Jackson woke up confused and sore. Searching his surroundings, he started to remember running from the hunters and how he crashed in the pool house last night. "Hey you can't be in there!" a man shouted at him from the door. Jackson was startled by the man's sudden appearance and ran without saying anything and entered the woods. As he ran through them, Jackson started panicking. He started having flashbacks of being chased by the hunters, causing him to lose focus on what he was doing. Shaking his head to clear his mind, Jackson looked up in time to leap over a fallen tree and barely stay on foot. Just as he had almost recovered from his near-miss, Jackson stumbled over something and went to the ground before hanging by his foot from a tree.

"Jackson?" Allison shut the engine of the ATV off and approached the swinging boy. "What are you doing here?" she asked, pulling out her bow, she strung an arrow and aimed it towards the teen. "Hey, wait, wait!" Jackson shouted as she released her fingers and the arrow went slicing through the air. The tip of the arrow pierced the rope holding Jackson off the ground and caused him to drop down. "Don't be such a baby Jackson. Why would I shoot you?" "Uh, you're a hunter?" Jackson said as he slowly stood and waited for his body to get readjusted to being upright. "So? I don't just kill everything with a heartbeat, you know?" Allison slung her bow on her back and sat on the quad. "Come on," she started the engine, "I'll give you a ride back." Jackson stood in place for a moment, he knew he could just run back, but he liked Allison and now was the chance for him to be alone with her.

Allison drove through the woods for a while, eventually pulling up to what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. As she neared what seemed to be the old loading docks, Allison slowed down and pulled a small remote out of her pocket. After pressing a button, the door started to slide up revealing a row of ATVs and other machinery. Allison pulled into the line and shut off the engine. "What is this place?" Jackson asked, stepping off the quad and looking bewildered by the amount of vehicles in the room. Allison chuckled, "This is kind of our..'headquarters' if you will. We can't just keep all of this at our houses. Plus, this is prime location for hunting. The mutts like to stay in the reserve." Allison dropped the bag she had been carrying off in a metal locker on the wall and grabbed her purse. "Let's go, my dad would kill me if he knew I brought someone in here. Especially someone who could potentially help the enemy," she laughed.

Allison unlocked her car doors and sat in the driver's seat, waiting for Jackson to make his way around the car. "What did you mean by 'potentially helping the enemy'?" he questioned as he put on his seat-belt. Allison pulled out of the loading dock and onto a dirt road that eventually led to the highway. "You're an emissary?" she said as she flipped through radio stations. "So seek the wolf in thyself, shape-shift," Change it. Allison pressed another button, "In touch with the ground, I'm on the hunt I'm after you," "Oh I love this song!" she exclaims as she turns up the volume, "and unless you want to spend all this time at the academy just to flip burgers at McDonald's," "And I'm hungry like the wolf," "you're going to possibly be helping the enemy." Jackson mashed the scan button, changing the song to some Top 40 hit. "Hey!" Allison frowned. "That song was garbage. And I'm not going anywhere near a McDonald's." Jackson turned away from the girl and stared out the window.