a table. "Jimmy, we're the targets. If he's looking for us, he'll fight us. He'll leave them alone. And I'm not letting you do this by yourself."

Jimmy's frown softened a little. Cindy's heroism, her spunk, her bravery, it never ceased to amaze him. The fact that she was so willing to fight beside him, even at the risk of death, astounded him. He took the makeshift knife from her hand and walked over to Eustace.

"It's unlikely he'll come here again. But use this incase he does. You can do this, buddy. I know you can."

Eustace took it and stared at Jimmy. "Good luck," he said with a smile as he outstretched his hand. Jimmy smiled as well and shook it. "And come back, Jimmy. I'm not through messing with you yet."

"I'll be sure to try." He turned to Eric. "Eric," he started to say, but Eric just hugged him.

"Dude, be careful. You know he's not going down easy."

Jimmy nodded and grabbed Cindy's hand. "See ya, Dave. Looks like you're not fodder anymore," Jimmy said before walking out the door and into the hallway.

Jimmy took a deep breath and took out his cell phone. He still had Sarah's in his pocket. He flipped through the Call ID and called the killer.

"Well-," the distorted voice started to say.

Jimmy mustered his courage and interrupted him. "You like scary movies?" he asked and hung up.