A/N: Wow, it's been a while! Sorry I haven't updated in a while I've been really busy with other Fanfiction stories, and forgot all about this one. This chapter should be worth the wait though. It's my longest in the story, so that good right? I'm going to try to start updating these more frequently, because well, I think that's what you guys prefer. :)

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~LooksDon'tMakeTheWorldGo'Round

Manhunt:

(Owen's POV)

"What are you looking at?" Duncan asked furrowing his eyebrows deeply the second he noticed me laughing at his new outfit.

"Oh, nothing Bambi." I teased still laughing at him while I snapped the little dear tail he was told to wear.

His nostrils flared, and his face darkened a bit in color from the rage he was building inside. No matter how harmless and adorable he looked in a little red nose, and deer antlers he was still more frightening than ever. "You better be a good shot tubby." He spat poking me in the chest as hard as he could before walking off into the woods as Chris instructed.

"Hehe, so who here is ready to another challenge? Whooo!" I shouted at my team mates who always seemed to have less enthusiasm than me. "Oh, come on guys, this'll be fun!"

"Whatever you say Owen, as long as I don't get my hair messed up I'll deal." LeShawna told me as she walked into the woods Lindsay, and Beth on her trail.

"Yeah! That's more like it!" I cheered her on deciding to follow them until I spotted my first prey. "So who are you guys looking forward to hitting the most?" I asked trying to keep the conversation lively.

LeShawna sighed once more. She must not have got that this challenge was supposed to be fun, while Lindsay was having trouble holding her gun, and Beth was picking something out of her braces. Maybe it was leftovers from breakfast. Mmmm, breakfast.

"Heather." LeShawna said plain and simple.

"But...why?" Lindsay asked her.

"'Cause the girl's a witch." LeShawna snapped repositioning the gun in her hands.

"Oh my gosh like, I was a witch once for Halloween. I looked sooo cute." Now, dont' get me wrong I loved being around my team just not when they were talking about 'girly stuff.' I decided since we were getting deeper into the forest now would be the best time to pull out my 'secret weapon.' I pulled out a tiny jar full of yellow liquid, and as soon as I opened the lid I caught the attention of the three girls.

"W-what is that?" Leshawna asked nervously sniffing the air. "Puh-lease don't tell me that's-"

"Pee? Why yes, yes it is." I told her splashing it on my face.

"Ewwwwwwwwwww!" Beth and Lindsay screamed in unison.

"Well, I've got some more if you guys need some." I said holding my hand out as an offering.

"Owen, we're hunting other campers you don't need to hide you're scent." Beth slurred.

"So, you mean I collected all this pee for nothing?" I asked tossing the jar in the air receiving another terrified scream from the girls before Beth, and Lindsay took off in the other direction.

"Dude, you are one sick ticket." LeShawna shook her head in disgust before walking off too, and almost seconds after I heard the bushes rustle around me.

"Now is the time for my primal urges to kick in." I said aloud creeping over to the bushes, and spotting DJ in the distance...eating grass? Wow! If he as so good at this animal role play then I should be an even better hunter! A smile appeared on my face this was my time to shine.

"The hunter is a finely tuned machine heightened by the thrill of the chase. Suddenly our hunter spots a magnificent buck in the clearing. If he's to suceed the hunter must demonstrate patience and control." I spoke to myself releasing a load of gas behind me startling DJ, and scaring him off prancing away. "Awh, crap..." I mumbled attempting to run into the direction he did, but tired out quickly, and had to stop immediately to rest. Cathcing DJ was going to trickier than I thought.

After wondering around the hot forest for another hour, or so never coming in contact with anyone I began to worry. "The hunter is one with nature. The hunter never fears nature." I said to myself over, and over. "The hunter is empowered by nature only increasing his strength...Who am I kidding? Sweet Marie this is haaaard!" I shouted hearing something move in the bushes once again. "Yes!" I cheered starting where I left off in my game of manhunt.

"The hunter closes in on his prey aware of every proton in his enviorment." I said aloud loading my gun once again, and aiming it at the back of DJ's head through the bushes when I felt something moving up my arm. I slowly turned my head in the direction of the odd movement when I realize it was a snake. "Crap! Snake!" I screamed flailing my arms in the air trying to shake it off scaring DJ away once again. I quickly threw the snake off of my now hyperventilating I wasn't giving up this time.

