I am so sorry that it took me so long to update! I had to move my website to a better host, and I rewrote this chapter a million times, but the only way I thought it sounded right was the way it is now. Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews. I know that the last chapter was really angsty, but I can assure you that, in this one, no one dies. Although it is kinda slow. It's just a filler! I hope it's not too out-of-story, but I had to have another person on Death's list of else the story would be finished sooner.

IneedLove2- Yeah, well...just wait...evil laugh

kohirihiri- I'll agree, it is disturbing, but like you said, that's what horror aims for!

LadyEsca- Yeah...I thought it could've used something more, like having Jimmy see a sign about how Sheen was going to die. I'm trying to make them up as I go along, but I'm kinda having a hard time. In the first chapter, I was worried that the wreck was a little too similiar to the pile-up in the second movie, but I guess it was alright. I think some lady gets hanged in the second on, because her head is stuck in between two elevator doors and the elevator is going up...although that would be called decapitated...I could be wrong though. Gets brick thrown at her also Ow, my eye! What's wrong with being wrong? silence except crickets chirping...Ok, I see your point...

Sly Cooper- Yeah, I tried to make it as sweet as possible, without making it too happy. Heh heh, lol...Do chickens have large talons?

Sassy08- grabs whole tissue box Here. takes a few tissues for myself I may need these...

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I dedicate this chapter to kohirihiri, whose music videos are just awesome! Love ya Ko! Oh, and if I haven't already said so, happy late, late birthday!

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Death's List

"Li-Libby?" Cindy asked hesitantly as her best friend ignored her.

Sirens started blaring from the distance and Jimmy pressed his foot down harder on the gas pedal.

"Libby," Cindy said, her voice stronger than before. "Even though he was your boyfriend, you weren't the only one who lost him. What about Carl and Jimmy? They were his best friends," She shivered slightly as Libby's cold gaze suddenly caught her own worried one. "I wasn't even that close to him, and...I was sobbing."

Libby looked down at her shoes. "The point that I'm trying to make you realize is that everyone has lost someone that they love. You're not the only one." Now Cindy looked away and Libby suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Cindy jumped as Libby's arms enveloped her before embracing her back. "It'll be okay..." Cindy whispered.

As night drew upon them, the stars appeared in the moonlight sky twinkled in such a narcotic way that Cindy almost forgot the events of the day, and that Death was out to get them. The hovercraft landed outside the cabin gently, adding to the peacefully silent effect of the stars. When everyone was out and into the cabin, Cindy gave one long lasting look at all the heavenly bodies that hung brightly over her, wishing that she could feel safe despite any other impediments. Usually just the existance of them gave her a feeling of security that she couldn't explain. She sighed as she turned and entered the cabin.

"Cabin 180," She read to herself. Wasn't it highway 180 that the wreck was on? Her eyes stung with warm tears as she thought of the wreck, and all who had died in it.

"Ok, we're going to have to get rid of any belts, hair scrunchies, hair brushes, earrings, compact discs, necklaces, rings, bracelets, or anything that could possibly be life-threatening," Jimmy instructed, waiting for everyone to follow his directions.

Cindy removed all her jewelry and placed it in a box. She reached up to her scrunchie, but hesitated, then took it out and swung her head around slowly a few times. Jimmy stared at her, for he had never seen her with her hair down before.

After they put the box of harmful objects in a nearby closet, Carl started laying out a blanket and pillow on the floor.

"Carl, what are you doing?" Jimmy asked with a quizzical look.

"I'm going to sleep."

"No. No blankets. You could smother yourself in the middle of the night."

"But I need the heat from the blanket so I can get to sleep right away. It'll take me forever to fall asleep without one."

"Too bad. Would you rather die?" Carl glared at Jimmy, who was taken aback by his friend's sudden unpleasant expression, however he convinced the girls that they should all get some sleep.

"Jimmy?" Libby asked in a wearisome voice as she lay her head down on a small pillow. "Who's next to die?"

Jimmy and Cindy glanced at Libby, then looked at each other with a worried expression shared by them both.

After a long silence, Jimmy sat up. Despite the absent blanket, the only noise in the cabin was the sound of Carl already snoring from beside him.

"I don't know," He looked at his hands.

He honestly didn't know. In his vision, Libby was supposed to be next. But then where did Carl fit in? Either way, he couldn't just tell her that it was her or Carl, she would eventually lose her mind. He wasn't even sure if he was going to be able to stay sane.

"You're lying. You know." The statement was so simple that he heard it without barely taking it in.

It slipped through his brain and was almost gone when he understood it. Between him and Libby, Cindy was restlessly looking back and forth between her two friends.

"It's me," She said, louder and with eyes full of anger.

"Libby-"

"No! If it's my time to pass away, then I have a right to know!" She stared stright ahead and a calmness overtook her features. "All I want is to be with Sheen. If that means that I have to die and be with him in heaven, then I have to die and be in heaven."

Cindy reached out to touch her shoulder. "Don't touch me." As if her best friend was on fire, Cindy brought her hand back quickly.

"Jimmy, please," She said with tears pooling in eyes. "Tell me."

