A/N: Sorry for the wait readers. I saw The Final Destination later than I wanted. It was a pretty good film, however. Without further delay here is chapter 3 of "Life vs. Death."

"I sure hope you're Ok, Wen," Kevin thought keeping his gun aimed at the door. His arms began to shake as he waited for the other one to phase through the door and then someone's hands appeared from behind him and grabbed hold of the shot gun. Kevin maneuvered himself so he was facing his enemy and tried to aim the gun at his head. The assailant proved stronger and began forcing Kevin back towards the wall. Kevin changed their positions at the last moment and pinned his opponent. Kevin reached forward and yanked off his hood revealing the face of…

"Alex Browning!" Kevin shouted astonished.

"In the flesh… well sort of," Alex retorted. The other two figures materialized in the room as he said this.

"You won't need those hoods anymore guys," Alex informed them. They reached for their hoods and revealed their identities to be Kimberly Corman and Thomas Burke. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a gun.

"Let Alex down now," Thomas ordered. Realizing he'd never shoot Thomas in time Kevin regrettably stepped back from Alex.

"Why are you doing this?" Kevin demanded to know.

"We really don't have a say in things Kevin. We're just following orders." And with that comment Thomas opened fire. Kevin ran behind some one of the metal support beams and blindly fired. He heard Kimberly scream followed by the sound of Thomas starting to take out the empty clip from his gun. Kevin ran out from his cover and smacked Alex with his gun.

Alex grabbed the gun and in the struggle, fired it in the direction of Burke just missing him. Alex pulled it from Kevin's grip, swinging it against his jaw in the process. Kevin heard Burke slam the new clip into his gun and tackled Burke before he could aim it.

Kevin slapped Burke's gun from his hand and then ran at Alex. Alex fired Kevin's shotgun, but he slid to dodge the shot and knocked Alex down to his feet. He wrestled the gun out of Alex's hands and shot him right in the face. Before Kevin could recover, Burke's foot connected with his chin and knocked him to the floor; the gun fell out of his grip. Burke kicked it behind him so Kevin couldn't reach it. Burke retrieved his gun and aimed it between Kevin's eyes.

"Say goodbye."

"Goodbye," Julie answered and shot Burke. "You ok?"

"We have to find Wendy," Kevin said while Julie helped him up with her good arm. "One of them took here when we tried to save you."

"Wondering where I am Wendy?" Clear asked from out of the darkness. "I'm right next to you." Wendy let out a gasp as she felt Clear hands go around her neck. She then felt her knife press itself into it. A shot rang out before she could cut Wendy's throat.

"Kevin," Wendy called out, but he was nowhere to be found. "Kevin!" She called louder, but still received no answer. If he didn't save her from Clear, then who did?

"Wendy, are you down here! ?" Kevin yelled coming down the stairs with Julie close behind.

"Guys, I'm here." She answered.

"Where is the other one?" Kevin questioned keeping the shot gun raised.

"She's gone. Someone else shot her."

"What do you mean someone else? Who else could know about death's design?" Julie questioned.

"Probably the same person that gave me this," Kevin answered acknowledging the gun in his hands.

The three of them ascended the stairs and went back to Wendy's room. The hospital staff regained consciousness a few minutes later and asked if they had seen a guy dressed in black. Wendy said yes, but that he walked right past her room and she didn't see him again after that. The security guards allowed Kevin and Julie to stay in Wendy's room for the remainder of the night.

Wendy tried to fruitlessly sleep. She was afraid if she closed her eyes she would have another vision. In the end she shut her eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber. After what felt like hours it thundered outside awakening Wendy from her sleep.

She looked around the room and noticed that she was alone. Neither Kevin nor Julie was with her. There was a flash of lightning which revealed the silhouette of another person dressed in white. Wendy tried to use her powers but they weren't working; she must be dreaming still. The person held up his/her hands to reveal that he/she wasn't armed and approached Wendy's bed. The visitor placed his/her hand on Wendy's forehead.

"What are you doing?" Wendy started to ask, but felt her brain spike and several images started to flash through her mind.

6 years ago

"Clear, please try to calm down. We can still beat this," Alex tried to reason.

Clear was far from calm though. Not only had she witnessed another one of her friends (Ok Carter) die, but she saw that truck nearly hit Alex before it even showed up!

Was she like him now? Would she be receiving visions? While she was deliberating this in her mind Alex felt a chill run through his veins. Everything became silent. Not even Clear's voice penetrated his thoughts. He looked just above his head and spotted a brick above Clear's head. It looked loose and… oh no.

"Alex, are you even listening to me?" Clear asked, but was shoved out of the way by Alex. The brick fell and smashed into his face. Clear stood to her feet and covered her mouth. Her eyes were horrified at the sight before her. Alex was lying face down in a pool of blood clearly dead.

"NOOOOOOOO!" She screeched at the top of her lungs. "ALEX NOOO!" She bent down beside him and pulled his dead body up to its knees.

Clear began to uncontrollably sob into his shoulder as she held onto his body tightly. This had been the first time she had ever cried since her father had been murdered. Clear felt like another part of her had simultaneously died with Alex. Other people came running out to the street to see what the commotion was about and started to call 911 when they saw the sight of Alex.

"Hello Clear," A familiar voice greeted. She lifted her head and locked eyes with William Bludworth.

"What are you doing here?" Clear asked angrily. She wasn't sure why here question came out like that.

"You could say that I just wanted to check on Alex's progress as well as yours. It seems his feelings for you proved to be death of him."

"Go to hell," She said calmly, but with hate still dripping from each word.

"It's like I said before. In death there are no accidents, no coincidences, and no escapes."