"Haha, it's on DJ you're butts a hamburger, and I'm one hot barbecue!" I shouted chasing after him. He kept a good distance away from me running on all fours like an actually deer, but I could see him that was all that mattered. "You're my burger now, DJ!" I shouted at him.

Since I knew catching up to DJ wasn't that likely I fumbled with the gun in hand, and began firing paintball after paintball at DJ, but somehow he managed to dodge every one! Once I needed to reload we came in sight of a clearing that I knew I could jump. I looked up to shoot the next paintball at DJ missing again, and attempting to jump the creek just as he did. Too bad this boy can jump. I ended up crashing my jewels right on to a rock. "Ooooowwwww!" I cried gripping on to my crotch in pain as I watched DJ get away for the dozenth time today.

Wanting to come back a hero I slowly stood up, and recollected myself before limping off after DJ. "You're not gonna get away this time!" I shouted at no one in particular, and who would of thought, but after another mile, or so of running I caught up to him again. This time he was mine. We were running up the top of the 1,000 foot cliff we jumped off in the first challenge, and since DJ was one of the only one's who wouldn't jump it I knew this game was over.

Once near the edge he stood on all fours, and slowly started backing away from me. Panting I continued to jog. "You're mine now deer." I smiled evilly loading the gun, pointing straight at his forehead, pulling the trigger, and...nothing. Shocked I continued jamming my finger on the trigger until DJ's face filled with rage closing in on me.

"Um, the hunter knows that the prey will...uhh, stay there...for a moment pralyzed in uh...fear? And...some respect? The deer cannot best the-uh, hehe oh, come on DJ, let's talk about this." I tried reasoning with him only making him angrier once the two of our chests where pressed against eash other's he picked my up over his head, and tossed me off the cliff. "!" I screamed plummeting 1,000 feet into the water peeing myself on the way down.

I landed with a huge splash in the lake swimming as fast as I could out of there, because being shark chow wasn't on my agenda for today. I crawled on to the beach soaking wet, and panting heavily knowing I had been bested by Dj, but this wasn't the end. I slowly stood up, and limped into the woods once more.

"You can...leave the hunter with less ammo than he though he had, you can throw him over a cliff." I said taking off my shoe when I felt something uncomfortable in it, and dumped it out reveiling a crab. "You can even leave him with a case of toe cramps, but you cannot break his spirit!" I shouted tossing my shoe to the ground in rage. God must have been on my side today, because almost out of nowhere I spotted another Killer Bass deer walk past me in the distance, and even though it was Duncan, someone who will be more of a challenge than DJ, I was ready to: Take. Him. Down. "Fresh meat." I said greedily rubbing my hands together following closely behind him.

He ended up leading me to a creek where I climbed into the tree he was currently kneeling under drinking away like some animal. I learned that I only had one ammo left. After firing so much a DJ I jammed the gun, and that was why I was unable to shoot him, but when it came to Duncan, I had a plan. I use the height of the tree, and my weight as an advantage to catch him. If I waited 'til the right time I could jump on top of the unexpected fool, so he wouldn't get away, and then-only then would I shoot him crowning me the paintball deer hunt master! It was a perfect plan that couldn't fail.

I crawled farther down on the branch I was resting on watching every one of his movements. "This will be the shot of the day," I whispered to myself, with only one paintball hunter and prey's destinies with become fulfilled." I said reading myself to pounce once I realized Duncan had finished drinking, and of course I had to fart right there in the middle of my ingenious plan.

I cupped my hand over my butt hoping to silence the fart, but it continued to sound. I spotted Duncan being startled then sniffing the air. "Beans." He mumbled. "Owen!" He shouted up at me who was still farting away. "Nice try Farticus! You almost had me!" He shouted before taking off laughing up a storm.

"No wait! Just let me shoot you!" I shouted farting once more this time blowing the leaves out of the tree, and knocking myself to the ground. Myabe I really wasn't cut out for...hunting. Tired, sore, and starving I brought myself to my feet, and began walking back to campus. I was through with this game, and a question popped into my head about halfway through the challenge. A question I needed an answer to.

Was is possible to eat deer, and if so I wonder if Chef could serve up some of that for dinner.

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