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Chapter 2

Revenge,

It can change a person.

Change them entirely.

Because Ian McKinley had been better than this. Before he was driven to revenge, he was a pretty good guy, if you got to know him. It had been him and Erin, the two of them, together.

But this had been before death.

Before it took Erin.

Before everything happened.

Before Wendy.

As the car pulled up outside a fairly sized house, Ian stopped the engine and looked behind him into the back seat.

Wendy was laid there, unconscious. Ian hadn't had to do anything, she had passed out minutes after being forced into the car as the tiredness, worry and stress of the past few days caught up with her.

He'd done it. He had Wendy.

Ian turned to face the wheel again. No-one had understood. When Erin went, he'd lost it. He knew he'd changed, but he didn't care anymore.

Wendy had to pay. Death couldn't take her, death had Erin. She didn't deserve to be like Erin. Now death had given up, it was simpler. He didn't have to worry about her being killed. He could take his revenge in peace.

Unlocking the car doors, Ian stepped out of the car. His parents had left him this house when they moved away, and he'd been living here alone for the past year. Erin had stayed over many times, keeping him company. But that wouldn't happen again. Ever.

Turning, he locked the car doors again, and threw his cars cover sheet over the top.

He'd let Wendy wake up in her own time, in the car, in the cold.

Ian made sure the car was completely covered and went to go inside. As he unlocked his door he took a glance back.

When Wendy woke up, she'd wish she'd never been born.

Squinting, Wendy looked around her.

Her head was fuzzy, her memory hazy. Where was she?

She'd woken up about half an hour earlier, and so far had noted 2 things. One, she was in a car. Two, Someone had covered the car and she didn't have a clue who.

It was morning, and sunlight could be faintly seen, giving the inside some light through the thin cover over the car.

"What on earth..." she thought. "Where the hell am I, what happened last night?"

Footsteps outside suddenly made her ears more alert, and as the cover was lifted off, she saw his face, and all the memories of the night before came rushing back.

Ian was here.

Well this was really a filler chapter I guess, but it might explain Ian a bit better... :)