Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket.

We all three looked up. No one. No one in sight. A second shot. We ran for cover. Yuki stopped at a hole. "What the fuck?!" Haru screamed. "In here!" Yuki pointed to the hole. "Fuck no!" I yelled. There was no way in hell I was going down there.

Yuki grabbed my coat; I fell hard on my ass. "Son of a bitch." Haru came next. Then Yuki.

All was quite in this clod fucking ice hole Yuki threw us in. Not a sound. "Take a look and see any ones out there," I suggested to Yuki. "Hell no," He snapped back.

"Well find us a fucking way out of here," Haru said.

"Fine," Yuki said. He started to dig. When we got to the top there stood a big ass man in front of us.

"Your blood will cover the snow tonight," He said voice deep. We had just run into our worst nightmare.

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Sorry if this chap is bad. I just found out Casey Calvert died Saturday. So I'm going though the motions of grief. Sorry. But chap 5 is going to be better. So just hang in there. R.I.P Casey.