"I don't know." The hope drained from her eyes in the form of the tears that had been waiting to escape and she laid her head back down on her pillow.

Cindy turned to him. "If she were gonna die next, you would know, right?"

He didn't say a word. She sighed and laid down, facing away from him.

The sunlight washed over him as he blinked it back. He yawned and stretched his arms out, as was habitual for him every morning. Looking around, he noticed that he was the only one in the cabin. He started to panic, and ran around the empty cabin.

Outside, he heard someone talking, so he ran to the door. He flung it open to see Libby, Carl, and Cindy standing on the deck of the cabin, talking. They turned to Jimmy, who was gasping for breath with a scowl on his face.

"What Jim?" Carl asked.

"You know how worried I was!" He yelled, standing upright and walking threateningly towards the trio.

"Neutron, we can't just sit around and pretend to be safe. If Death's gonna get us, then it's gonna get us! You can't control fate!" Cindy said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Anger boiled in his chest, and he glared at her. "I was just trying to help you out! We can beat this! I know we can!"

"Just face it, Jimmy!" Libby yelled.

He jumped in surprise and backed away. "If you guys don't want me to help you, then fine!"

"We've all seen the movie, we're just as prepared as you are!" Cindy yelled in his face.

"Oh, come on, Vortex! You know that we need to stick together to survive!"

"Save it! We don't need you! Beat it yourself, since you're so smart!" She turned and began to walk down the steps.

Jimmy, who was fuming, suddenly realized how dangerous it could be if she left his sight. "Cindy, wait-"

He stopped when Libby and Carl started after Cindy in the same fashion. "No, you guys don't understand. I-"

Out of nowhere, he was suddenly forced to focus his eyesight on a tank of gasoline sitting on the dock on the lake. He couldn't take his attention off of it, and his breathing became heavy and forced.

"Carl, c'mon, let's go!" Cindy said, grabbing his arm and dragging him away from Jimmy.

"Jimmy looks kinda upset..." Cindy caught one last glimpse of Jimmy before something blindsighted her and she fell.

"Watch where you're going, you idiot!" She said, grabbing the hand that was offered to her and rubbed her head with the other.

She looked up at the person that had caused the collision to find that he was a boy of about seventeen with black, messy hair. She could feel a blush creeping onto her cheeks as she searched for something, anything to say.

"Hi," He said. She started to say something back, but stuttered. "I'm Dylan. Dylan Wilcox."

"I'm Cindy. Vortex. Nice to meet you," She finally said, and smiled as the cute boy before her smiled too. "You look farmiliar...but I can't seem to think of where I would've seen you..."

"Well, you might have seen me in a band around town. I play lead guitar." He said proudly.

"Really?" She thought for a moment. "Now I remember you! You're the lead singer of Graystar!"

"That's me!" He smiled again.

"Oh, I loved your band, but I never got to ask for a sample CD because you left my friend Libby's birthday party early a few years back when that Robo-cop thing went on a rampage through her house and..." She paused. "I should stop talking now."

He laughed. "Well, do you want one? I have a few over in our cabin if you'd like to come with me."

"Umm..." She looked back at Libby and Carl. "I can't really leave my friends here, do you think I could meet you there later?"

"Yeah. I'm in the cabin about four lots away from here. See ya!" He said and walked away, waving.

"Who was that?" Libby said suspiciously as she eyed the tall figure walking off in the distance.

"Oh no one. He's just some guy in a band. I'm gonna go get a sample CD from him later."

"Alright..." Libby said warily.

Jimmy watched the whole scene unfold as if the present danger was forgotten. They're acting like they're lives are in absolutely no danger at all! How dare they! After all I've done for them! Jimmy thought venomously. To tell himself the truth, he was starting to feel very jealous, but that wasn't the only green-eyed monster that was bugging him.

"Thanks."

"So, I guess I'll talk to you later?" He asked.

"Yeah."

Cindy was just about to walk away when she heard a girl yelling.

"Hey Dylan!" The girl's voice called from across the dirt road.

"Oh, that's my sister. I'll be right back," He ran down the driveway and into the road without looking first.

A white van sped down the road right as the guitarist ran into it. Cindy saw it coming and ran as fast as she could towards him and pushed him out of the way just in time. They both landed in the mud on the side of the road, gasping for air.

"Wow Cindy, you saved my life," He said standing up and offering her a hand.

"Oh my God, are you two alright?" A girl with black and red hair who looked about Cindy's age ran over to them.

"This is my sister Chelsea. She plays with my band sometimes too."

"Yeah, but only when I have nothing better to do than hang out with a bunch of stupid boys," She said jokingly.

Cindy, still getting over the near-death experience, found it hard to laugh. Nevertheless, she just smiled sheepishly and gripped her CD. "Heh heh, yeah. Well, listen, I think I'd better get back to my friends. We have something really...important...to do."

"Alright. We should be on tour in Retroville sometime this summer, so I'll look out for ya, ok?" Dylan said, and walked away with his sister.

She arrived, out of breath, at their cabin to find that everyone was inside. She was surprised that, even after the argument, Jimmy still let them come in, but she never understood him anyways.