There was a loud crash in the back alley and Clear turned to see what caused it. She could have sworn she saw a black mist vanish into the dark when she looked. She dismissed whatever it was and went back to holding on to Alex's body while an ambulance began to pull up.

5 years ago

Kimberly Corman was lost somewhere out on North Street. She decided to stop and get directions from a nearby shop called Goldstein's Hardware.

"Kimberly Corman," William Bludworth acknowledged as she entered the store.

"Bludworth? What are you doing here?"

"I heard about what happened at the hospital so you could say that I'm here to check on how you are doing."

"How I'm doing. What are you talking about?"

"Look around you Kimberly. You are in a store surrounded by many pieces of dangerous equipment and yet you don't seem the least bit worried."

"Why should I? We beat death. It's over."

"Is it, Kimberly?"

"Kimberly?" Thomas Burke called out. Kimberly turned and smiled at the sight of her old friend and the two hugged. Unbeknownst to Kimberly, Bludworth had vacated the store.

"What are you doing here?" Thomas asked her.

"I got lost and needed directions. What about you?"

"I needed a new fire extinguisher so I came by here to pick one up." Kimberly felt her skin start to go cold as she realized their meeting mixed with the appearance of William Bludworth couldn't have been a coincidence.

She began to look around the shop and heard one of the cashiers say, "Your total comes to $1.80."

She turned her attention to the entrance of the store and saw what appeared to be an approaching car from just outside!

"Thomas, look out!" She warned. Thomas looked in the direction she was pointing at just in time to see a car smash through the doors and speed towards them.

"This way!" He shouted and pulled her to the back exit. They managed to make it out in time to avoid being hit by the car, but Burke felt Kimberly's hand slip out of his.

"Burkeeee!" She screamed to get his attention.

Thomas was shocked to see that Kimberly had gotten her coat caught in a wood chipper and was being pulled into it. Not hesitating, Burke dashed to Kimberly and grabbed both of her hands and pulled her back with all his might.

"Don't let me go! Please don't let me go!" She desperately pleaded as she felt her hands start to slip from his.

"I'm not going to lose you, Kim!" He answered back and pulled even harder. He felt every last muscle in his body strain to hold on.

"I won't let you take her Death! Do you hear me!" He shouted in with the utmost fury in his voice. Then the tragic happened. The wood chipper got a sudden burst in speed and pulled Kimberly followed by Burke inside it. Their bodies were completely obliterated and all that came out the other end of the chipper was their blood.

Present Day

Wendy was breathless as she was pulled out of her vision. That man; William Bludworth. She remembers his voice from somewhere; the train. He was the announcer who mentioned how the last stop was the end of the line. But who was he and what connection did he have with her and the others?

"Why did you show me this?" She asked her mystery visitor. The visitor once again outstretched a hand and placed it on Wendy's forehead making her awaken from her dream.

"Here's our guy," Kevin acknowledged a picture of William Bludworth on the computer. "He appears to be some mortician and worked somewhere close to the flight 180 survivors. I'm afraid there isn't much else about him."

"We better find him whoever he is. He could very well know what we have to do in order to truly beat death," Wendy said.

"Hold on. You aren't going anywhere on that leg of yours." Julie told her sister.

"Wait a minute."

"She's right Wendy and there isn't much you can do to sneak out of here anyway."

The next few weeks went by rather quickly. Julie had been moved into Wendy's at her request and Kevin snuck in after visiting hours were over to keep an eye on both of them. His contact, whoever the person was, sent him more ammo for the shotgun as well as more salt. Death surprisingly didn't make any more attempts to kill the three the entire time.

One particular afternoon, Kevin, Wendy, and Julie were relaxing for the first time in a while when Kevin turned on the T.V. to channel 66.

"Can you believe they actually named a racetrack after that guy?" Kevin asked observing McKinley speedway on the T.V. Wendy felt light headed all of a sudden and fainted.

The sound of several cars filled Wendy's ears as she came to. But how did she suddenly end up here?

"Hey how old is this place?" She asked, but it wasn't even her voice!

"Got me," Hunt replied.

"We'll be fine there's a fence there." Lori answered.

Wendy wasn't sure what to make of any of this. Everything felt so real, but how could she be seeing all of this through someone else's eyes? And who was this guy anyway? The racecars came around for another pass and Nick observed that part of the ceiling was beginning to crumble. He also noticed some of the screws start to come loose from the fence. Both he and Wendy developed a bad feeling simultaneously. A loud crash caught their attention and they turned to see the number 6 car started to flip over only it was more violent than a usual accident.

One of the tires flew into the audience and sliced off part of a woman's body. The car went flying right into the stands! The entire crowd got up from the seats and made a desperate break for the exit. Nick and his friends ran for the exit as well, but there were too many people trying to get through. As Nick attempted to find a way out more and more people died. A huge explosion engulfed the remainder of the crowd and blasted Nick off the 180 section and impaled him on a metal rod right through the chest. Wendy and Nick felt the life go out of them, but suddenly everything went back to normal. The cars hadn't crashed and everybody was alive.

"We have to get out of here."

A/N: So how did you all like my little surprise? I hope I didn't spoil anything for anyone who hasn't seen "The Final Destination". I would've put a warning in the first author's note, but I didn't want to tip off to anyone that something from The Final Destination would appear here. I left out how everybody gets killed since I didn't want to spoil that part for those who haven't seen the movie. I know that from a continuity standpoint FD4 doesn't happen for another four years, but hey, that's why they call it fan fiction. Hope you liked it. I'm open to any ideas on how to improve on the two flashbacks if they weren't good.