And here's chapter nine. Thanks for the feedback, once again.

Now, we delve deeper into Dawn's craziness. Scary, ain't it?

Kinda short, but, satisfying. At least, I think so. It'll get better. Trust me.

(Jason's Apartment)

(The next afternoon)

"Kim, you really didn't have to take off work and come to another state with me," Jason said with a grin as he and his petite friend headed down the hall towards his apartment.

Kim grinned and shrugged. "It's no problem, Rex. Besides, I wanted to see your apartment anyway and see a little bit of Chicago,"she said. She was using her vacation time, but, didn't care. She'd had nothing else planned anyway.

"Chicago's great. Seriously. But I'm happy to be going back to Angel Grove," he said as he unlocked the door.

"I'm happy you're coming back, too," she said as she followed him into the apartment.

"Yeah. The longer I was home, the more I-" he began.

"Whoa!" Kim exclaimed, her eyes widening.

Jason frowned. "What is it?" he asked. Then, he took in the appearance of his living room and his jaw dropped in astonishment. "What the hell!"

The furniture was all slashed up, the coffee table looked as if it had been smashed to pieces with a baseball bat or something, the TV screen had been smashed in, the stereo had been knocked to the floor, and there was writing on the wall... Jason's eyes narrowed when he read what'd been written. 'DIE, JASON, DIE. DIE, KIM, DIE. I HOPE YOU BOTH ROT IN HELL.'

Jason looked at Kim- who had an incredulous look on her pretty face. She met Jason's eyes. "That bitch is crazier than I thought. Wow!" she exclaimed.

"Crazy's too weak a word," he said through clenched teeth. He could almost feel Dawn's slender neck in his hands. He stalked towards his room and Kim hurried after him. When they'd reached the room, Kim's hand flew to her mouth. Damn!

The bed was totally wrecked, more writing on the wall, the desk had been overturned. Jason turned and headed for the bathroom. Kim stood frozen, gaping.

Jason was shocked to see that the bathroom had been untouched- except for the broken mirror. "Is it a freaky nightmare in there, too?" came Kim's voice from behind him. He turned and shook his head.

"No. She just broke the mirror. But I wonder what she did to the kitchen," he said, then, headed off. Kim sighed and followed. She shook her head when they reached the kitchen.

The table and chairs were broken, dishes were in pieces all over the floor. Three large knives had been stuck into the wall.

Jason rubbed his hands over his face. Dawn was completely deranged.

Kim touched his shoulder. "Jase, I'm so sorry. I just had no idea she was this psychotic," she said.

"I'm sorry she wrote that shit about you on the wall," he said.

"It's okay. Dawn's just... the mall's open, but, nobody's shopping, ya know?" Kim said with a shrug.

Jason laughed lightly in agreement. Kim looked around the kitchen. She was pissed, though. Not by what Dawn had written. The wack job had trashed Jason's apartment. Kim felt as if it'd happened to her. The brunette didn't take kindly to people who caused any of her friends any sort of problems. A rage that almost scared her was building rapidly within her.

Jason sighed. Words couldn't even began to describe what he was feeling right now. Damn. "I thought this crap only happened in movies," he said, shaking his head.

"Tell me about it," Kim said calmly. But her tone didn't match her emotions at all. Hell, no.

They turned and headed back into the living room. "I was so focused on getting her outta Angel Grove, I forgot to take this apartment key back from her," he said.

"Don't blame yourself for this, Jason. It's not your fault she doesn't know what "it's over" means. She's a lunatic that needs to be strapped to a bed for the rest of her life. She's a few grapes short of a bunch," Kim said as her rage continued to grow. The bitch had gone too far. Too far.

"I wonder where the hell she is now," he muttered.

Kim rolled her eyes. "Probably off torturing mini Jason and Kim voodoo dolls," she said.

"Or maybe she's visiting her father- Satan," he said dryly. The two of them just stood silently. Moments later, he spoke up again. "I'm gonna check and see if any of my clothes and shoes are still intact," he said. He couldn't get outta here fast enough.

"I'll come with you," Kim said. The two former rangers turned to head to his room.

"Jason! Hi!" a female voice said cheerfully.

They turned quickly to see Dawn standing in the doorway, grinning happily.

Jason only stared at her. He had no idea what to actually say. And he refused to move because he knew what might happen if he did and he was against physically harming women.

Kim glared hatefully at the blonde. She really had to be crazy to show her face here.

Dawn grinned at her. "Hi, Kim! Nice to see you," she said warmly, stepping into the apartment and closing the door behind her. "Hey, you can pack and all that later, Jason. Why don't the three of us get some lunch?" she suggested brightly.

Jason and Kim continued to look at her.

Dawn looked around the living room and gasped. "WHOA! What happened here?" she exclaimed.

"You know damn well what happened here, you psychotic freak," Kim snapped harshly.

Dawn frowned, then, her eyes widened. "You think I did this?" she said in disbelief.

"What happened to your hand?" Kim asked angrily. Dawn's right hand was bandaged. "Don't bother telling us 'cause we already know. You must've hurt it when you were trashing this apartment."

Dawn looked at Jason, fury filling her eyes. "You believe her, don't you? Of course you do! What else is new? Dammit, Jason!" she yelled, punching the wall with her uninjured hand. She glared at him. "I can't believe you brought this tramp with you! Why'd you do it? Huh? To rub it in my face? And I can't believe you had her here in that bed last night!"

Jason frowned. "What the hell are you talking-" he began.

"I saw you!" she shrieked hysterically. Don't deny it! I saw you in that bed and I saw you feeding her! I saw her in the mirror in the bathroom! She was there, dammit! Gloating about how I'd lost! BUT I NEVER LOSE!" she screamed.

Jason and Kim just gaped at her. WOW!

Dawn clutched her head and began groaning. Then, she glared at them. "The jackass and his whore! I hate you both and you're gonna die painful deaths. I might make you watch me kill your precious Kimmie, Jason. How would that feel? Seeing her life drained from her? Seeing her die by hand? What would you do if-" she was saying.

"Shut the hell up!" Kim said, charging up to her and punching her squarely in the mouth. Jason's dark eyebrows rose slightly as Dawn fell backwards to the floor. Something had snapped in Kim.

She didn't give Dawn time to recover. She hopped onto the blonde and began punching her mercilessly in the chest and the face. Dawn tried to push her off, but, failed miserably. Jason had no idea where the petite gymnast's strength had come from.

When Kim had tired of punching her, she sprang to her feet . Dawn's face? Bloodied. It made her look even more demented. Kim began swiftly and roughly kicking her in the ribs, hip and head. She'd been wanting to hurt this woman in the worst way practically since the first time she'd met her.

"Open the door, Jason, so, I can kick out the trash," Kim said harshly.

Jason walked up to the door and opened it. Kim kicked at Dawn til she was out in the hall. She didn't care if anyone saw the blonde. She just didn't care. Kim glared down at her. "Get lost, you loony bitch," she snapped.

Jason looked at Dawn, who glared murderously at him. "See ya around," he said lightly, then, kicked the door closed.

Stay tuned if ya care to see more. Dawn's not outta the pic yet, of course. Cya!