"What do you want?" Jimmy said viciously as he stuck his head out of the door.

The light from the opening streamed out across the ground. "Um, can I come in?" She grabbed her arm with one hand and cautiously stepped forward into the light.

"Why? You should be just as prepared as any of us. All we're doing is safe-proofing the cabin, and since you're so smart, I figured that you wouldn't want to help," He said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry about what I said before, but obviously that's not the problem because you let Libby and Carl in, and they were arguing with you too!" She yelled, instant regret swelling deep in her stomach.

Strangely though he just stood there, not yelling a response back at her, just staring at her. "Are you okay?"

It came out a little more rough than it was meant to, but Jimmy shook his head and just looked off into the distance.

"Just come in," He monotonously and opened the door wider as she walked towards him.

Inside it looked as if a earthquake had hit. Or at least like one was expected. Anything that was up against the walls; shelves, pictures, and an assortment of hanging objects; were held to the wall by a ridiculously excessive amount of duct tape. Anything sharp, she noticed, had been put away, and all the doors besides the main door and the back door were duct-taped shut as well.

Libby and Carl could be seen in the kitchen, pondering about how to get the stove out the back door without doing anything life-threatening. Cindy stood awkwardly in the middle of the living room, not wanting to look dumb in front of Jimmy. She had no clue where this feeling had came from, however, because she knew that they were enemies and nothing more. They could never be anything more. If only she just hadn't kissed him, that had sent her emotions out of commission.

"Oh, so you are alive," Libby said viciously, leaving the stove in it's immobile spot.

"Libby, what's wrong? I just-"

"You just what! Left Jimmy, Carl, and I? What if you would've been killed?" Cindy started to say something, but Libby cut her off. "Do you know how devastated I would be? Do you know how devastated any of us would be?"

"I didn't think you would be so worried, I-"

"Yeah, you didn't think! You have no idea how it is to lose someone close to you!" Libby yelled as Cindy just stood motionless.

The look on Cindy's face instantly proved Libby wrong. Her eyes became sad as they welled up with tears that threatened to escape, and she grabbed her shoulders, hugging them in to her in such a way as Libby had never seen her best friend do before.

"I'm sorry..." Libby reached out to touch her arm, but pulled back, having second thoughts.

"It was pouring rain down in sheets about a year ago as we drove to the grocery store one night. My dad had forgotten to get my mom's favorite ice cream, so he volunteered us to drive back to the store and get some. Well, he sent me into the store with money to buy it and told me that he was going to the gas station across the street while I was in the store. Usually I stay in the car while he goes in places, but for some reason it was different.

"I heard the sound of metal colliding, and ran outside to see that my father's truck had been hit by a bus in the parking lot." She paused as she looked at the ground, forcing her tears to stay imprisioned. "The driver of the bus hadn't seen my dad because of the storm and he died instantly. For some reason, I've always thought that it should've been me. I should've insisted that he come with me into the store; the words went through my mind right before I got out of the truck...I never got to see him again. He was too mangled at the funeral..."

The tears, although foreboding, escaped from there prison and cascaded from the jade eyes in triumph as she hung her head.

"Cindy..." Libby said soothingly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

"It's ok..." Cindy whispered barely audible.

"Hey, wasn't that the day that I saw you at Retroland, Libby?" Carl asked, jumping into the conversation suddenly.

"Uh...I don't know..." Libby said confused.

"Yeah, it was; I remember it because when I got home, there was something on the news about a car crash at a grocery store in town," Carl said loudly, causing both girls to look up at him.

Carl, expecting to recieve glares from them, held his hands up in front of himself in defense and closed his eyes, but the only looks he got were ones of sorrow.

"Oh...I remember that day. We almost got on that one roller coaster..." Libby hung her head also, an angsty look about her. Cindy noticed this and looked at her through eyes of confusion. Then her eyes got really wide as she understood.

"I remember coming home the morning after that and seeing some news report about a roller coaster crashing and killing everyone on it. I thought I saw you in the background of the scene, but I wasn't sure..." She waved a finger at Libby. "It was you..."

"My mom, dad, and I were gonna ride it along with Carl and his parents because we ran into them in line. They were only riding it because it didn't have any loops, inversions, corkscrews, and it didn't travel at high speeds," Libby counted off on her fingers. "We were going to ride it. But then a big group of people with VIP passes got to walk right on the ride while we had been waiting in line forever. I would've said something and demanded that we get on the ride before them, but Carl stopped me. So we didn't get on...and we didn't die..."

Jimmy, who had been silently isolating himself against the wall throughout the whole conversation, stepped forward. "I remember hearing something about those at school the following week..." He turned away. "I almost got killed in my lab while doing an experiment that day. I accidently mixed phosphorus oxide and nitrodious-"

"Just get to the point," Libby said.

"Well, the point is that I almost died...I should've died, but thankfully, I decided that I'd better fix a glitch in my VOX's security field."

He looked up at the three worried friends in front of him. "I'm sorry..."

It's not the best chapter, more of a filler, but oh well. I promise the next chapter will be better!